I love my school. I love being at my school, whether I'm taking classes or not. So, when it became necessary for me to take some classes during winter semester, I wasn't worried. I was actually kind of excited. Only two classes, very low-key, and not that many people to potentially run into. Also, my roommate from first semester moved out, so I have the room all to myself. To say the least, I was ecstatic about this.
Upon arrival, I knew winter session wasn't at all how I expected it. Only about four of my friends are doing it, two of which live across campus. I do have some good friends within my dorm taking classes over winter, and thank goodness for them. But, having my own room and a limited number of friends on campus has resulted in a lot of alone time. I'm not one to complain about being lonely, but I do appreciate some human contact every once in a while.
My classes are fairly easy. One of them is a film class that's within my major, so I love it already. My other class is a history class online, which will be a struggle for me. I hate history with a burning passion (don't ask why I signed up for this class I literally could not tell you). And, I picked up the class one day late, so I am already behind. I know I can catch up and pull an A in the class, but I was so excited to chill and take easy classes over winter. So much for that.
All in all, I know taking winter semester will be beneficial for me in the long run. I am taking necessary classes in order to make room in my schedule for more necessary classes as time goes on. But, winter semester just isn't what it cracked up to be.
