Dude... seriously, in two days (including today), I'm done with class. At 3:00pm tomorrow afternoon, I will leave my last class of the semester, and I won't have to return to the school of education's shenanigans until August 20th! I will have a volunteer thing to do that night, and two papers and two take home exams due the following week, that's IT!
This is particularly wonderful for me, since I was not able to complete this semester in 2004. I got about this far, with overdue assignments and large projects looming over me, and just quit. I have to say, the immediate relief was amazing, but it wasn't worth it in the long run. I should have stuck in there. I had a job, I had one year left of school, and I had my own apartment and my dog. In hindsight (we all know about that...), the stresses I was feeling were so very temporary, and I could have just hunkered down and done it all... but I shut down and gave up.
And, as a result, I learned a lot about myself. The two years I took off from school have given me confidence and a much higher opinion of myself. I know, now, that teaching is exactly what I want to do. I know, also, that UNC and the school of ed suck, but that I can get through it and get that lovely piece of paper that says I can teach. I also know that, in 2 years, it won't matter how frustrated I was with everything, or how many times the syllabus was changed, or how many times I was sick this semester - it will only matter that I did it, and graduated. So, that's what I'm going to do.
Also, to look even further on the bright side (which I always do, eventually), I never would have met LittleFierceOne, who has been, above all else, the most supportive person I'm not related to. He wasn't obligated to give me a place to stay, he offered because he liked me and because he knew I needed somewhere to live. He's not obligated to spend an indecent portion of his paycheck on me (since I'm not working), but he does, because he loves me. He's certainly not obligated to listen to me bitch and whine and moan, and cry because I'm tired and frustrated and ready for this semester to be over, but he does. Because he loves me. And, truly, if he were the only good thing to come of me taking time off from school, it would have been worth it to me.
So, here's to finishing up the semester of doom, and getting ready for work (at the planetarium!) and class over the summer.
I met my student teacher - she's great. 1st grade. Same school I was at this semester (hooray!). I'm so looking forward to this.
We should party this summer!
This is particularly wonderful for me, since I was not able to complete this semester in 2004. I got about this far, with overdue assignments and large projects looming over me, and just quit. I have to say, the immediate relief was amazing, but it wasn't worth it in the long run. I should have stuck in there. I had a job, I had one year left of school, and I had my own apartment and my dog. In hindsight (we all know about that...), the stresses I was feeling were so very temporary, and I could have just hunkered down and done it all... but I shut down and gave up.
And, as a result, I learned a lot about myself. The two years I took off from school have given me confidence and a much higher opinion of myself. I know, now, that teaching is exactly what I want to do. I know, also, that UNC and the school of ed suck, but that I can get through it and get that lovely piece of paper that says I can teach. I also know that, in 2 years, it won't matter how frustrated I was with everything, or how many times the syllabus was changed, or how many times I was sick this semester - it will only matter that I did it, and graduated. So, that's what I'm going to do.
Also, to look even further on the bright side (which I always do, eventually), I never would have met LittleFierceOne, who has been, above all else, the most supportive person I'm not related to. He wasn't obligated to give me a place to stay, he offered because he liked me and because he knew I needed somewhere to live. He's not obligated to spend an indecent portion of his paycheck on me (since I'm not working), but he does, because he loves me. He's certainly not obligated to listen to me bitch and whine and moan, and cry because I'm tired and frustrated and ready for this semester to be over, but he does. Because he loves me. And, truly, if he were the only good thing to come of me taking time off from school, it would have been worth it to me.
So, here's to finishing up the semester of doom, and getting ready for work (at the planetarium!) and class over the summer.
I met my student teacher - she's great. 1st grade. Same school I was at this semester (hooray!). I'm so looking forward to this.
We should party this summer!
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Thanks for the suggestions...the IE fix was the one I'd already been trying. Now I'm zooming the page to 105% and that works, but it makes other stuff look a tad wonky. Ugh, this stupid layout. I probably should switch to Firefox anyway. Happy Friday!