Every semester since my first year I’ve endured this battle of me vs. my course load. There was only one year I managed to successfully to a full course load of five courses a semester, and I honestly think it…
To drop, or not to drop?
To drop, or not to drop… that is the question! About a week ago, I was seriously considering dropping a class. I haven't had to face this situation yet in my undergrad degree, so I was pretty stressed out about…
The Myths of Course Dropping
November 5th is the official deadline to drop a Fall class for this semester. Speaking from personal experience, I know what it’s like to be confused by, and bit scared of, the concept of dropping a class, so I wanted…
I Was Told to Drop a Class So I Wrote This Blog Post About It: A Reflection
“I’m a failure.” The words were undeniably heavy. I took them with me everywhere. I took them to class, the library, every meeting, every party, every production night, and then back home. In other words, I took them with me…
(So You Want To) Drop It Like It’s Hot
This past week, as I found myself staring at the textbook that I haven’t bothered to open in weeks, and looking at the rubric for an essay I really didn’t want to write, a little bird whispered something in my ear. What did that little bird say you ask? “Drop the course”.
I tried to ignore it, but the thought of dropping kept pushing itself to the front of my mind. Sure, I could push myself to catch up on weeks of lectures and readings, and take time away from the projects I was truly passionate about to smash out an essay that I wouldn’t be proud of. After talking it through with a few friends, as well as an academic advisor, I made the decision to drop the class, as in the long run it would be better for my GPA and far better for my mental health.
In the hopes of easing the stress that comes with dropping a class, I’ve written up what I learned from my experience dropping a class with less than a month left in the semester.
Last week, as I found myself staring at the textbook that I haven’t bothered to open in weeks, and looking at the rubric for an essay I really didn’t want to write, a little bird whispered something in my ear. What did that little bird say you ask? “Drop the course”.
