Illiteracy...a beloved pastime

I'm starting classes again tonight. I wish I could work up some enthusiasm for it, but unfortunately, my heart's just not in it. I've been pouring all my energy into school for the last two semesters. Thankfully, this fall will be my last semester of coursework. I just have 4 short months before I can actually write real lesson plans instead of plugging learning objectives into a pre-determined and useless template.

This semester, I'm taking Psychology, Sociology, English, and a Physics Ed. Independent Study. I'm also the grad assistant for a neat science class for in-service elementary teachers. At least all my classes meet only once a week. That will help quite a bit.

For the past three weeks, I've been enjoying my only break from school since January. The first week, I still had to tell myself that I didn't forget to do my homework and that I didn't have any reading to do. The second week of freedom was marvelous. And during the third week, I've been trying not to get used to decadent laziness. *sigh...

It's been quite nice, the last few weeks. I'd forgotten how fun educational illiteracy can be. I haven't read anything except books I wanted to read. I haven't written anything more than an email, which is why the blog has been quiet for so long. And I haven't worried about checking my email so much. I once went three whole days without checking. Bliss.

But I'm now going back to the stressful reality of school, doing what all students do. I'm wishing that it will be over as quickly and painlessly as possible. So, here I am, holding my breath, clenching my teeth and preparing to rip off the dratted band-aid once again.