Essay on My First Day Of Class

1575 Words Apr 17th, 2016 null Page
The first day of class my only thought was "How on earth am I going to write this paper?" And I struggled with it. I spent hours upon hours mulling ideas and options over, both in my mind and on paper. I found that the harder I thought about it, the more difficult it became to write. So I stopped thinking. I let my mind wander, and wrote as the ideas popped into my mind. Admittedly, the ideas didn 't start coming until about three weeks before the due date, but when they started coming they didn 't stop. Coming into this class I only wanted an interesting class. I just wanted a class that I could take to finish my degree that wouldn 't bore me to death, and I figured, "A class about dreams has to be at least somewhat interesting, right?" So I signed up expecting nothing more than to learn a few facts, and get through my last semester at Lakeland. However, I quickly learned that this class would come to be much more for me. It has become so much more than a class to get my degree. It has taught me the true value of dreams. It has helped me to understand the various dreams I have. It has allowed me to explore not only my dreaming state but my waking life as well. I will forever be thankful that I chose to write down that CRN number during my scheduling meeting. During the first few weeks of the semester, I struggled constantly with writing in my day time journal. It was easy to wake up and write down what I remembered dreaming about in my night journal. Writing about my…

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