My schedule these days is nuts.
Work until 2. Guard until 5. Class until 9:30.
Though, I'm at my best this way. It's less time, which means I'm forced to be productive. I don't see everyone as often as I would like, but it keeps me going.
So far, graduate school is...
Just like undergrad.
Maybe it's because I'm in the education field. Maybe it's because it's only Master's level work. I don't know.
I haven't done anything that's hard. And the syllabi don't look difficult. In fact, they're almost laughable.
I have to do "meaningful writings."
"But, Kate," you're asking, "what IS a meaningful writing?"
Let me tell you, dear reader.
I have to use the vocabulary for a specific chapter in a page-long paper in such a way that I can prove I know what they mean. Yes, just like in high school. I wish I were kidding.
But, aside from that, I like the campus. I like both of my professors. They're quite funny, and sassy, in their own way. The students aren't terrible.
Now, MY students, on the other hand...
Not so much.
The season is in full swing, and I just don't know what to do. They are absolutely unruly sometimes.
I still adore them, there is no doubt about that.
Perhaps I need a few more education courses before I can reign them all in.
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