Class Schedule Update

It seems that I have very little of my own time this semester as I am cramming as many classes as I can get in order to graduate this spring. It has been a long time coming since I graduated from high school six years ago. So a full load of 18 credits, none of which have anything to do with my crappy communcation major, fills my days with much reading and dire exhaustion. My Mondays start with a 9:00 Metaphysics class, taken solely out of kitten-like curiosity to the things we believe about the world. Next up, at 11:00, I have Language and Culture in Society, a followup to the Linguistics class I took last semester. Then I have American Philosophy at 1:00, which interstingly enough, Americans are well known NOT to study. I guess, if you go to a seminar on French philosophy, you will have several hundred French, Canadians and small factions of French philosophy entheusiasts, The same for Germans and German Philosophy, However, if you go to a seminar on American Philosophy you will find a smattering of Russians, Germans, French, and British folk who all know more about historical American philosophers than American philosophy professors. At 2:00 I have my only lower division class, Anthropology 100 which after attending the first few classes, I have determined that we will be babied through every twist and turn that the teacher takes us. And that voice, she really does think that she is talking to a group of young, maliable third graders all intent on the lecture while she actually waits for us to answer every rhetorical question she poses. This will be my favorite for sure, i'll probably get a C. Lastly for Mondays is my other favorite class, Archeometry. We will be learning how to analyze floral and faunal remains in archeology sites as well as how to interperate site features and artifact stratigraphy. I continue to work Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, but with one new catch on Tuesday and Thursday-- I have a class an hour after I get done with work on those days too, so I get home pretty late. Oh well, all in the name of my communication degree.