Well…It is another week closer to graduation and I’m still trying to figure out what the big deal is. I picked up my cap and gown last week, HUGE disappointment. I was expecting to walk into the bookstore and see strobe lights and a DJ mix the newest music. I was expecting bottles of champagne and lots of people celebrating. Not at all what I found. I walked into the bookstore to be greeted by two young women who could care less if I was there or not! Um…excuse me you are supposed to greet me with a smile. I was expecting them to be waiting on ME. Hello this has been a five year process haven’t you guys been expecting me? They pushed me over the long line where I waited to receive the sacred cap and gown. Now I just have to find what shoes to wear? Maybe I can beg Momma for a pair of Christain Louboutin’s?? Let’s say a prayer!
I could wear those Christian Louboutin’s to job interviews too. I think I’m onto something. Maybe the principals who will be interviewing would be distracted by my shoes, and forget about my horrible teaching portfolio.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
Am I almost done?
Do you remember graduating from High School? I do. It was a big deal. I remember my Mom being so proud of me. As I approach graduation from college she better be super duper buper proud of me come May 8th.
I remember arriving on campus in August of 2005. I remember how big and beautiful Old Main was. Frankly, I was mesmerized by it. I remember how excited I was to be involved on campus. I couldn't wait to be apart of a great organization like ZTA. I remember camping outside the football fieldbefore the big USC game just to get a good seat. It didn't matter that I was sleeping on concrete and I think it was about 99 degrees the entire time, I loved every minute of it.
Five years later and I've lost that excitement. How many more days until I am out of this place? How many more days of school? How many more times do I have to hear my mom say "So...Sara have you thought about plans for after graduation yet?" I want to go back to August 2005 because March 2010 isn't so enjoyable!
Do you have any idea aboout the stressfull process of becoming a teacher? You have no clue. Oh but don't you worry you will hear all about from now until May 8th.
I remember arriving on campus in August of 2005. I remember how big and beautiful Old Main was. Frankly, I was mesmerized by it. I remember how excited I was to be involved on campus. I couldn't wait to be apart of a great organization like ZTA. I remember camping outside the football fieldbefore the big USC game just to get a good seat. It didn't matter that I was sleeping on concrete and I think it was about 99 degrees the entire time, I loved every minute of it.
Five years later and I've lost that excitement. How many more days until I am out of this place? How many more days of school? How many more times do I have to hear my mom say "So...Sara have you thought about plans for after graduation yet?" I want to go back to August 2005 because March 2010 isn't so enjoyable!
Do you have any idea aboout the stressfull process of becoming a teacher? You have no clue. Oh but don't you worry you will hear all about from now until May 8th.
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