Just as I have done since I began college, tonight I opened up my planner to prepare for my first day of class. Ever since my freshman year of college, the night before my first day of class for the semester, I have written down the class location and time in my planner. I do this to make sure I don't end up in the wrong place at the wrong time. And yes, such a thing has happened to me before. My sophomore year of college at Murray I enrolled in Theatrical Experience. I knew this class met at a certain time, but I got my days of the week mixed up and ended up attending Music Theory instead. I sat through the entire class, with syllabus in hand of course, not wanting to interrupt by leaving or let on that I was "that girl" in the wrong class.
As most of you know, about a year and a half ago I decided to go back to school to earn a teaching certificate. I have been attending prerequisite classes required to enter U of L's Masters of Arts in Teaching program, and tomorrow is my first official day of grad school. So I guess the title of this post should be "Grad School: Beginning of no life for the next two years." So if you don't see any posts on the blog for a while, you now know why.
I'll try to keep you all updated on how grad school and the job search are going. Come back tomorrow for an update of our weekend in Flip.
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