Pre-Easter Reflections

Oh, now it's Easter holidays for us *mature* students the next six days. Hooray! Not that it'll be all relaxation and fun; after the obligatory quick ride to and from The Brocken tomorrow *and this year I can finally flaunt not only one but two silhouette kitties on my broom!* I'm planning to get some studying as well as sleep done. And well, um, I somehow managed to enter an Easter cat show - once a keen showgoer now only a once-a-year-thing - with a few fluffy ones too. Something I *kind of* regret now, sigh...

And you know that very flagrant lack of forward planning and long term timetable of this course, the latest on that front is that suddenly we're told that we'll have an examination of the first three course-sections. In four weeks. Last week we were told that no examination would be held for the introduction part. And at the same time as we're supposedly should be cramming for the exam we're going to begin a course in Business English - something I'm so looking forward too, I do hope the teacher is a great one, but I would also like to concentrate on just that single subject then.

I must say that I think exams like these, all this cramming, is so very passé. It really doesn't reflect reality and how good you are at applying the acquired knowledge and skills in real life. I so think it would be a much better idea if we got out and did that traineeship, practice and then did a project/essay on that.

I think it has been quite an interesting first three weeks, my first impression of some course mates has most certainly proven wrong as well as quite right - like life in general - there are some really lovely ones and some very far from lovely ones. The latter category includes some who just can't shut up during class, they so very much like to hear their own voice - and the things they have to say is in general far from interesting to the rest of us.

I'm mostly able to sort of shut my ears to those squeaky, returning, dense voices and comments, and concentrating on the teacher's voice. Others aren't. A recurrent schism - that's ventilated both in class as well as in more private groupages - is that the constant interrupting of lectures is completely annoying and most of the times quite unnecessary.

One of the most annoying ones doing this is a guy I was actually very put out by at that rather brief information meeting we had before I'd even applied for the course. Just a very unpleasant personality who almost always has a very spiteful undertone in the things he utters. He constantly has to confirm he has a voice - today he managed to interrupt the lecturer 43 times during a 35 minute session. He very obviously has a problem - he very obviously gives the rest of us problems. A complete nuisance. Who doesn't care a bit about the ground rules of classroom behaviour, which we've discussed a few times already. One could expect a *slightly* more grown up behaviour from a student of this age, discussions like these shouldn't be an issue at all...

While I am still able to switch off - and in my world this is nothing compared to muddy underbred feet on bus seats - there are others that are simply on the verge of irritation explosion. This is a rather interesting example of human interaction and I'm quite curious about how this situation will post-Easter resolve "itself".

But now it's Easter. Holidays. Sofa. Cuppa. And tonight's episode of "Lost" - the one seemingly-neverending-TV-show that manages to keep me interested still. And after watching that, I'll most certainly look something like below and bed will be the answer to that.