It didn't help very much that I was absent for the first class, and had failed to receive a syllabus as well as a general idea of what the class would entail. Then after I attended the first lecture and the second class, I discovered that everyone else was just as confused as I was. People were even writing it off as a joke since it was so disorganized to some. I was beginning to not take it very seriously myself, but when I finally got ahold of a syllabus, I decided to actually work hard for the course. The syllabus was written very sternly and seriously, with a very strong mission statement attached. This motivated me to take the class as seriously as it seemed to take itself, and to not miss anymore lectures or meetings. I was even on time for them all, and took notes for a few of them, too. I was proud of myself for this, since I did actually find most of them slightly boring. Dr. Williams's lecture was very detailed and she spoke very intelligently and eloquently, and I was proud of myself for both paying attention and fully understanding her explanation of the research project.
The research project went pretty well, all things considered. We were assigned the project during some of my midterms, and I was very, very stressed out about them all. I was working on a particular paper that was a huge 15 pages long written in one week. Regardless, I was happy to finally meet my group and get things started. We all worked well together and put in a good amount of work.
Overall, though, the class itself remained an afterthought. I don't, however, blame myself for this. The course was only once a week, and didn't demand as much work as the others.
As an honors, music major student, I'm proud of myself for doing enough to (hopefully) pass the class.
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