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My Assessment class is such a biatch

Note: This entry contains a lot of cuss words. When I'm mad, I tend to curse a lot (at the situation, not at people). If that offends your sensibilities, you have the option not to read this entry. Don't say I didn't warn you.

I swear to God, my Community College Learning and Teaching workshop (Assessing Learning in Community Colleges) this semester is such a biatch. It's a one-credit workshop that meets four times (for three hours) a semester, for crying out loud, but it entails as much work as my other three-credit classes. I read somewhere that technically, the amount of time you're supposed to prepare for a class is twice or 2.5 times the number of credits for that class. Well, I spend as much time, even more time, preparing for that stupid workshop. It's much more trouble than it's work.

I hate the way my instructor makes us complete all these handouts and sets the deadline before our actual class. What the crap is it for??? How unreasonable can you get? She gives us too much work. I want to tell her, it's just a freakin' one-credit workshop. Honestly, I even think our three-hour-long sessions are too much. They should come up with a different schedule.

Obviously, I'm not an education major, so I've been struggling through this crap. I never realized how assessing student learning is a lot of work. And I didn't get much work done because Johnna stayed over from Monday night till yesterday. She didn't leave for Michigan till 7PM last night, so I had to attend to her as well, and of course we hung out. I was happy to spend quality time with my best friend, especially since she'll be living in the opposite side of the world in less than a month. =( By the time she left, I was too wiped to do anything. I also ended up calling Ryce, my long-lost friend from TUGON (the student organization in Ateneo that we belonged to) who lives in Rhode Island right now. Shortly after I got off the phone, Irene called to tell me she was gonna drop off my interview tape once and for all, as well as to rant about her ex-boyfriend. Johnna also called later to let me know she was close to Michigan. To make a long story short, I didn't get any work done last night.

Strangely enough, although I slept at 10:15 PM or something, I woke up at 8AM this morning, so I had only enough time to get my ass over to work. I tried finishing the bloody assignment after our seminar, but nooooo, Grace S. had to interrupt me to ask me if we could talk about what we sociology grad students (me, Meg, and Grace T.) could do to take a stand on Dr. I's tenure issue. I know, Grace had asked me if it was a good time to talk to me then, but I didn't want to be rude and hey, Dr. I's tenure case matters sooooo much to me. I was nowhere near done at 130PM, and my class was 140PM. So I cut my bloody class. I'm done with the assignments now. I e-mailed everything to CB, the instructor, at around 3PM. I just hope she accepts it. And I hope I can catch up on whatever I missed. Kainis! I didn't want to cut class, especially since I'm paying for my tuition out of my own pocket (well, with a little help from the parents this time). But stuff comes up and ruins your plans. Shiet happens.

I suddenly remember what J, this guy in my class last year (he was in the first cohort and I suspect that he liked me or flirted with me briefly. We hung out at his apartment for a night but nothing sexual happened.), said about CB once. He said she didn't seem to know a lot about the subject but attempted to cover up for it by giving them a lot more readings. During the last two sessions, I was ready to dismiss what J told me as unfounded allegations, but after I completed the assignments this afternoon, I realized he had a point.

Actually, I've been wondering for the past semester or so whether the entire CCLT program was one big effing ripoff all along. Well, I guess the summer class and the Community College Student and Students as Learners workshops were great, but I wonder whether the entire program was worth it. If I don't end up teaching in a community college because I decide to go back to the Philippines right after I get my Ph.D. for one reason or another, will I be screwed? Hay...ewan ko na lang. I've been learning the hard way the consequences of making my life so complicated. Somebody shoot me now.

I'm so ready for Spring break because I'm sooo tired. I have to babysit for three days, then I'm done with raket-ing for now. I'm gonna go to Michigan for part of the time. I NEED A BREAK.

Okay, this computer lab is getting so cold so I better go. More when I feel like it.

found herself @ 1:56 PM