So this weekend I went to St. George with a lot of the Art Ed. people for a conference where there were workshops to teach us how to be more awesome teachers. It was really good, but all of my favorite parts happened outside of the classes. We were able to do some hiking/rock climbing, hot tubbing, and mostly just goofing around.
In which I talk about school and ramble about everything that comes to mind.
School is going again.
And it's probably going to kill me.
I'm taking 17 credit hours and working 2 TA jobs, not to mention that independent study class that I still haven't finished Unit 1. So yeah. It kinda funny because I can clearly remember registering for freshman year and talking to Kristen and Micah while we were still at home and they were both all like: "Yeah I'm taking 17 credit hours. I think that's a pretty solid number. It should be good." Totally nonchalant because for people like them with 4.0 GPAs and 10 credit hours of AP classes it really was pretty much right up their alley. So there I was thinking that 17 was an average amount of credits to have. Then a month into it I was struggling to stay above water.
And now I'm a senior and I'm doing it again. And I'm doing it knowing what it was like the first time and yet somehow that didn't stop me. Wish me luck. I will need it.
A girl with big dreams, crazy ideas, and plans to make it all happen.