Or, they could be doing for the reasons I did (Hi Audrey).
Back in my day, for a variety of reasons, including the drinking like a madman reason and the reason that I simply wanted to sleep in as much as possible, I tried to jam as many classes into the fewest days possible as I could.
That is, for some classes they’d have lecture times set for one hour a day for five days straight. But they’d also offer that same class with lectures two days a week for two and a half hours each. Cool, I’d think. I just try and find the other pre-reqs that I need to take that will also fall on those two days I have to be on campus.
More times than not, and with an amazing degree of finesse and time-management skills that still I use to this day, I’d often get my full load of classes in on those two days… and those two days only. I distinctly remember a couple of quarters where I pulled off the ultimate coupe- all classes jammed into Tuesdays and Thursdays only. Talk about ideal.
I was never as proud as I was the first time I pulled that moveoff. A day off between classes to do whatever the hell it is I wanted to do, and a four day weekend to get completely smashed with my friends. Just thinking about it brings back memories.
But, outside of that party aspect that initially drove my college course selection for the first few years of school was the later years realization- longer classes jammed together are easier to pass and ace.
In that case, and what I eventually did in my final year of college, what I’d learned was that one or two long course sessions were far more beneficial to me actually learning something than were the spread out short classes.
When I really needed to learn the shit, I found that being there in that state of mind for large chunks of time was far more beneficial to me than short bursts of quick learning.
I obviously don’t know about these guys and gals of today, or the situation you talk about, but back when I did it, it was an art and a challenge that many of my collegiate friends strived to achieve- at first, it’s the ultimate no-work party like a madman schedule. Later on, it works out that it’s actually an easier environment to learn in.
Believe me, I wasn’t the only one up there at the registration line furiously working out a schedule that kept me off campus as much as possible- there were tons of people doing the very same things as I was.
