I know I complain about how the workload for my classes increases exponentially as the semester progresses - it’s getting right up there now, with less than a month to go - and while it does get a little tiresome shuttling between class and the library and the ACF labs and home to bed, I have to admit I’m enjoying it on some level. I like being kept busy, I like being challenged, and this semester is nothing if not challenging. It’s also frustrating and exhausting and in some cases baffling, but it’s definitely challenging. I’m done with the core curriculum after this term, so I’m hoping next semester will be more my thing although (with three classes for my major at once) I don’t expect it to be any easier.

I won’t miss the Morse Academic Plan stuff, though. I’m currently taking a Linguistics class to fulfill my social science requirement, and it makes me feel how I suppose some other people feel in Logic, the ones who sit in the back with that cornered rabbit look and take twice as many notes as everyone else. I’m one of those people in Linguistics. I figure some people must get it - after all, how else would there be a Linguistics department - but I do the reading and I take my excessive notes and I’m completely mystified. I don’t like being mystified, at least not when the survival of my merit scholarship is included in the mystery.

On the other hand, the science classes I’ve taken (also for the MAP) have been fascinating despite not being up my proverbial alley in the least. I haven’t shut up about the more gruesome chromosomal disorders for weeks and tomorrow we’re doing a DNA fingerprinting lab. Take that, Linguistics!