Dear, quarantine diary
I don't know how I can define this year... It was my birthday in fourteenth day of march, on saturday, all was normal or all seemed normal. I was in the city that I study, I was exited to start a new semester, I was afraid but I've felt like that before and I could deal with that feeling, so was okay. But then in the brink of the eye all changed.
The classes was suspended, I came back to home and after a long time the remote classes started. I could took a lot of discipline, but I felt that this time begged for calm, I didn't know how it works, I didn't know if my perfomance will be good in this pandemic time so I just chose one discipline.
My expectations for remote classes before the beginning of PSE was the worst possible, I thought will not work and my performance will be bad. Remote classes was a different experience, I will not say I really liked because I prefer present classes. I enjoyed, this kind of classes worked, I learned, I changed my mind about some stuffs, I made activities and was a challenge, I could know more about my classmates and this was super cool. It was a good time. But I don't know if I will adhere PSE2 or the semester of 2020/1...
I'm confused. I really don't know what to do after PSE.
I miss my normal study routine, I miss moviment, you know. University is moviment! It's crazy, sometimes is insane, but it's good in the end.
I liked this discipline, I enjoyed this moment and I will always remember this discipline, I learned a lot and also because it kept me in touch with my graduation and made me feel and remember that I have goals to be accomplished.
Thank you
classmates,
monitor,
Teacher
and Dear quarantine diary.
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Non-FictionI'm just a university student in difficult times. This is a book that is part of the teaching plan for the subject "English Language II" that I do in the course of Languages and Literature, Portuguese and English. Differents themes, the same expre...
