Practically imperfect in every way. Start with a lot of silliness. Mix in some insecurities and a handful of awkwardness. Add a pound of naivety, innocence, and child-like wonderings. Blend well. Half-bake and top off with a sprinkle of imagination and dollop of dreams. It’s the recipe for me!
(more...)"Moral of the story: Do not look at the gap. The gap is the mind-killer. Remember how Wile E. Coyote never fell down until he saw the chasm? It’s just like that." --Taylor "Tei" Lindstrom, Rogue Ink
"I think we have come to find out that the Education system, run by Liberal Hippies that really couldn't find any other job that allowed them so much time off, the ability to do drugs, and to spout their rhetoric is alive and well. It is teaching out kids things like 'Abortion is Good,' 'Government is Bad.' We have educators that, for the most part, don't teach to the subject, they teach to their beliefs. It is really sad, and even sadder when you see highly intelligent children buying into it." --Kelli
Jacob: "I need to operate on my frog, but first he needs some amnesia."
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I adjusted my Fall semester schedule yesterday. When I first registered, I ended up with 17 credit hours. I was determined to get that degree finally. The latest goal persual is Anthropology. Lately though, I’ve been considering a change (again) to Fine Art (again). There is one major problem with that. I’m not happy with the art program at my current university, and I am unwilling to commute back to EMU for their art program.
So I’ve been sitting on this decision all summer. What do I do when Fall semester rolls around? I have a few options. The first is to continue with those 17 credit hours and work on that darn unobtainable degree. But I don’t really have the enthusiasm for it that I did when I registered. The second thing I could do is return to EMU part-time. With the boys being in school up here and the classes I want to take scheduled at times that would interfere with my being here for them after school, this choice isn’t feasible. Option three is to drop my classes for Fall and wait and see what happens in the Winter. Part of the problem there is that I like school and I know that I’ll regret not being registered once the semester starts.
I’m pretty much convinced that I’ll never finish. I will never see that degree. I have over 150 credit hours accumulated at different universities, and I carry a 4.0 gpa. So my problem isn’t one of going to class and doing the work. It’s more a problem of finding a major that I can live with. The Great and Powerful Oz was pretty accurate assessing my past and present situation. And I’m in complete agreement with her about the outlook for my college career in the future. I’m still going to try Radio Roulette for some answers because I like superstition.
So what was my decision regarding my Fall schedule? Well, I’m going to keep working at this Anthropology degree, if for no other reason than I don’t know what else to do with my time. I’ve adjusted my schedule to seven credit hours. And I think I may go back to subbing part time as well on the days I’m not in school. The substitute teacher program in this area is very flexible, so I would only work when I want to work. Which is really great if you have to worry about being home with little sick children at times.
My history has shown that I have an attention span of about 3 months, so don’t be too surprised if I end up changing my path at the end of the year.
I can see the future. Your future is that you will get your degree eventually, and feel that you need to go into the workforce. You will then do one of 2 things.
1. Get a job in a realted field and quit in 6 months citing god knows what reason, possibly to get your masters and/or doctorate.
2. Get a job in a completely unrelated field and quit after several months realising your time is more valuable than money.
Are you sure that’s my future and not my past? ![]()
Yikes, your post makes me realize that I have to make some decisions about school this fall, too. Bleck.
I know, Oz! I wasn’t ready to make a decision until I realized my classes start in four weeks! Four weeks! Four weeks!!!
It’s the spark of an idea that hits me unexpectedly. It’s the silly wonderings I have after a whirlwind of thoughts. It’s about creativity, inspiration, and imagination. But sometimes, it’s just about eating noodles.
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