Monday, December 14, 2015
Slog.
This semester was a slog. It was too much -- like an overindulgent night of pizza and chocolate chip cookies. Yes, I want to teach. Yes, I want to study. Yes, I want to be there for every soccer game. Yes, I want to instruct in various formats: yoga, writing, dance, weight training. Yes, yes, yes.
Too many yeses can be the recipe for disaster, for sure.
In my graduate program: Somehow, I managed it. I felt all semester like I was squeaking out a high "B" or low "A." The semester report is in: A for sure. I don't know how considering I felt like I sucked all semester. So much of literature, allusion, metaphor, meaning, character traits, etc. made sense to the other students. Not so much to me.
I'm happily relieved to be moving on to the next course along the Liberal Studies track. Slogging along.....
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