PLTC provides a councilor available to discuss PLTC-induced anxiety. I am making an appointment for next week.
Yesterday was my first day of PLTC & I studied for three hours after class. Surprise! I get to class & realize that was just the morning's readings. I had neglected to notice another hour or so of readings for the afternoon class.
Today, after five hours of class, I wrote an assignment (assigned today, due tomorrow), then went to the library in the courthouse to read for, well, as long as it took (it took four hours.) The courthouse closes at 4:30. The Law Society gave me a card which allows me to stay at the library 24 hours a day. I showed this to the security guard & she gave me an access card in exchange for my driver's license.
Later, I went to the bathroom. It was pitch black. All the lights had been turned off, apparently, when the courthouse closed. I found a cleaning person & asked how to turn on the lights. She had no idea. So, I went in and felt along the walls. Nothing. Finally, I just guided myself into a stall using my hands. There are no light switches in the bathroom or around the bathroom. There is no bathroom in the library. It was not a fun place to be.
By 7:30, there was only one person there besides me. I finished my reading, packed my stuff (1 backpack & one large purse worth) and looked for the exit. Emergency exit, emergency exit, an elevator which goes down as far as the third floor (I was on the third floor). Nothing else. So, I went back in the library, found the other person in there & asked how to get out. He was kind enough to show me the way down the hall, down another hall & at the end of a corridor. I doubt I would have found the way out myself & it was all starting to feel very creepy & isolated. I met another security guard on the second floor & eventually convinced her to give me back my driver's license.
I will not be going back there at night if I can help it. Instead, I think I'll try to find a student who will join me at the big city library. That way, we can watch each other's stuff.
In the meantime, I'm trying to prepare myself for a summer of pure misery.
2 comments:
Wow, it all sounds much more intense than my experience with the sloppily organized course here. Call me if you want to talk!
Thanks, Ree. I think I am starting to come out of it. Yes, it's a lot of reading, yes, it takes a lot of time & its dreary. But...I'm getting used to it. Or something. I did my four hours of reading tonight without too much anguish.
But thank you for the generous offer of a call. By the time I finish my classes & readings, it's 7 PM (10 PM your time). A bit too late for me to call, I suspect.
But I love you! xxx
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