"on the bright side I get to drop one quiz. And on the other bright side I got **high score** on my test last night!"
He was seriously angry about his quiz score for maybe an hour....but most likely more like 15 minutes. The man has a super power of getting over things. I need that! Ugh that is why I love him.
But really on the bright side I am incredibly blessed.
I have an uuber cute hubs who likes to kiss my face
My puppy says goodbye to me in the morning with the sweetest sad face and kisses
I don't even have to use periods at the end of sentences
life is great! ( no caps either!)
Here is my pro & con list for going to grad school.
Pros of
Grad School
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Cons of
Grad school
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School! learning
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Papers/homework
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No more work! (teaching kills/thrills)
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No income from da job
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More time at home with Ollie
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Applying is rough
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More opportunities afterwards
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Taking the GRE is rough
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Writing again
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Lots of sitting
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Broadening my scope/seeing more than the inside of my
classroom
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Applying while working is hard
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Resume extending
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Spend less on gasoline
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Less stress on the back
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Student discounts
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So, pretty good options I'd say. If I went to back to school I'd have to whip my buns into gear real quick to take the GRE in December. I'd also have to submit pieces of writing I've already created. This isn't so terrible as I've written about a million essays in my career as a 5-year college undergrad- but I would need to do some serious editing I'm sure.
I can't even remember what's Kosher in college. Mostly I'm more worried about kids finishing their sentences with a period (hypocrite). So this whole editing process could be difficult. I may need to enlist some helpers.
Also letters of recommendation. Things that make ya say hmmmmmmm. Options- Greirson, Thursby, Bennion, Dean, Dyer. All these peoples has seen my writings and know that sometimes i's can write good.
In other news, I came into my 4th hour class the other day and all the kids were reading (like precious angels) with their right hands on top of their heads. Like it was just normal. Because normal people do such things. All 30 of them. Bunch of weirdos. Love them.
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