Taking 23 units in one semester is by far one of the stupidest things I have ever done, yet hopefully the most rewarding when it comes time for Commencement in May.
Before this semester started, I can honestly admit to having never read one single book my entire college career. How had I managed a 3.3 grade point average with no reading? I have yet to find out. This semester, maybe it’s my karma for never having read a book, I find myself consistently reading novel after novel. Less than two months into the semester and I’m already on my 6th novel. There’s the definite feeling of guilt after turning in assignments week after week that I’ve just slapped together because I didn’t have enough time. I sleep at 2am almost every night and wake up at 6am to finish homework. When I’m on a lunch break at work I read, when I’m in the bathroom I read, when I’m having dinner with my mom I read. But taking 23 units isn’t all bad. I can honestly say I’ve learned plenty of time management skills followed by quick and efficient study habits.
If you’re anything like me, you would have also registered for 23 units to graduate in May, even if it means French literature, Spanish literature, and biology all in the same semester. My word of advice to the younger college students: don’t wait till the last semester of college to take that one class that you absolutely hate and have been avoiding! It will come back and haunt you.
Now that I’m done with college (almost), I can acknowledge that I’ve been very fortunate to have made it in four years, but first and foremost: Don’t Rush. 23 units can wait.
Exactly.
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