on "The Comps"
I am literally shitting myself over the Masters program's comprehensive exam. The test isn't scheduled until May... but the class I'm currently taking is making me feel the pressure already. This course is intended to serve as the last course in the Masters series-- and it helps you practice your long-form essay responses for the exam.
I've received one grade so far in this course. Before I reveal my score-- I should say that the professor warned the entire class that only three students got passing scores. We were treated to a harsh reality-check about how poor the quality of our work was... and how that wouldn't fly for the exam. Then I got my paper back. I got a 10 out of 10 possible points. However, this didn't do a thing to bolster my confidence. Bummer, that.
It would be hard to express how ready I am to be done with the Masters program. The "surprise hoops" that I continue to navigate, are not doing anything to change my attitude about everything. The latest is the news that I was supposed to file a "grad check" for June graduation back in November. Thanks, Mr. Advisor. You should be quite familiar with the graduation process, as well as exceptionally familiar with my program plan. I mean, I've only faxed and emailed it to you six times this year. I really appreciate being warned about this stupid deadline.
Not only do I have to pay $25.00 for the privilege of somebody at CSUSB deciding that I've completed all of my requirements (like I can't fucking do this... or even a computer can't fucking do this), but I'll also have a $20.00 late fee to add to the mix. I fucking hate my advisor. I'm sure I'll have to pay to walk in the graduation ceremony (assuming I haven't missed some bullshit deadline for that), pay for CSUSB to print me a diploma, pay for a copy of my transcripts, etc.
Anyway-- it's coming to a close... and I'm panicked. And I hate being fucking panicked.
Oh-- and I left my goddamned phone at work, in my rush to get to CSUSB last night for class. My school campus is locked down until Tuesday... so no fucking phone for me. I had to go buy a NET10 phone to have with me so I'm not stranded without a phone.
