My professor is so amazing. She’s brilliant yet scary (but in a non-threatening yet intimidating kind of way). Yet she is also so captivating and funny sometimes. I seriously never feel sleepy in her class because she always has something interesting to say. She kind of just makes me realize how knowledge really is power. She tells the class how it is but somehow her words inspire me to try harder because I want to be just like her someday. She seems like she has her shit together…she’s a strong knowledgeable woman and scholar. Love her <3.

I have to constantly remind myself of how much I wanted to go to grad school in order to avoid insanity. Working 9-5pm then staying up until 1am is starting to take a toll. I miss sleeping. That’s the hardest part of grad school: the sleep deprivation.

Isn’t it ironic when the girl who talks the most in class receives one of the lowest grades? I guess all that talking doesn’t help her pay attention. Serves her right. She thinks she’s smart! But she says the most nonsensical things. She’s like a parrot. She thinks she’s contributing to the conversation, but really she is just regurgitating what the professor just said!

In other news, I got the second highest grade! Oh how I love community college…it’s such a cake walk.