Impressions/emotional mess
I think the more I think about my impending grad school stress the more I'm prone to become an emotional mess. I'm a fucking rollercoaster. I do feel better. I'm going to nail this thing. I don't care if I'm not one of those students who always has something intellegent to say in class or in other undergrad classes. That's not the point right? The point is that I'm learning how to teach and manage a special education program. I need to ask all the right questions, I'm not a scholor in the field already. I feel like a lot of the students in there have a lot more experience then I do in teaching. most of them are teaching right now. I'm learning how to teach, why is it that everyone else already knows? I don't know, I'm not going to let it bother me. I'm paying a shit load to get my answers, not theres.