a confession...

So...I have a confession.

Something that hit me last night at a PTF meeting...

Are you ready???

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I

miss

school...

I know it is quite absurd; and  maybe I was just caught up in the moment of listening to the high school choir (who might I add, sounded AMAZING), or saying the pledge, or maybe it was the awards they handed out.  I really don't know what did it for me, but suddenly I felt this wave of schoolsickness sweep over me.

No, I do not miss the tests or the papers and quizzes.  What I do miss is the learning...  Learning from an instructor in classes like Composition, Public Speaking, English Literature, American Literature, Accounting, and Biological Issues. 

I actually am in the process of getting my CDA, which entails going to a 3-4 hour class every other Saturday for 9 months.  But, unfortunately I don't feel as if I am learning anything there.  The teacher is nice and all, but more than 75% of class time is discussion; and truly I would rather hear what she has to say than my peers.  I also am in the middle of a 6 week online photography class; but it still isn't cutting it for me. :)

All this to say that TODAY (who knows how long this feeling will last; afterall I am a girl and entitled to changing my  mind) I miss school.  I have this desire to suddenly pull out my College notes and notebooks I put together and pour over them...is that weird??  

Maybe I should just settle and re-read A Tale of Two Cities or Pride and Prejudice.  I always seem to find some nugget of information in the works of Charles Dickens and Jane Austen...

Ahh...decisions, decisions...