I remember when I was making my schedule for my first semester as a freshman. Actually, the whole room had the same problem. We were so used to high school, where all the classes are crammed together one right after another, that that's how we set our schedules up. The advisors had to explain to us that we actually need breaks in between our classes - they're much longer than in high school and there's a lot more work.
In the end, I did pretty well with my schedules. Fridays always had one or maybe two classes, if any. In fact, during my freshman year, my only Friday class was a required academic writing class. The professor even admitted to me that he had nothing to teach me. I already knew how to write reports of all kinds, bibliographies, footnotes, etc., how to do research, how to properly present my work, and so on, so he just gave me the assigned work and the due dates and let me avoid coming to class. I only had to show up to turn in my work, get the next assignment, and participate in any required group work whenever we had some.
At the end of my final paper for the class in May, the professor even wrote next to my grade that he felt this class was a waste for me, since I already knew how to do everything before I even started. But it truly shocked me that I was in a room of young adults that just did not know how to complete a research project from beginning to end. I learned that kind of stuff in elementary school!!
