Sunday, April 30, 2017
Tonight I submitted my last assignment of the semester.
It was always calculated out that I would graduate in May of 2017. Always. My mind has always been set on this time frame because it was the fourth year of schooling and even though the school counselor told me most people do their bachelors in five years now, I knew that wouldn't be me.
I was going to do it.
And, you guys, I almost did it.
I worked so hard for so many years. I stayed up late and wrote papers, denied my kids time with their mom while I took online tests and replied to discussion boards.
I read numerous textbooks, all of which were extremely difficult for a person with ADHD.
My brain has had to work extra hard to concentrate on my classes and actually retain the information I was learning about.
And in the end, I fell short by one class.
One stupid class.
And this last semester, I tried to take 5 classes instead of 4 so that I wouldn't ruin my chances at a May 2017 graduation but that was too much for me and I failed 1 of the 5 classes.
It was a hard pill to swallow.
But the truth is that June 26th is not that far past May. It won't make a difference as to whether I'm able to start my teaching program on time.
All it changes is whether I get to participate in a graduation ceremony.
Sure, I guess I could wait to participate in the December graduation but by then, I'll be a semester into my teaching program and I think the hype will have worn off by then.
So I won't get to walk with the other students graduating. That doesn't make this any less of an accomplishment.
I might be a little frustrated with myself.
If I would've just spent a few extra hours studying...
If I would've just been more organized...
If I would've concentrated more on the material...
But the truth is that I can't go back to the beginning of the semester and change any of it.
All I can do is move forward with the realization that I am going to be DONE at ASU in only two months! Two months from now, I will have finished that last class and will be able to call myself a Sun Devil graduate like my father and so many others on his side of the family.
Two more months.
I can wait two more months.
I've already waited and worked for four years.
Two months will fly by.