Working and going to school.
Dec. 14th, 2004 11:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
icarusThis has been really, really hard, working and going to school.
My grades have suffered, the amount I've learned has suffered because I'm constantly just doing the minimum, speed-reading, slapping assignments together.
Homework has been late because my schedule has not allowed the time I need to do it. And I've been constantly on the edge of exhaustion: I'm either doing homework, at work, traveling, or passed out mindlessly in front of the TV/computer, in recovery.
Had I not been spread so thin, my Law and my Philosophy class I would have aced. I'm not sure what I got in those classes, but it's not what I would have, normally.
Yesterday I hardly had anyone show up for tutoring.
It was the first day of the semester that I felt I could relax and focus and concentrate on my studies.
I'd almost forgotten what that was like, concentration.
ETA: Actually, part of the exhaustion is the fact that we're only allowed a half-hour of tutoring per student, and it's just fucking hard to speed-read a 5-page essay, locate the most consistent errors, and then teach the grammatical principles involved in a half hour. The English tutors are in high demand, so it has this assembly-line feel.
My grades have suffered, the amount I've learned has suffered because I'm constantly just doing the minimum, speed-reading, slapping assignments together.
Homework has been late because my schedule has not allowed the time I need to do it. And I've been constantly on the edge of exhaustion: I'm either doing homework, at work, traveling, or passed out mindlessly in front of the TV/computer, in recovery.
Had I not been spread so thin, my Law and my Philosophy class I would have aced. I'm not sure what I got in those classes, but it's not what I would have, normally.
Yesterday I hardly had anyone show up for tutoring.
It was the first day of the semester that I felt I could relax and focus and concentrate on my studies.
I'd almost forgotten what that was like, concentration.
ETA: Actually, part of the exhaustion is the fact that we're only allowed a half-hour of tutoring per student, and it's just fucking hard to speed-read a 5-page essay, locate the most consistent errors, and then teach the grammatical principles involved in a half hour. The English tutors are in high demand, so it has this assembly-line feel.