This is my 4th blog I guess, I have live journal, blog bus, and windows space before, but I don’t update them anymore because I’m kind of lazy and the feeling of freshness sometimes won’t last too long.But I hope this “homework” will be continued.
Just for curiosity, so I looked the google map tried to find out exactly how far away from home, that is 10931 miles away and it will take 142 days and 8 hours to walk to home from here! And also 13 hours time difference means I cannot talk to my parents whenever I want. (well, it’s okay because I always email them.) And think about home-cook meal always make me hungry, I ate two cookies after I saw some photos of Chinese food which I shouldn’t.
Talk about the first week in class, I can hear “overwhelmed” from everyone’s mouth. So do I. The interpersonal communication was so much fun and scary at the same time. Because I’m really not the person who can speak in the public with full confidence, but at least I’m trying! And an observation that I have done two days ago was interesting, because I need to peeping people while them have communication, and I have to guess if they have some kind of relationship. What else, the calculus is extremely easy but the macroeconomics is kind of the opposite. I have too much things to memory which drive me crazy.
But the happiness is around everywhere because people here are nicer than people in my hometown, I mean the different is the way they communicate. To be honest, I have never met professors like here before, because in China, our teachers are always act like phlegmatic, and its hard for them to encourage student, like they always criticize the lacking of your essay or test paper instead of praise your well done of your homework. You know, today in our FTS class, Jasmine asked Kelsey to pass hands cleanser or something, and Kelsey just throw it to her, if I do that in China, teacher will get furious and kick me out of the class. So, trust me, that will never ever happened in China. And use bathroom during class always need teacher’s permission, but usually they only give the permission to some so called “good students” but not the “bad student”, that is so uncool. And we usually get tons of homework everyday, and hand writing is required, so I spent almost 5 hours a day in my homework, and we have class not only in week, but also in Saturday and Sunday morning during senior year, sounds unbelievable, right?
So compare with my high school, Gustavus is much better. I’m really appreciate that. Anyways, tomorrow is another day.