Feeds:
Posts
Comments

Posts Tagged ‘college’

I have never, ever regretted my education, but I do love this song. 

Advertisements

Read Full Post »

dutch-bros-pic

I stopped by the local Dutch Bros to pick up an Iced Milky Way. Soon, I fell into an easy conversation with the guy working the counter. He asked if I had any fun plans for the weekend and then explained that, as punishment for partying, he would be spending Saturday cleaning his girlfriend’s garage, although, it “was worth it.” I learned that he is a student at the local community college and although he doesn’t quite know what he wants to do, he is leaning towards psychology which is what really got our conversation flowing. I mentioned that one of the biggest injustices of our schools is that we no longer have counselors and the conversation went on and on from there. It was an excellent conversation. He was very knowledgeable about the school system and today’s children. I think it was the best conversation that I have had in weeks and bits of it continue to replay through my mind. 

The greatest impact that the whole conversation had on me? The fact that he “started school in 1992.” That means that I am nearly old enough to be his mother. How did this happen??? I know that I am older than these young coffee bistros, but come on, old enough to be their mother??? Somehow, the fact that I have a 15 year old daughter, the fact that I have lived life, the fact that I have continued to age has escaped me. In my mind, I’m still 30. I am an adult, but I am not an aging adult which leaves me to wonder, just how old do these young adults think I am? Am I simply another adult face in the crowd that judges teens with contempt? Am I someone’s mother? Just another customer? Have I, in my years of living, lost my identity and simply become just another face in the crowd?

The irony is, that in the last ten years, I have truly began to live my life and discover who I am. Is it possible that as I have blossomed, I have also, somehow, become just another face in the crowd?

Read Full Post »

I procrastinate like there is no tomorrow. This past week, I was to read a book and submit a very formal book report on it. I never actually read the book. I skimmed it. I read the highlighted sections and the handwritten side notes. I tried to cram read it, but I just couldn’t get into it. So…I faked it. I wrote a fake book report and I think I did a pretty good job.

Now, I have a second paper that I need to submit. It is done. I am blessed with the ability to write and with being a fast typist. Although I did a few things, I wrote a blog about tattoos (see below), I interacted with my children, I talked with a friend, a mere hour and a half later my two page typed paper is ready to submit. I will not submit it for a couple more hours. I do not want my professor to know that I wrote the paper within an hour and a half (I actually wrote the paper in about 30 minutes).

Why do I feel guilty for this? I write quality papers. I have a 4.0 GPA for my graduate program – of which I am in my last class. I usually receive comments praising my work and stating that it is above and beyond what the professor expected and yet, I feel quilty that I can procrastinate and whip out a quality paper in a short amount of time.

Oh well. I am happy to be done with this week’s assignments.

Read Full Post »

It’s not often that I say this. In fact, I’m not sure that I have EVER said this, but please let me be PMSing because I am just way too emotional and I don’t have time for this. At least if I am PMSing, I know that it is hormones and will be over during the next few days, right? 

I can’t seem to kick it in gear, either. I have a paper due tomorrow. It’s a research paper and only a couple of pages long. Papers in general are no big deal for me. I can crank out papers relatively quickly and easily. However, this one is a research paper so I can’t just crank out a paper and call it good. I actually have to go dig around for some information and the truth of the matter is that I don’t want to dig around for it and I could care less about the topic. 

I am working on my master’s degree. I am already in the field, so the topic is just more of the same of what I do every single day, but I have to find “evidence” that it is out there and that it is out there in three states. OMG. We all know it’s out there. It’s everywhere. It’s all over the freakin’ news. WHY do I have to find my time citing sources about it? Just let me write the damn paper. 

I need to spend some time with my kids. I need to clean my house. I need to unpack some boxes. Tomorrow I need to meet a colleague for some off-hours work. In the evening we are going over to a friend’s house for dinner. I really need to get this paper done TONIGHT. So why is it that I can’t get myself going on it? 

I don’t have time to procrastinate and yet, here I sit writing a blog because I would much rather do that.

Don’t you like how my opening paragraph has absolutely nothing to do with my blog? However, like all good writers, I have managed to tie it back into my paper for a proper closing. I did not do so smoothly, though, because, well, I simply don’t care. You see, this is my blog and I can ramble and whine any way that I choose. I just can’t expect you to actually read it. 

Ok, the next blog, I promise that I will make it more interesting. This blog, there just isn’t time. I HAVE to get that paper written! Anyone want to write it for me? Anyone?

Read Full Post »