Trumpets, choir of angels, etc.
So I did get that diploma after all! I apologize for the long lapse in lj for those who were concerned... it was definitely dark days for awhile there. The *EXTREMELY SPECIAL* prof for that one credit class took a look at my grades with me in the room and -low and behold- she had the assignments right there in the building with her, yet zeros in the gradebook.
It's all well and good that she sat down with me and fixed all the grades, but you just do not do that to someone who is less than a week away from graduating. I think those three days of e-mails and waiting took about a year off my life-span.
But I did it! Four long, long years of hunting down those credits and I captured the last one at the last minute. The whole weekend went well, move out was chaotic as usual. The ceremony itself was beautiful with the sun shining and the speaker was the host of the NPR morning show (Renee Montagne), so I was personally really happy with it.
And Michelle flew in from New Mexico and got the hang out in the dorms and meet all my friends there, which was cool and kind of cathartic in a way. I actually didn't cry at all. Not during the walk across the stage, not when I turned over my dorm room key, and not when I took that last long drive out the back gate. I've been so exhausted ever since that I'm beginning to wonder if it has even hit me yet.
Regardless, it was great to spend some quality time with my best at the beach and talk about all she and I have been through over the past year. Huh. Maybe that's why I'm exhausted.
Now my only responsibilities in life are to tie up loose ends at my student teaching school, mail out some resumes, and trying to figure out when where and how to build a life for myself. oh!-and getting ready for a month in Thailand.
I just hope that I don't wind up like Bridget in the Edge of Reason, because I like my bras and I certainly don't know any Madonna tunes. Somewhere in all the nonsense of graduation week I fell head over heels for the Red Hot Chili Peppers (By the Way), though. Maybe Thai women would like to learn some of their music?
If you are reading this, I hope you are well and all is right in your world!
It's all well and good that she sat down with me and fixed all the grades, but you just do not do that to someone who is less than a week away from graduating. I think those three days of e-mails and waiting took about a year off my life-span.
But I did it! Four long, long years of hunting down those credits and I captured the last one at the last minute. The whole weekend went well, move out was chaotic as usual. The ceremony itself was beautiful with the sun shining and the speaker was the host of the NPR morning show (Renee Montagne), so I was personally really happy with it.
And Michelle flew in from New Mexico and got the hang out in the dorms and meet all my friends there, which was cool and kind of cathartic in a way. I actually didn't cry at all. Not during the walk across the stage, not when I turned over my dorm room key, and not when I took that last long drive out the back gate. I've been so exhausted ever since that I'm beginning to wonder if it has even hit me yet.
Regardless, it was great to spend some quality time with my best at the beach and talk about all she and I have been through over the past year. Huh. Maybe that's why I'm exhausted.
Now my only responsibilities in life are to tie up loose ends at my student teaching school, mail out some resumes, and trying to figure out when where and how to build a life for myself. oh!-and getting ready for a month in Thailand.
I just hope that I don't wind up like Bridget in the Edge of Reason, because I like my bras and I certainly don't know any Madonna tunes. Somewhere in all the nonsense of graduation week I fell head over heels for the Red Hot Chili Peppers (By the Way), though. Maybe Thai women would like to learn some of their music?
If you are reading this, I hope you are well and all is right in your world!