It's officially one day closer. One day closer until I put on that black gown. I wonder who called that thing a gown? It looks more like a freaking drape to me. and that dreading cap..don't even get me started on that cap. I can only imagine what my Afro style curls will look like under that thing. I can hardly wait..a black drape and curls coming out of a black cap. These pictures are going to haunt me for a LIFETIME.
Shouldn't I be excited about graduation. I mean don't get me wrong I am more than ready to be done with school work, but life after graduation scares me. I have procrastinated the application process because it SCARES me. What if I put out 2077363468 resumes and I don't get a single phone call back. Does that mean I have wasted the last 5 years of my life? Does that mean I've wasted $20,000 in student loans? Makes me want to vomit.
When I was young it was never an option to not go to college. It was just simply life after High School. I wish I never what to do life after college. Why can't my Nona (the name I have given my mother) just find me a job and send me on my way? That would make life SO much easier. I keep telling myself after I get through all this school work that has to be done I will have time to get aggresive about job searching, but then it will be too LATE!
Monday, April 26, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Where did I get 10 days from?
I obviously have lost my mind. Graduation is NOT ten days away more like 14 days. I have no brain left.
Today I have spent my day on this computer. Why you might ask? DOING HOMEWORK. I am sick of homeowrk I am sick of school. I quit! HOnestly I do. I'm over this college thing. Is it sad that I am already dreading waking up in the morning? I can hear the alarm going off now and I think I'm going to vomit.
I have been a complete slacker this weekend. I have two lesson reflections that need to be put on CHalk and Wire, I have ETEC crap I need to finish, and I have a proposal to write for English. (Have I mentioned that I hate my life?) I'm still kicking myself in the butt for waiting until my LAST semester to take ETEC and COMP 2..What was I thinking? Oh, I know what I was thinking! Those were the days...Staying up late with my roomates. Going to La Huerta every Tuesday for Margaritas, Party on the Patio on Thursday's. Now I know why I waited so long.
I want a time machine..to take me from this computer..In fact take me where there are NO computers.
Today I have spent my day on this computer. Why you might ask? DOING HOMEWORK. I am sick of homeowrk I am sick of school. I quit! HOnestly I do. I'm over this college thing. Is it sad that I am already dreading waking up in the morning? I can hear the alarm going off now and I think I'm going to vomit.
I have been a complete slacker this weekend. I have two lesson reflections that need to be put on CHalk and Wire, I have ETEC crap I need to finish, and I have a proposal to write for English. (Have I mentioned that I hate my life?) I'm still kicking myself in the butt for waiting until my LAST semester to take ETEC and COMP 2..What was I thinking? Oh, I know what I was thinking! Those were the days...Staying up late with my roomates. Going to La Huerta every Tuesday for Margaritas, Party on the Patio on Thursday's. Now I know why I waited so long.
I want a time machine..to take me from this computer..In fact take me where there are NO computers.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
10 Days and Counting!
This has possibly been the longest semester of my life. I've never been more ready to be DONE with something in my life!
For the last two weeks I have been working on my professional portfolio, which is full of educational stuff that BETTER get me a job. My portfolio sure could be better but let's keep our fingers crossed. I am still trying to grasp the concept that I am actually graduating from college and I have NOTHING planned for the future. When I decided to be a teacher five years ago I wish someone would have told me it's practically impossible to get a job. What do I have do to sell a kidney to teach kids? I mean really? It's a little ridiculous, don't you think? Before my internship this year, I thought good teaching was just loving kids. Boy was I wrong! I think teaching is the hardest profession I could have ever picked. I leave work thinking about my students and the next lesson I am planning to teach them. I think about them more than I think about myself!
It makes me sick to my stomach to think that this could be my last week to teach kids for a very long time. There is an excessive amount of qualified teacher who would make great teachers...How will I match up to them? If I don't get a job before next school year, I don't know what I will do with myself. Who will I worry about? What will I do? I guess get a dog? Can I just go back five years ago when I had no worries?
For the last two weeks I have been working on my professional portfolio, which is full of educational stuff that BETTER get me a job. My portfolio sure could be better but let's keep our fingers crossed. I am still trying to grasp the concept that I am actually graduating from college and I have NOTHING planned for the future. When I decided to be a teacher five years ago I wish someone would have told me it's practically impossible to get a job. What do I have do to sell a kidney to teach kids? I mean really? It's a little ridiculous, don't you think? Before my internship this year, I thought good teaching was just loving kids. Boy was I wrong! I think teaching is the hardest profession I could have ever picked. I leave work thinking about my students and the next lesson I am planning to teach them. I think about them more than I think about myself!
It makes me sick to my stomach to think that this could be my last week to teach kids for a very long time. There is an excessive amount of qualified teacher who would make great teachers...How will I match up to them? If I don't get a job before next school year, I don't know what I will do with myself. Who will I worry about? What will I do? I guess get a dog? Can I just go back five years ago when I had no worries?
Monday, March 8, 2010
Not What It's Cracked Up to Be!
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.
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 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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