Only Two

I made a decision a few weeks ago and today I took action on it.  I've noticed something this past year since I started school.  People don't go to school for an education anymore.  They go to school to get a degree so they can get a job.  Well that is not why I am going to school, I have a job.  I am going so I can get an education.  So I can learn all I can about subjects that interest me, not some future employer.  That often means taking classes in a random order, with no real direction, but what is wrong with this really?  These past few semesters, I have been trying to squeeze as many credits as I can and skate through them and for what?  It's not a race.  And consequently I am not getting the full benefit of my classes.  There are books, and articles I am not reading, and knowledge I am not absorbing because I am just trying to get the grade. It is very difficult to go to school while working full time and then some, and while Brooklyn College is inexpensive compared to most colleges (It's called the poor man's Harvard) it is still costing me thousands of dollars.  I want to get the most for my buck. 

So this coming semester, I am only taking two classes.  This means I am going to be a very old lady by the time I get my degree but it doesn't matter.  What matters is I want to learn as much as I can.

The first class I selected is an British History Class and I can't begin to tell you how excited I am about it.  I've been a British history buff my whole life and I have always wanted to take a class.  There are not too many history classes available durning the hours when I can go to class so this is very fortunate.

The next class I am taking is a creative writing class.  This is also a class that is not usually offered on evening and weekends so when I saw it on the schedule I nearly flipped.  This may also mean more blog posts.  I know I've been real bad about posting.  I've been too busy reading and learning about cognitive and abnormal psychology.  But I'm hoping this class will rev-up my writing juices again.  (Not too much writing in psychology for some reason).