Well, THAT was a doozy.
I started at CSUF with the best college semester I’ve yet had; it was a great experience for multiple reasons I need not retread here. I decided to take a quick science class online over the Christmas break, just to get it out of the way, but that one didn’t quite go as smoothly. The teacher’s instructions and questions were consistently unclear, and I ended up with a B in the class. For me, that’s not a very good grade 😉 . There have been two hard classes that I was satisfied with a B in, statistics and a geology course, but this particular B was a little frustrating. Of course, then I started my spring semester.
Actually, I didn’t even get to start my spring semester. A few days before I took my final for the winter break class mentioned above, I got sick. I don’t know what the heck I had, but I was dead – all but literally. The spring semester started the following week, and I tried to rest as much as I could, but I ended up missing the whole first week. Granted, nothing really gets done on the first day of class, but it set me on a course of playing catch-up for a long time. When I finally did make it to my classes for the second week, I was still barely functioning. It took me maybe 2 months to finally feel somewhat on top of things. My sickness dawdled along and took its time leaving me be, but it was just a really weird semester – I couldn’t quite get control of it. Part of that came from my struggles in setting up an internship, as well.
This semester, I took part in my first set of practicum hours required for my degree. I had to find a school site where I could spend 60 hours training and working with a teacher. It wasn’t formal student-teaching… more like a crossbreed between that and observation. I attended an informational meeting about it all last semester, but the guidelines they provided us didn’t work very well, and I ended up having to make my own way. I eventually worked it all out, and I ended up learning a lot from my supervisor and I loved my students, but it was certainly a rocky start.
For the first couple of months, I was frequently saying, “This just isn’t my semester.” I forgot about assignments, did poorly (for me) on a couple of quizzes and a test, and I just felt in a haze. I was having fun with my classmates – new friends and old – and I liked most of my classes, but it took me some time to warm up. And warm up I did, though.
Not all of the grades are officially in yet, but for as much as I’d resigned myself to concluding this semester with a B or two, I have pulled off another batch of straight A’s. I was also fortunate enough to have randomly signed up for a certain teacher’s class that quickly became my favorite college class I’ve yet had… and I started taking college courses in 2000, so that’s saying something. I became closer with a few of the gals I was buddies with last semester and made a new friend. I finally found myself back atop the mountain, feelin’ good about my college experience, so from a heck of a low to a nice big high, I’m bidding a successful farewell to my spring ’14 semester… thank goodness!