RMU African American Leadership Experience

This morning, I met my friend Eric at Yorktown. We were helping out with the African American Leadership Experience Conference. Eric is my friend from my Higher Education management program. I wanted him to attend because I think that he could meet some influential people at this conference and I think that he is a great role model and very professional.

At one point, I met one of the higher ups at CCAC and I told him about how I started at CCAC and how I try to correct that negative stigma around Community Colleges. He said, he would like to bring me along with him. I laughed.

I was able to sit down and talk to the Director of Student Life about my interests in education and what I would like to write about, and etc. It was a great experience.  I even got to take some professor pictures. Well they are as good as they get for now.

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First Day of the Fall Semester

Today, was the first day of the Fall semester. I felt like I was as ready for my second semester as I will ever be. I had my book bag packed, syllabus printed and ready to go. All I had to do was get through the work day first.

At work, Nancy was off. I forgot that she was off today, or maybe she told me and I wasn’t listening that happens too sometimes. It was the first day of the semester. I had so many e-mail requests and syllabi to make copies of. Some students wanting into classes that were full, and etc. It was a bit of a nightmare, but I kept it under control and handled it pretty well.

When it was time for class, I left department at 4:15pm to go up to the classroom. I was going to be in this same room on Wednesday as well. When I walked in, the room was in pods, like grade school. I wasn’t sure about all that, but okay. I sat with Julia, because supposedly we were in the same reading group, so I guess that meant we were at the same table.

Honestly, the excel spreadsheet was pretty confusing. I don’t know how I felt about that, but whatever. I ended up being at the wrong table. Julia was at the wrong table as well. I didn’t know anyone at my discussion table, except this girl from the Dean’s office, that I had to pick up keys from a couple days ago. She recognized me and we talked, other than that I didn’t know a soul at the table.

After we got situated, she let us go around the room. She wanted to know our name, where we are from, and what we did over the summer that was interesting. After introductions, the professor introduced herself. She gave an overview about herself and her background and her interests. She seems intense but in a good way. I think she will be challenging.  I like that. She gives off good energy too.

Honestly, this class will be the reading intensive class 200 pages a class, and it is going to be interesting. I am ready for it I think, but I find myself confused over the assignment for next week. I am thinking too much about it I think. I don’t know. I am sure it will be okay. It is the first day.

After class, we were out by 7:10pm. I couldn’t wait to see Drew. I met him at the cathedral. He was just getting out of his Slovak class. I was wondering what he would say about his class.

When I met him at the cathedral, I felt so much better. I felt more calm about everything. He is my light. He told me about his class, and I told him about mine. He learned the alphabet in Slovak so far so good. I am proud of him.

Sunday

This morning I got up at 8:30am, got showered, and ready to go to Barre class at my instructor’s dance studio in Ambridge. We were to be there at 9:30am. When I arrived it was 9:15am, I sat in the car out front of the studio. 9:15am turned into 9:45am, and still she wasn’t there. I just decided to head back home. I was bummed. I was looking forward to going to barre.
When I arrived back home, I got changed, and kissed Drew. He was going to the gym, and I didn’t feel like working out, if it wasn’t going to be barre class. I went to my parents to see my dogs.
When I arrived at my parents, I brushed Paris and Louie’s teeth. Then we got ready to go to breakfast. We went to Hanlon’s Cafe. For some reason, I was so hungry. I ordered the Handful; 2 pancakes, eggs, and hash browns.  I ate most of it. My parents and I sat around and drank a few more cups of coffee, before it was time to go back home.
When we arrived back home, I kissed my dogs and got my keys. I said, goodbye to my parents and then I got in the car and drove home. I thought Drew was going to be there, when I arrived home, but he wasn’t. He was still at the gym. I got changed again, and put another load of wash in the washer, and watched another episode of the Handmaid’s Tale.
When Drew came home, we kissed and brought up the towels that were in the dryer. I fell asleep on the couch, while he watched hockey. I was in and out of sleep. When I woke up from my nap, I checked my phone and I received an e-mail from my professor, the one who teaches Research methodology. In the e-mail. she said that she is going to record my grade as a B. I saw that and was so happy. I told Drew about my grade and he was so proud of me. I was so satisfied with my first semester of grad school.
When I woke up, we made dinner. It was another night of fish, but it was so yummy. Drew finds all these different flavors. We are on a fish kick. After dinner, we watched Jersey Shore: Family Vacation. We didn’t get to finish the episode during the week. We got too tired. There was another episode on after this, but we were getting sleepy, so we called it quits after we finished the first episode.

Not a Good Day

This morning, I could tell that there was something on the horizon. I  didn’t know what, but I didn’t have a good feeling. I just felt so in my head with school and work. Yesterday, I had a one-on-one with my supervisor about things I need to work on, and about my review. It went okay, it’s things that I need to put in motion, when I am given the opportunity to do so, and things I can work on, it is all fixable. I plan to do all of these things. I just am trying to live up to everyone’s expectations in my work life, and the expectations I have set for myself, and then the professors expectations. I was just so in my head today.

Today, I was going to leave early to take my final for methodology. I wasn’t sure how it was going to go, because I am a terrible test taker, and I didn’t do too well on the midterm.
Around 12:40pm Brian came by to meet me. We had to head over to the Petersen to get our assignments. We were volunteering to be line marshals for the Ph.D commencement ceremony. I really want to get involved with Special Events, and or Athletics. I hope to eventually one day be in a position in one of those two departments.
When we arrived at the Loading Dock, we met with a woman from special events, I can’t remember her name, but we met before. She and I worked for the Frontier’s conference last year, or two years ago now. She remembered me, which was nice. She walked us up to the food court level, and told us our responsibilities. The graduates will be sitting in this area, and explained to us our duties. Nothing too major.
After we left the Pete, I went to the parking garage, and got into my car and drove home. Once I got home, I grabbed a beer, and made something to eat. I was a little hungry. Then I set up my computer and Andrew’s computer, so I could take the final on one, and research on the other. The final wasn’t too bad, I feel like I knew more, than I did on the midterm, but still I never know. There were a few I wasn’t too sure about and couldn’t find the answer in my notes, this always happens. I clicked submit and it only took me an hour or so.
Afterwards, I went to RMU and it felt good to drive on campus and be in familiar area. I really needed to be where things were familiar. I remember when this was my biggest hurdle in life. Things are harder; my job, grad school, and sometimes my marriage, but RMU is home. It is where it all started. It still has the same magical feeling to me, as it did, when I first arrived. I met my best friend here, Anthony. I grew so much here, academically, mentally, and emotionally.
When I got home, Drew was home. We greeted each other and he asked how many final went? I told him how I felt and how I wasn’t sure, but it felt like I knew more than I did on the midterm. I got ready to go to ballet barre class. I was going to be late, but at least it was something.
When i arrived, I missed some warm ups, so I just dove right into it. She changed up the routine a little, and I wasn’t quite getting the move that she was doing, so she came over and stood in front of me, so I could see and started do the move, so I could do it properly. I have never had to have that type of instruction. I know she was doing her job, so I fluffed it off, but I was so annoyed. I am good at this, usually, but just not today for some reason.
After barre was over, my butt and legs were swore so I know I definitely go something out of it, even though I was late to class. Chris, the instructor asked me if I went on my trip yet? I told her no, not until May 23-June 1st. She is supposed to train me, when we get back. I told her I was in grad school and it was preventing me from attending  class with finals, and papers, but it is over for the summer and I am hers. She said sounds good. I told her I would see her Sunday in Ambridge for barre class. She said, see you then kiddo.
When I left the gym, I went home, preheated the oven, and then got a shower. When I got out of the shower, I got dressed, and then went downstairs, put some fish in the oven, and made a protein shake. I was so over this day. I sat on the couch and turned on Reign. I wanted to finish the last few episodes. This was the least season. I am going to miss it. I love period dramas.
When Drew came home, he put the fish away, and then made me a lunch for tomorrow. He came into the living room and watched Reign with me. After Reign was over, he and I talked about my feelings and was there for me 100% and so supportive. He tells me I am hard on myself. I think I am too. I can’t help it. I don’t know how to not be. Afterwards, I went upstairs, brushed my teeth, and went to bed. It was going to be a long day tomorrow.

Sunday=Homework All Day

This morning, I made bacon for breakfast for Drew and I, had some coffee, got a shower, watched one episode of Reign. Then I and sat down at the computer and started to get to work on my revisions for my paper. I felt pretty confident. Sure there were some areas that I could expand, and minor punctuation fixes, but other than that I feel confident. I am ready to see my final grade and go to England!
After my paper corrections, I saved them and moved on to the next assignment which was my two home work assignments for Methodology, they were easy. Questions like find the answer in the article where this happened, or that. No math, and no formulas. I like easy.  After I finished the homework assignments, I e-mailed the professor and asked her when we would know the grade that we received on our paper. She said, she was working on them now, but won’t be able to release them until Dr. Lane gets back to her about a question she had regarding grading. She did also say, that I would not be disappointed.
After I finished the homework for methodology, I completed my oral presentation prep for Higher Education Administration. This is the same class, that I have been revising my paper for. I feel pretty confident about it. Me and someone else are the last people to give our presentations. I am not all that nervous. Public speaking is easy for me. It is just the time limit I am concerned about.
When I finished up for the day, it was around 4:30pm. Drew finished the laundry and started dinner. He is so helpful and is there for me 100%. After dinner, we watched the Office, and just relaxed the rest of the night. I got an e-mail from Dr. Q saying the grades for the paper are posted. I logged on and I received a 20/20! I got 100% on paper! I was so happy! I am ready to take on the week.

Monday

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!

Writing All Day

This morning I woke up, I felt so much better. I was no longer hung over and disgusting. I got dressed, and made some coffee. Then, I went upstairs and started on my second paper. I had no clue. I started to talk more about the institution, then I just dove into it head first. I was on a move, but then I realized I forgot somethings in my office, in a drunken haze, and hurry to get out of the office. I forgot to grab the materials for my paper.
When Drew got out of the shower, he offered to drive down to Oakland with me. On the way we stopped at Dunkin and got coffee. When we arrived to Oakland, parked, and entered my building. I unlocked the door to Sociology department, and it was pitch black. I used my phone as a flash light to find my way to my office. I unlocked the door, grabbed my things and then we left. I was going to be back there sooner, than I liked to think.
When we arrived back home, I finished my paper with 2 pages and a source left to go. I am so ready to just be done. I like it, but damn I am glad it’s almost over, the semester that is.
After I finished my paper for the night, we ate dinner, and I was able to relax with Drew until it was time to go to bed. I had a long day tomorrow. I was hoping to feel more confident about this paper eventually.