At college I can tend to be a bit of a "loner." It's really quite sad when you get down to it. It's not so much that I intentionally become one but it has happened and I do nothing to fix this. Take today for instance. I am more than happy to talk to people in my group or to make comments during discussion. However, I see this same group sitting in the lunch room with a few others from my class and I will not walk over to say hi (and subsequently, sit down). Why won't I do this? Well, somewhere in my head it seems logical that they would say no to me or ignore my presence. However, being that I know these people to one extent or another, this seems very irrational except in my mind. Right before spring break, these same people were sitting with me at a local italian restaurant drinking some beer (ick) and chatting up a storm. Why would they reject me now? They wouldn't, except in my mind.

Alas, I am stuck typing here while they are still sitting in the lunchroom because I cannot just get up and walk over to say hi. The rationale is gone, only the "fear" remains.

In other news, everyone of us history education majors dislikes Dr. Sanelli's class. We have discussed how she only thinks people like her when in reality they do not. We discussed how the work is clearly only for busy work or for her benefit (as this last paper was where she will be publishing the results of our work with little effort on her part). It's very clear that this is garbage but we still go and take it and PAY FOR IT. Crazy? I think so. We have to tolerate her in the fall as well so I suppose all of this work will just continue anyway and we have to remain on her good side or we're going to find ourselves having a problem in the future. Ah well.

It's pretty clear that I get bored between classes. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here right now blogging, would I? Nope, I wouldn't. I cannot wait for one month to breeze by so I can take finals and have four months off of class. That will be such a blessed and happy time. Of course, I'll be theoretically creating lesson plans during that break but I'd much rather do that than to go to these classes and "learn how to teach."

I must say that there is a portion of me that enjoys these classes more than prior classes I had. The classes are relatively easy (I currently only have threat of a B in one class), the classmates are much better (I tend to be able to associate with them better than the "diehard" history majors), and ... ok, those are the only two reasons but they're pretty good reasons at that.

What else could I POSSIBLY have to talk about? I dunno. Hmm. I hate working on Thursdays because I have class from 8 until 2:50 so I'm left with very little time by the time I make it home from Kutztown. Oye vei. Hmm ...... went bowling with Tiff on Tuesday night. That was fun. We also had Duncan Donuts earlier. That was my dinner that day. Probably not the healthiest meal but I wasn't THAT hungry that I wanted to eat a whole meal. Ah well. It was a fun day.

I guess that's it from me for now. I'll probably wander around a while and then wind up somewhere else sitting around until class. Bye!