Friday, February 03, 2006


another blog

Friday's are great. No school the next day, plus Smokehouse wings and a case of beer. But Fridays like the one today aren't so great. We have to go back to Ole Miss tomorrow. We'll rot in a classroom for eight or so hours wondering why we did this program in the first place. It's not that the classes are bad (although the fall semester was, more or less, the worst thing I've ever done in my life). In fact, Dr. Mullins could probably read the nutrition facts from a box of cereal and make it sound fascinating. The problem is that after about two hours I shut down. Whatever notes I may have been taking I no long care about, and I'm more concerned about the weather next Tuesday than I am with my upcoming assignments. The solution is to make classes shorter, but if we do that, we'll probably have to go to Oxford more. And I'm not down with that. I wouldn't mind more academics and less class time. For example, I would trade a 10-12 page paper for an hour or two cut out of each class.

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