That I am one week closer to being done with the semester. My biology teacher is really going to be the death of me. I cannot handle going to class on Monday's and Wednesday's. I come home with a headache, I am all moody and irritable, and my face breaks out like crazy because I am so stressed. I will be so happy when this semester is over, but I know when I have to take a spanish class I will probably have to go through all the same crap all over again. I will be so happy when I get to transfer to wherever I am going. Then I can just concentrate on the classes I need to graduate. But then I have credential classes and all that good crap. I swear it is never going to end.
I was just talking to a good friend of mine. He had asked if I was going to get a master's degree to up the pay scale of being a teacher. I said I didn't know. Maybe. But the more I think about it, I don't think I am going to be able to handle all that school. It's too much work. Gah. I'm over school.
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