At home last year, I was nannying a lot, but I still also had a lot of time to myself. Then I came back to school and was going to school full time, but again, I had a fair amount of free time.
Well.
Spring Term started yesterday. I know summer is supposed to be laid back and everything...but I've never been more busy and tired in my life (except last week during finals and when I started working). I'm working 25+ hours a week, starting at 7 am every morning, then working right up until I have class. Then class...go home...do homework...sleep. Eating sometimes happens in there somewhere. All I ever want to do these days is sleep. I moved into a new apartment, and I've taken to spending the few waking hours I have alone in my room, studying or watching a movie. I go to bed at 9:30 every night. Who does that? This girl, that's who. Having a social life might be easier if I was still living with people I'm friends with...and all my friends (and love interests haha) hadn't moved out of the ward. I feel like on the current track I'm taking (ie, being single and an antisocial hobbit), this is what the rest of my life is going to be like. I can see it now...after a long day of playing with little kids and teaching them to speak, I come home to my dogs and die randomly in my sleep...no one thinks it strange until they see the dogs with a couple of femurs and a tibia in the back yard.
I suppose this is the moment when I'm supposed to go out and be proactive...but I'm too tired.
Good night, moon.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Passion
I would imagine that most people in the United States generally like what they do. Of course it's not going to be great all the time, but for the most part, they like it. Sometimes, people have the opportunity to truly love their work. When these people with such great passion for their field teach, it's magical.
I just had my last Anatomy lecture. My professor this semester, Rachel Tomco, has been one of the best teachers I've had in my entire life. What makes her a great teacher isn't really her knowledge of human anatomy, or her friendliness, or the clarity of her teaching. These things certainly contribute, but there are a lot of professors at BYU that have all those traits as well. What she has brought to the class is her passion, her love, and her testimony of the divide creation of the human body. When she starts to talk about the first time she felt a lung, or just how incredible the hand is, it's infectious.
With a class that takes as much of a commitment as anatomy (4 hours of lecture and lab + open lab and study time every week), you come to either love it or hate it. Most people I've talked to tend to lean towards loving it - and I don't see how it could be any other way. With Rachel's contagious affection and the sheer beauty we saw in the cadaver lab, how can anyone resist the pull?
I believe that any class can have this effect on a [receptive] student, regardless of the subject matter, if the teacher is passionate enough. The teacher wants to share what she knows with her students because she wants to share with as many people as possible that which brings so much joy into her life. As a student, it's difficult not to get caught up in her passion, and so easy to share in it. I know when I've felt that passionate about something, it's pure joy to talk about and share. I wish all my teachers had had that same passion when I was growing up, and some of them did, but I think the added element of spirituality and testimony changes things and brings them to a higher level; It brings that passion to maturity and allows it to bloom freely. It lends it a foundation to grow and fall back on.
The combination of teaching both the spiritual and secular sides of everything is what I love most at BYU. If only every school, and aspect of life, could be this way.
"BYU seeks to develop students of faith, intellect, and character who have the skills and the desire to continue learning and to serve others throughout their lives."
I just had my last Anatomy lecture. My professor this semester, Rachel Tomco, has been one of the best teachers I've had in my entire life. What makes her a great teacher isn't really her knowledge of human anatomy, or her friendliness, or the clarity of her teaching. These things certainly contribute, but there are a lot of professors at BYU that have all those traits as well. What she has brought to the class is her passion, her love, and her testimony of the divide creation of the human body. When she starts to talk about the first time she felt a lung, or just how incredible the hand is, it's infectious.
With a class that takes as much of a commitment as anatomy (4 hours of lecture and lab + open lab and study time every week), you come to either love it or hate it. Most people I've talked to tend to lean towards loving it - and I don't see how it could be any other way. With Rachel's contagious affection and the sheer beauty we saw in the cadaver lab, how can anyone resist the pull?
I believe that any class can have this effect on a [receptive] student, regardless of the subject matter, if the teacher is passionate enough. The teacher wants to share what she knows with her students because she wants to share with as many people as possible that which brings so much joy into her life. As a student, it's difficult not to get caught up in her passion, and so easy to share in it. I know when I've felt that passionate about something, it's pure joy to talk about and share. I wish all my teachers had had that same passion when I was growing up, and some of them did, but I think the added element of spirituality and testimony changes things and brings them to a higher level; It brings that passion to maturity and allows it to bloom freely. It lends it a foundation to grow and fall back on.
The combination of teaching both the spiritual and secular sides of everything is what I love most at BYU. If only every school, and aspect of life, could be this way.
"BYU seeks to develop students of faith, intellect, and character who have the skills and the desire to continue learning and to serve others throughout their lives."
Thursday, April 5, 2012
And so it goes
The mountains are calling and I must go.
If only the weather (and finals) would cooperate...
It's incredible how quickly this semester has flown by. They always do, but this one seems to have gone faster than most. I immersed myself in Anatomy in January, and, after finishing the lab final a week ago, I finally have gotten around to stepping back and looking around. It was my life, my purpose, and now I'm purpose-less again. Except the four finals and voice recital I have in the next few weeks. Then, I'll move two doors down and start in on Advanced Writing & Rhetoric, University Chorale, and Music 101. I also desperately need a job to fill in the hours between. The job hunt is not going particularly well. I don't know what I'm going to do...
I've found that I'm happier when I don't ponder, dwell...think at all really. My thoughts are apparently a dark place. No, not completely. More like yin and yang I suppose, for without one you could not have the other. It's actually just like this post; Life is better when you live in the moment and focus on the beauty of now. Like the lovely daffodils growing all over the place! I love spring.
Anyway, Happy Easter all. What a wonderful celebration of the Atonement and life!
Blue skies.
If only the weather (and finals) would cooperate...
It's incredible how quickly this semester has flown by. They always do, but this one seems to have gone faster than most. I immersed myself in Anatomy in January, and, after finishing the lab final a week ago, I finally have gotten around to stepping back and looking around. It was my life, my purpose, and now I'm purpose-less again. Except the four finals and voice recital I have in the next few weeks. Then, I'll move two doors down and start in on Advanced Writing & Rhetoric, University Chorale, and Music 101. I also desperately need a job to fill in the hours between. The job hunt is not going particularly well. I don't know what I'm going to do...
I've found that I'm happier when I don't ponder, dwell...think at all really. My thoughts are apparently a dark place. No, not completely. More like yin and yang I suppose, for without one you could not have the other. It's actually just like this post; Life is better when you live in the moment and focus on the beauty of now. Like the lovely daffodils growing all over the place! I love spring.
Anyway, Happy Easter all. What a wonderful celebration of the Atonement and life!
Blue skies.
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