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... because I've posted as much this week as I did on average for practically any of the last three months. Go figure.
Oh, and I'm not done yet. You'd think I was, but no. I still have a few more mini-assignments to go and some grading to do. Whee. That's okay, though. I will survive. Allllmossst Therrrrrre... (stay on target!)
Anyway. Right now I have 12 minutes left of my last Writing Center shift for the semester. My last student left early after having me make suggestions for her resume and explain her prof's comments to her. I therefore have time for a post.
I am, as it turns out, not going back to Oklahoma for Christmas. I'm instead staying here in Cleveland with Matt, et al. Dad's surgery is going to be over the break, and it just doesn't make sense to take the boys down for that--we wouldn't be able to have a holiday, we'd just be back and forth to the hospital or sitting at home. Instead we're going down over mid-winter break in February. I have mixed feelings about this, as, I'm sure, does Matt's family. I wasn't planning on being here, and now there's an extra three people to contend with. It's been clarified that the boys and I aren't going to Heather's family's get together on Christmas Eve. Instead we'll hang out, likely with friends, and prep for the next day, when our household will have its Christmas. I'm pretty sure baking and/or movie watching and/or gaming will occur. It'll be good.
In other news, I have presents (mostly) for Matt and Heather and boys and some friends. I need still to acquire something for Teagan and Cael and Aaron, but I have some plans at least. The Ever Present Snow (much like the Wine Dark Sea, but colder) has been jumping on my very last nerve, but I'm slowly adapting. I think by next week it'll pretty much be an accepted part of life, at least until the first actual can't-leave-the-house blizzard shows up (*twitch*).
I'm trying very hard not to think about grades and just think about assignments. I have to get through school with more As than Bs in order to get my MA and be considered for the PhD program. I believe I'll get a B in Film. I hope I'll get an A in the other classes. I may end up with two Bs, as awful as that would be. We shall see. This semester hit me hard in a lot of ways -- the heaviest workload, for one, the most life adjustment for another, and the third was taking the film class, which had a really heavy workload when you throw in the viewings, the proposal, the annotated bibliography, and the two papers (5 pg and 15 pg w/research) on top of the midterm and final exam. I didn't fully realize it at the time, but it was pretty obnoxious work-wise. Next semester will be better in a number of ways. I'll feel more stable life-wise, I'll only have two courses and only be assisting with one (as well as 3/4 of the writing center hours I currently have). That should free me up to really buckle down on the work for the courses, which I'm looking forward to. I don't regret my decision to go to grad school for a moment; I honestly can't think of anything else I'm better suited for. I just needed the reminder that I do have somewhat hard limits, and when I try to push past them, things aren't always as neat or controlled as they might otherwise be.
I've realized that I miss posting in my journal. I'm going to try to do more of that again, and not just huge "catching up" posts or random gaming posts. I miss just generally putting stuff in here for review later. My life will pass me by undocumented if I'm not careful, and I can't have that. Posterity (or at least my journaling itch) demands it! :) So let it be written, so let it be done.
Oh, and I'm not done yet. You'd think I was, but no. I still have a few more mini-assignments to go and some grading to do. Whee. That's okay, though. I will survive. Allllmossst Therrrrrre... (stay on target!)
Anyway. Right now I have 12 minutes left of my last Writing Center shift for the semester. My last student left early after having me make suggestions for her resume and explain her prof's comments to her. I therefore have time for a post.
I am, as it turns out, not going back to Oklahoma for Christmas. I'm instead staying here in Cleveland with Matt, et al. Dad's surgery is going to be over the break, and it just doesn't make sense to take the boys down for that--we wouldn't be able to have a holiday, we'd just be back and forth to the hospital or sitting at home. Instead we're going down over mid-winter break in February. I have mixed feelings about this, as, I'm sure, does Matt's family. I wasn't planning on being here, and now there's an extra three people to contend with. It's been clarified that the boys and I aren't going to Heather's family's get together on Christmas Eve. Instead we'll hang out, likely with friends, and prep for the next day, when our household will have its Christmas. I'm pretty sure baking and/or movie watching and/or gaming will occur. It'll be good.
In other news, I have presents (mostly) for Matt and Heather and boys and some friends. I need still to acquire something for Teagan and Cael and Aaron, but I have some plans at least. The Ever Present Snow (much like the Wine Dark Sea, but colder) has been jumping on my very last nerve, but I'm slowly adapting. I think by next week it'll pretty much be an accepted part of life, at least until the first actual can't-leave-the-house blizzard shows up (*twitch*).
I'm trying very hard not to think about grades and just think about assignments. I have to get through school with more As than Bs in order to get my MA and be considered for the PhD program. I believe I'll get a B in Film. I hope I'll get an A in the other classes. I may end up with two Bs, as awful as that would be. We shall see. This semester hit me hard in a lot of ways -- the heaviest workload, for one, the most life adjustment for another, and the third was taking the film class, which had a really heavy workload when you throw in the viewings, the proposal, the annotated bibliography, and the two papers (5 pg and 15 pg w/research) on top of the midterm and final exam. I didn't fully realize it at the time, but it was pretty obnoxious work-wise. Next semester will be better in a number of ways. I'll feel more stable life-wise, I'll only have two courses and only be assisting with one (as well as 3/4 of the writing center hours I currently have). That should free me up to really buckle down on the work for the courses, which I'm looking forward to. I don't regret my decision to go to grad school for a moment; I honestly can't think of anything else I'm better suited for. I just needed the reminder that I do have somewhat hard limits, and when I try to push past them, things aren't always as neat or controlled as they might otherwise be.
I've realized that I miss posting in my journal. I'm going to try to do more of that again, and not just huge "catching up" posts or random gaming posts. I miss just generally putting stuff in here for review later. My life will pass me by undocumented if I'm not careful, and I can't have that. Posterity (or at least my journaling itch) demands it! :) So let it be written, so let it be done.
