once upon a time, i was a full-time undergrad at ucla. it was spring quarter of my first year there (junior year). i was working full time, sometimes even overtime. i had an internship with a 15-hour a week commitment.
and somehow, that was able to happen.
so i’m trying to make myself believe that now, as i am trying to complete the winter quarter portion of my massive inquiry project for grad school, writing my course description for next year to submit to the uc regents for a-g approval, working on btsa, working on my unit portfolio, planning and teaching full-time, grading, calling parents, and building relationships with students… it can all happen.
but so many times, i am literally pulling out my hair, wanting to roll up into a little ball, and just wishing that i could spend time relaxing, time planning GOOD lessons, and time with PEOPLE where i’m not stressed out and thinking about other things i need to do.
my voice is almost gone, i’m exhausted. all i want to do is watch gilmore girls or some damn olympics but instead, i’m hitting the ‘publish’ button and then trying to type up the next 10 pages of my inquiry. fun.
