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*sigh* Money. Money money money. I have none, and I'm in sore need. I shouldn't have gone on any kind of vacation. I should've just told my mom, no, I'm very sorry but I can't afford the gas to get up and back. Instead, I tried to make everyone happy, went, and now I'm -$90 that I could've used on rent.
My syllabus isn't done yet, I don't have a single assignment sheet written. I don't even know what I'm going to assign these kids. Practicum? Is a fucking joke. I hope they make the program more useful for the incoming GTAs because it was sure as fuck useless for me.
Summary of my feelings right this second:
The end. Except for the part where I'm still awake due to the stress-induced indigestion.
My syllabus isn't done yet, I don't have a single assignment sheet written. I don't even know what I'm going to assign these kids. Practicum? Is a fucking joke. I hope they make the program more useful for the incoming GTAs because it was sure as fuck useless for me.
Summary of my feelings right this second:
The end. Except for the part where I'm still awake due to the stress-induced indigestion.