You may call me Master

. . .of science education in special education, of course. My master's degree is complete. After 2 years of nonstop school and two babies, I finally finished my degree. I figured since it was such a big accomplishment for me, that I should probably go to the ceremony. You know, it is really strange to go to a commencement ceremony when you have never actually set foot on the campus for a class. I took all of my classes on-line or in Liberty, so I never actually attended Northwest at all.

The ceremony was nice. Apparently, you join a cult when you have a master's because they "hood" you on stage in front of everyone. It was also very odd that the president of the university asked that we not shake hands at the beginning of the ceremony. Instead, he just said congratulations. It was very akward standing for a picture and not actually shaking a hand. I mean, seriously, you could at least acknowledge that we spent 2 or more years at your university in one way or another. Some physical contact would have been nice-y'know a fist bump, a high five, a thumbs up, or something. There was hand sanitizer nearby. It is the flu, for goodness sake. Wash your hands and stay away from pig sties. :o)

All in all it was a good ceremony. My grandparents(minus one grandpa who had to go back to the hospital for a bit, because his blood sugar and blood pressure are acting up and his oxygen level goes down when he sleeps) made it up along with my parents,sister, and in-laws. We went to Carlos O'Kelley's afterwards to close the college chapter in my life. I am done learning how to teach now.



Now, if I could just find that part-time elementary special education position, life would be grand . . .