This morning, I had a meeting with Phyllis. We went over everything that was coming up. I really didn’t have too much to discuss with her. We chatted about life and my review coming up. It was pretty easy. I was not looking forward to going to class tonight.
Overall the day went well, I had a lot to accomplish and get finished. I succeeded with my work day, but then there was night class.
When I left the office, I went up to the classroom, which is only and escalator away. In my first class, we had a guest speaker teach us Qualitative Methods. I am not going to lie, I feel like I am good on qualitative methods. It was referenced so many times throughout the course, why do we need a whole day devoted to it?
After the first class, I went downstairs and got a bagel. I know I shouldn’t, but I was so hungry and I already had anything to hold me over for the long day. When I went back upstairs, people from my second class started pouring in and taking their seats. We had a guest speaker in this class as well. She was the VP of students in student affairs. She told us all about the college she works for and what her job was like. It was interesting, but I am so over this. I am ready to be done for the semester, and I didn’t really care what this person did for a living.
After she left, we had 2 people giving oral presentations. One did really well, the other kind of glossed over her topic and didn’t do so well. I felt bad for her, but it also petrified me. I have to do that this weekend. Mine is mostly finished, but I feel like there is still some more work I need to do. I give my presentation on Monday. The same day we turn in our second paper.
After class ended, I went downstairs to meet Drew. He was in the parking garage. When I walked out into the parking garage he greeted me. My day was finally over. We had to stop and get gas, then it was home to bed!