spring classes

out of envy from listening to my contemporaries talk about their abilities to 'shop' for classes during the first few weeks of classes, i designed my own shopping period, attending classes i think might be interesting.
at 8 a.m. on the first day of classes, i suddenly possess the urge to fulfill my life fitness general education requirement. i wake up at the respectable time of 7:30, fix a light breakfast and skip to the gymnasium where haunting memories of napfa and 2.4 terrorize me. there will be a 12 minute run next week followed by horridly regimental weekly workout routine that will surely kill me. but right now, all i can think of is obtaining that glistening adonis body that represents perfection. tomorrow: stairmaster for 40 minutes! i think i can, i think i can.
next up, typography. the professor: an anally retentive man who promises us that a C is an average grade and assures us that we will be working hard this semester. then, he rolls out the first project, 3 sets of 12 squares per set, each square containing segments of a letter or letters in different typefaces. now, this may be the repressed art student within me but i find the prospects of xeroxing hundreds of pages of typefaces, cutting alphabets and squares, glueing them all together, xeroxing them again, and cutting them into squares rather enticing. so this one's a keeper, pass/fail.
moving along, i attended a new testament literature class with people who won't so much as look at me, much less talk to me. but i have to take this class so *grumble* *mutter* .
after that, calculus 3 with a professor whose first name is lamarr (male) and a class composition of about 20 males to 4 females - that's a lot of sausages ;) . but i delight in learning about vectors and planes and things of that nature.
the night before, in a panic fuelled haze, i e-mail an economics professor and ask if i could join his directed study class. the professor replies saying i can and tells me to attend a meeting at 4 p.m. the class sounds interesting schedule wise: 90 minute class once a fortnight although lots of self reading and assessment in between.
of the 5 classes i attended on the first day, i decided to keep them all ... this sounds a lot like i'm over-spending.
the next day, i attend the first scheduled class ethnic and racial politics in america and am instantly attracted to the genuine brilliance of the professor. the class content encompasses the history of immigration in the united states, its repercussion on ensuing periods, the political ideology espoused by various racial groups and othersuch political concerns. when i decide to keep the class, i realize that i haven't done any shopping at all but rather i've attended all the classes i'm supposed to, nothing more. perhaps next year, i will be more adventurous.