Unfotuantely, you won’t be seeing a play-by-play of CUTC here, nor a long write-up of its ups and downs, as other folks have already done a far better job than I will ever put enough effort in doing. Basically, it was a slightly better conference, but worse overall than last year. Look at Eugene’s post as to why, and Simon’s blog for daily breakdowns.
Instead, I’ll talk about something I haven’t really thought about for a while: school.
Barely two weeks into the semester (and having attended less than 4 days worth of classes), I already find myself weary of this academic routine. So far, I have a prof who would be much more appropriate teaching highschool, another who had been absent everytime I was able to attend her class (and have a grad student sub, much to my horror), late Monday evenings, and tons and tons of group work to look forward to. Compound that with physical fatigue, being behind, non-school commitments, taking care of the society, temptation of more community involvement, and random family-caused annoyances, this semester is looking to be heading towards a repeat of what happened an year ago.
And I thought I had learned my lesson…
All is not lost, however, as I’ve discovered that my PSYC 100 prof is actually interesting, 320 is definitely worth its ridiculous hours, and hear that my 371 prof
[is] cool. Plus, I’ve actually managed step away from a few things that had previously eaten up quite a bit of my time, even stopping myself from committing to roles that I, a year ago, would have jumped into without a second thought. I’ve passed the ball to Max in regards to the Outdoor Resource Club, have mostly put my choiring days behind me, at least for now (sorry Ben and Leanne), talked my way out of being a ChicTech mentor (sorry Diane), and will most likely not be an orientation leader come Summer (sorry Candy, and, Sepand: you’re crazy).
Ironically, my reason for doing so is not to return my focus to school, but, as I’ve realized recently, is that I’ve moved on to different roles—bigger roles that no longer focus on the student society that have become my closest circle of friends and the undergraduate student body at SFU.
I’m not sure if I had told anyone, but I am currently a director for the Burnaby Mountain Biking Association, have been working—albeit, so far, only with words of support—with the SFPIRG on setting up a bike coop at SFU, and am beginning to become indirectly involved in SFU Recreation’s effort in its push to bring back outdoor recreation. Although it is true that none of these commitments are time intensive, I have a feeling that they are about to become more so, and, in my current situation, are more than enough.
However, being the kind of person that I am, I inevitably end up putting more into my already-overflowing plate.
Just yesterday, it was brought to my attention that the school may be wanting to hire undergrads to TA for some of their more popular courses. Although no formal announcements have been made, becoming a TA was something I had always wanted to at least try ever since I was a first year. And, hey, I am all about making money doing things I like. On a more political side, I am also seriously considering running for the SFSS Forum as well, as Dan had just recently resigned due to time conflicts.
And, with that, I will close this entry as I’ve got to arrive at school somewhat early in the morning to make sure that the society does not lose out on its Clubs Days table again. Lets hope that my four or so hours of napping today will prove useful in finally overcoming the fatigue I’ve accumulated over the last two weeks.