catching up
I'm all graduated and stuff! Hooray! Summa cum laude, baby!
As hard as it was to work full-time and go to school, I have to say it was worth it. Going back to school was the best decision I ever made. I don't mean in terms of what it would get me on the job market, because that's not why I did it. It was more a decision of personal satisfaction: finishing school was completing a commitment to myself. So were my grades. Many times, people would tell me to stop sweating my grades so much. They'd remind me that I already have a full-time job, and that no one cares about my school record, anyway - the only thing that matters is that I got my diploma. Well, no, actually, it mattered to me. I feel good that I put forth my best effort. I don't care if no one ever looks up my school record ever again. Heck, they didn't even announce the "summa cum laude" thing on stage. But, forever after, I will know that I did it... and it feels good. Damn good.
One of my teachers, Kathryn Summers, always told us that we had a choice: we could slack off, do all our reading at the last minute, and throw in the minimum effort on our papers just to pass, or we could put in all the work necessary to excel. She didn't care what grades we got in her class, she would say. What she cared about was the bigger picture: the habits we were building in ourselves for a lifetime of accomplishment. Thank you, Ms. Summers, and thank you, UB.
So now that the dust is starting to settle, it means I can now start catching up on everything else. I have quite a number of projects I kept setting aside for "when I'm not so busy with school." Looks like it's that time now!
As hard as it was to work full-time and go to school, I have to say it was worth it. Going back to school was the best decision I ever made. I don't mean in terms of what it would get me on the job market, because that's not why I did it. It was more a decision of personal satisfaction: finishing school was completing a commitment to myself. So were my grades. Many times, people would tell me to stop sweating my grades so much. They'd remind me that I already have a full-time job, and that no one cares about my school record, anyway - the only thing that matters is that I got my diploma. Well, no, actually, it mattered to me. I feel good that I put forth my best effort. I don't care if no one ever looks up my school record ever again. Heck, they didn't even announce the "summa cum laude" thing on stage. But, forever after, I will know that I did it... and it feels good. Damn good.
One of my teachers, Kathryn Summers, always told us that we had a choice: we could slack off, do all our reading at the last minute, and throw in the minimum effort on our papers just to pass, or we could put in all the work necessary to excel. She didn't care what grades we got in her class, she would say. What she cared about was the bigger picture: the habits we were building in ourselves for a lifetime of accomplishment. Thank you, Ms. Summers, and thank you, UB.
So now that the dust is starting to settle, it means I can now start catching up on everything else. I have quite a number of projects I kept setting aside for "when I'm not so busy with school." Looks like it's that time now!