MIA
Sorry to have been MIA the past few days, but I've been REALLY busy - I think only Steph and Ryan will understand that - and I had a lot to work out with school. I think I've finally made a decision in regards to what I'm planning on doing with my future.
Simply put, I FINALLY (after four semesters) got an "audience" with the head of the History department. Who informed me that for no good reason, as a graduate student I am paying $700 more a semester than the kids who are taking the EXACT same classes as me, and that, unlike the undergrads, I have to pass PRAXIS II before I get accepted to the professional education program. Oh, and since I didn't have the $115 to pay for PRAXIS II this semester, I'm now not graduating until...*drumroll* 2010.
To that I say, fuck that.
I made my decision. I got up and signed up for 15 credits for next semester, which will effectively finish off my History degree. And I'm graduating Christmas of '07. I won't have my education degree, but I will have a degree...in History, concentrations Modern Europe and United States. Then I'm going to find a job working in the parochial schools somewhere in this state. I'll go back and get my degree, probably in a few years when I figure out where I want to settle (which will probably be Danvers, Peabody, or Ipswich, MA). But it's finally become perfectly clear that the staff at CCSU only wants to dick me around and get as much money out of me as possible - and that I can't deal with any longer. I'm not going to go for another three yeas wondering where my next meal is going to come from, wondering how I'm going to pay my rent. Hell no, fuck that.
I told my mother yesterday and she thinks I'm making the right decision. I haven't told my father yet. I know he's going to be angry. But when their only excuse for losing my paperwork and not contacting me is "Sorry, you got lost in the shuffle - because you missed that one semester when you were recovering from the car accident"...hell no. I deserve the same consideration as every other student. "You're one of our only post-baccalaureate students in the History program"...I don't care. I'm still paying $6,400 a year to go here. I deserve some fucking consideration as well.
So there you have it. I won't be getting my teaching degree from CCSU. Yeah, I know I should probably just stick it out and finish it off, but you know what? I'm twenty-three years old. I need to start living my life. I need to be able to pay my own bills and not struggle like this for the rest of my life. In 2010 I'll be fucking twenty-seven years old. That is too old to start being able to take care of myself. Hell no. I've made my choice, and I'm not going back.
Simply put, I FINALLY (after four semesters) got an "audience" with the head of the History department. Who informed me that for no good reason, as a graduate student I am paying $700 more a semester than the kids who are taking the EXACT same classes as me, and that, unlike the undergrads, I have to pass PRAXIS II before I get accepted to the professional education program. Oh, and since I didn't have the $115 to pay for PRAXIS II this semester, I'm now not graduating until...*drumroll* 2010.
To that I say, fuck that.
I made my decision. I got up and signed up for 15 credits for next semester, which will effectively finish off my History degree. And I'm graduating Christmas of '07. I won't have my education degree, but I will have a degree...in History, concentrations Modern Europe and United States. Then I'm going to find a job working in the parochial schools somewhere in this state. I'll go back and get my degree, probably in a few years when I figure out where I want to settle (which will probably be Danvers, Peabody, or Ipswich, MA). But it's finally become perfectly clear that the staff at CCSU only wants to dick me around and get as much money out of me as possible - and that I can't deal with any longer. I'm not going to go for another three yeas wondering where my next meal is going to come from, wondering how I'm going to pay my rent. Hell no, fuck that.
I told my mother yesterday and she thinks I'm making the right decision. I haven't told my father yet. I know he's going to be angry. But when their only excuse for losing my paperwork and not contacting me is "Sorry, you got lost in the shuffle - because you missed that one semester when you were recovering from the car accident"...hell no. I deserve the same consideration as every other student. "You're one of our only post-baccalaureate students in the History program"...I don't care. I'm still paying $6,400 a year to go here. I deserve some fucking consideration as well.
So there you have it. I won't be getting my teaching degree from CCSU. Yeah, I know I should probably just stick it out and finish it off, but you know what? I'm twenty-three years old. I need to start living my life. I need to be able to pay my own bills and not struggle like this for the rest of my life. In 2010 I'll be fucking twenty-seven years old. That is too old to start being able to take care of myself. Hell no. I've made my choice, and I'm not going back.