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DONE!

I did it!  I finished grad school. I'm officially a Master! I can't believe it! This year has flown by so quickly. It's really true --you can do anything for a year (even move in with your parents, liquidate your savings, change careers, and plan a wedding all while obtaining a Masters degree).  I mean at this rate, I should go and see if I can make it in the Big Apple Circus for a year. I think I could do it.
Well, I'm so thankful to everyone who encouraged and supported me along the way. (I'm not sure why that sounded like a valedictorian speech, are there even valedictorians in grad school? whatever, it came from the heart!) I'm so blessed, and SO happy not to be juggling work and school any longer. If God could get me through the craziness of this past year, I know my first year of teaching won't be too bad. Hopefully...
Truth is, I've been having dreams that my first day of school is like a preview for Dangerous Minds. Except I'm not nearly as tough as Michelle Pfeiffer. Maybe I should pack some Butterfingers and Snickers just to be safe.

~MasterBuster

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  1. Anna-ElizabethJuly 25, 2011 at 9:55 AM

    Hooray you! Way to go, smarty pants!

    You will be a great teacher, I've just got that feeling. Can't wait to read about your adventures in the classroom!

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