Truman

I take a Saturday class at Truman. This means I spent Friday night driving up from St.L to campus, crashing at another Master's degree students house and going to class at 8:30am. (Isn't it pathetic when you think that getting up at 7:30 is sleeping in?) We then whine, vent and discuss the problem with out internship.
It is therapeutic, but the best part is going back Truman's campus. It is a place where I feel completely comfortable. I know the best place for naps in the library. i have access to at least three buildings on campus because I "forgot" ;) to turn my keys in. It is familiar, and safe and beautiful in the fall. Also it is not associated with stress for me any more.
When I'm at Troy, I know that I should really be working on my classwork instead of surfing the net. There is associated stress with my apartment, the town, and the school. But when I went to K-Ville I remembered all the great times there.

(Which is actually an achievement, I tend to dwell on bad memories, and there are plenty of those there too.)

I also got to go teacher clothes shopping which is fun. I now have this Irish sweater that feels amazing,soft and warm! (Apparently hoodies arn't a part of the dress code when you are a teacher!)