So I haven't written in quite some time ... well, I warned you this might be sporadic!
My first week of classes has been accomplished, and most of my classes seem pretty chill. The Literature class (Enlightenment, Romanticism, and Realism) is on its way to being my favorite, largely because of the profesora. After class a friend asked me what I thought of her and my response was "awesome in a crazy way ... or crazy in an awesome way," and that pretty much sums her up. She never stopped talking the whole time, and she repeated several times that she thinks reading is a bad thing, because reading leads to thinking and thinking leads to pain. So I guess she kind of falls into Rousseau's camp, what with man being the 'noble savage' and all that. Anyway, she's what you might call a little spitfire, and I'm looking forward to the class a lot. Also I'm pretty excited about the workload or lack thereof: we just have to write summaries of each subject (short ones, and spelling and grammar don't count) and then one paper due the day of the exam-- but it shoud be no more than three pages, two being better. Nothing compared to my lit classes back home!
My other classes don't look too bad, either, and the only really bad points have to do with timing: my Monday/Wednesday schedule consists of a grammar class from 8:30 to 10:30 in the morning and the lit class from 6 to 8 in the evening. Nothing in between. My Tuesday/Thursday schedule is busier but better: varieties of Spanish (!!) from 10:30 to 12:30, Islamic culture from 12:30 to 2:30, and POE (oral and written skills) from 4 to 6 pm. On Thursdays, though, I have a theater class across town that starts at 6, so I'm gonna show up late for that pretty much every week. Oh well, it's Spain, punctuality is not a huge issue.
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