Long post incoming! It’s that time of the semester again: time to choose courses for next semester.
This is both my favorite and least favorite time of the year, so obviously I have a ton to say on the matter. It’s incredibly stressful to choose classes, but also kind of fun and exciting, in a way. This is my sixth (?) time choosing classes, and through all my mistakes in the past, I think I have a decent amount of advice to give about it.
Now, for those of you that know me, or read some of my college-centric blog posts, you’ll know that I’m absolutely awful when it comes to choosing courses. I take on more than what I can reasonably chew. In fact, I have too many posts all about managing a heavy course load. (Dealing With and Over Packed Scheduleis just one of them!)
But I still give good advice, even though I don’t always take it. And, besides, I’m working on it! Like, legitimately working on it, I promise. My schedule next fall is set to be a lot more relaxed and easy to manage, which is a breath of fresh air.
As some of you know, I am a busy bee constantly and I have a ton of commitments. Since high school, I’ve always been very involved in extracurriculars and club activities. College is no different: I think I’m a part of five organizations?
Everyone tells you how important it is to get involved; from sayings like “You’ll meet your best friends in clubs!” to “Colleges love it when you’re a part of XYZ!” it can be very tempting to just join… everything. Colleges often have way too many clubs and organizations to join and, when you’re interested in everything, you may find yourself signing up for, well, everything.
It can get very overwhelming, really quickly. When events and requirements just start piling up, I often feel like I’m being buried by everything I have going on. (I think I average eight good cries a week over how stressed I am.) But, even though it can be very difficult, it’s absolutely doable.
Currently, my planner and weekly schedule are high school me’s worst nightmare. There isn’t a week that isn’t previously preoccupied with an exam or project to do. My weekends are filled with community service events and pre-planned outings with my friends. I have classes on most days for the majority of my morning with club meetings taking up my nights. And who can forget about homework and studying, a necessary evil.
In my sophomore year, I chose to have seventeen credits for this semester. Telling other people is my secret source of pride and joy; the look in their face gives me a weird sense of satisfaction and pride. I rushed a sorority this semester. I’m a part of two separate research projects. I’m in a grand total of three clubs.