In December of 2011 I received my Master’s Degree in Educational Leadership from Georgia State University. Now, two years later I am applying to another graduate school program. Believe me, it’s not out of desire. It’s out of necessity.
I’ve found my career on a downward spiral. Well, not exactly a downward spiral but I’ve certainly gotten off track. And I’m at a point where I’m stuck. I find that I currently have no options to further my career. This makes me very unhappy.
So, after much research, I realize that my only option is to go back to school and get a second Master’s degree. Although this isn’t exactly what I wanted to do, I’m excited about the possibilities. After getting accepted into this program my marketability will vastly increase and I will immediately be eligible for better employment and higher pay.
The deadline for applications is February 1. My application is complete; so now I just wait. I’ll let you know when I get my acceptance letter!
My Master’s Degree arrived in the mail. I think I’m happy about that. The last six months of my program were awful. I wasn’t sure I’d graduate. I almost didn’t. I missed the graduation application deadline so I had to go through a long, tedious process of reapplying. Then, two weeks before my graduation date, I find out that I wasn’t eligible for my degree.
Luckily, things were worked out and I did, in fact, graduate. So now what? What does a Master’s Degree in Educational Leadership mean for me? I’m not exactly sure. Really, I have absolutely no clue. People with my degree would normally work in public school administration. But that job isn’t for me.
I desperately want to get out of the classroom. I have no desire to teach anymore. But I don’t want to be a school principal.
Only God knows what’s next. I’ve asked him many times, but he hasn’t told me anything. So, I’ll place my degree in a brand new frame and hang on the wall in my home office and wait.
Today, I did something that I never thought I’d do. I graduated with my Master’s Degree! Now, for some people, getting an advanced degree is no far stretch of their imagination. But for me, earning this degree is equal to flying solo around the world in a one-engine, single-propeller plane.
I’ve always loved learning. I’ve read and acquired so many books in my home it’s unreal. I am a history fanatic and can tell you almost anything you want to know about English Literature or American’s past. But school was never my thing. I hated being told what to learn and how to think. I wanted to work at my own pace and always challenged my teachers.
Needless to say, I was a teacher’s nightmare. And because of my independence and stubbornness, I didn’t fare too well in school.
But today, I proved to myself and to others that I can buckle down and get the job done. Georgia State University, you’ve been good to me! Now, about that Ph.D………
So….I don’t wanna be a panther anymore. A few years ago I did everything I could to get into Georgia State University. It was my mission, my goal. I was obsessed. So when they denied my admission to my grad school program I pressed on. I appealed their decision and was finally accepted.
Now, as I near my graduation date I could care less. I have one more semester to go before I get my Master’s degree and I don’t know if it really matters to me. Well, it matters a little because getting my Master’s means that I can finally get OUT of the classroom and move into a big corner office with lots of windows, a Mac computer, and a big comfy couch- well, not really. But at least I’ll be out of the classroom.
I’m not sure if having another degree will make me feel any different that I already feel. It doesn’t particularly matter to me. I don’t really care about a piece of paper that says I’m a little smarter than I was 2 years ago.
This program (Educational Leadership) is not my calling (I don’t think). I’m obviously still trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. I guess now would be a good time to resume my reading of “Purpose Driven Life” by Rick Warren. I’ve been stuck on Day 3 for a little over a week now. I guess now’s a good time to crack open the book again and find out what my life’s purpose is because being a part of the public school system is definitely not it.
I’m sick of grad school. Yeah, I was really relieved to get accepted to Georgia State’s Educational Leadership program but now I’m tired of this crap. I’m tired of writing papers. I’m tired of class discussions. I’m tired of e mails from my professors. I’m tired of it all.
I think the problem is I have no interest in my program. I do not want to be a teacher. I surely don’t want to be an administrator. I don’t care about all the laws surrounding education. These cheating scandal related to standardized test scores don’t excite me. And being in a classroom all day gives me hives.
Where’s the genie with his magic lamp? I need to rub it a few times to get the current GA Lotto numbers. That way, I can quit my teaching job, shut down this blog and move to Hawaii with Mr. Incredible and the kiddies. Goodbye classroom, hello paradise!
This post is number 8 in my “30 Days of Blogging” series. Check back tomorrow for more.
I opened my big fat mouth in class the other night and felt like a complete idiot. I’m not sure if you guys know I’m in grad school at Georgia State. I’m getting my Master’s degree in Educational Leadership. Well, I went to class last Thursday night with a terrible attitude. I was sleep deprived, hungry and seriously aggravated. I just didn’t want to be there. I wanted to be at home in bed. But since it was the last scheduled class of the semester, I figured it was in my best interest to make an appearance.
We were discussing some aspect of the role of a public school principal. I wasn’t really paying attention. I was updating my Facebook status and instant messaging with my classmate (who was sitting right beside me). Anyway, my focus was on a million things besides the topic of discussion. But for some reason- I guess I was trying to sound smart or something-I input my two cents at the absolutely wrong time.
My comment was so stupid and asinine that my professor stood up from her seat and glared at me like I was turning into a big ball of slime. She said “No, absolutely not”. Damn. I don’t even remember what I said. It was something about how new teachers have to prove themselves in a school setting. Hell, I didn’t even believe the comment when I was making it. I just wanted to say something to cover up the fact that I was on Facebook.
Well, it certainly backfired and as Dr. Berry read me my rights in front of about 15 classmates, I shriveled up into a ball and exploded into a million pieces. For the remainder of the class, I had to hold back my tears and pretend not to be embarrassed. I was pissed at myself because so often I make dumb ass, unnecessary comments.
Needless to say my lips were sealed over the course of those remaining 2 hours. I made eye contact with no one, logged off of Facebook and started quietly singing “What a Friend We Have in Jesus”.
Have you ever had a brain fart and made a stupid comment? How did you handle the situation?
The month of January has been very exciting for me because I finally did something I’ve been wanting to do for years. I started grad school at Georgia State University! I was thrilled to register for classes, relieved when my financial aid came through and nervous about my first day of class. So, to ease my anxiety, I prepared myself like any other college student would. I bought new binders, notebooks, pens, pencils, white out, loose leaf paper, sticky notes, tab dividers and a shiny red apple to place on my professor’s desk. I proudly packed all of my acutrements into my brand new back pack and started my way towards school. I’m in college!
I slowly walked towards room 496, peeked inside and chose a seat. I was nervous, but I tried to play it cool so the other students in the class wouldn’t notice my sweaty underarms. I laid all of my new school supplies on my desk and waited patiently for the other students to arrive.
The professor, I’ll call him Santa Clause (well, because he looks like St. Nicholas) spent the next hour explaining the list of 13 assignments I was responsible for completing by the end of April. I took precise notes as not to miss any instruction. Some of the students were very relaxed and familiar with Santa Claus. Then it was revealed that they were students in his class the previous semester. Since they were all so friendly with one another, they saw it fitting to laugh, joke and discuss casual things. I had no time for this, I needed the remainder of my instructions so I could go home and immediately start on my 13 assignments.
So, as I interrupted their casual conversation and began shooting questions at the professor, the other students in class gave me the ever-popular side eye. (The side eye, my dear friends, is a facial expression one recieves when exhibiting questionable, rude, or offensive behavior). Ignoring the side eyes that were piercing through me I continued my questioning because I paid well over $2,000 to become a student at Georgia State University and I plan to get my money’s worth. So, no casual conversations for me and to hell with the side eye chicks. I’m in grad school! And I feel smart as hell!
Have you ever be subject to the side-eye? And what has been the most exciting part of 2010 for you?