This past January I took a huge leap out of my comfort zone and started working toward a master's degree in teaching and learning English. I absolutely loved my first class, which was all about educational psychology, cognitive and social development, and coming up with a personalized theory of learning. It was SO fun!
Then three weeks ago I started my second class, Educational Research, also known as The Worst Eight Weeks of Your Life.
In week one (yes, ONE) I had my first disagreement with the professor.
In week two I found out that the source of all these research studies I was supposed to be finding (ERIC) is currently not giving out access to the articles. FAN-tastic.
In week three (this week), I spent 20 hours working on two assignments, neither of which is the final, full-blown research proposal.
Shoot me now.
I haven't worked up the courage to look at the syllabus for week four yet.
Be thankful ~