Dear Summer School,
I honestly don't know why I thought you were a good idea. Actually no, I do. You're allowing me to get a three credit hour semester class done in four weeks, and while on the surface level that sounds delightful, it isn't. For some reason, I didn't consider that it could possibly be a tough month for me. I went the first day as I would in any class, ready to hear the professor read the syllabus highlights and show us a slideshow of the universities he attended, pictures of his family, and of course his dogs so we have an immediate reason to like them. Syllabus week is usually a week to remember, reuniting with your friends and doing stupid things because there's no homework and basically nothing productive to do with your life, but in summer school, it's more like syllabus thirty seconds. It's an "I emailed you your syllabus, I hope you read it because it's important." That should've been my sign to run and run as far as I could from that dreaded classroom, but instead I stayed. I stayed for the brief lecture about how we should be studying ninety minutes every night, and unfortunately, I stayed for him to start and finish a chapter in our first meeting. That is when I realized not everything with the word summer in it is fun.
We are led to believe our entire lives that summer is so fun! For a few examples, summer camp, summer sports, summer job (still more fun than summer school) and even just the thought of laying in the pool getting that perfect tan. WRONG. WRONG. WRONG if you are taking a summer class. It takes over your life, I pictured myself casually studying while sipping a marg by the pool, and I could not have been more obnoxiously wrong. This is hardcore, you have to go to a coffee shop to make yourself study because it's so awful and not fun style studying. Also, I never thought I would literally study every day, but I have. That brief lecture on the first day was the real deal. If you don't you are pretty much behind and when you go over a chapter or most of one every single class period which is every single day, you have no time to fall behind.
The main thing getting me through is that I am already half way there and that I did not sign up for another class second session. There is a light at the end of this tunnel for me, and to those of you taking a second session summer class, I'll keep you in my thoughts. Trust me when I say this summer school, I will not be back for more.
Sincerely,
A Student That Needs to Get Back to Studying
