A Disaster
My first class was all about the Research Process, the professor arrived kinda late but thats the usual when its the first day of class. She has this homely face, a doctoral degree and a vast experience on research both in the academe and in public administration.
The usual chitchat went through the class the dreaded question of all times. The unending series of why’s … why’d you enroll in SPED and why enroll in the subject now? I have never been good at coming up with a last minute lie so I bluntly stated, it was in the prospectus and its was offered this summer so why not take it? (that question was rhetorical in nature). As far as studying SPED, I don’t know … to be honest with you am enrolling this summer hopefully to remember my reasons for studying again.
‘Twas a disaster, *sigh* if I can turn back time I would have said something else. The look on my professor’s face was utterly comical and pitiful at the same time. Somehow at the split second she was as lost as I was.
Hate it, feeling so lost in a limbo, am not even sure if what am doing is making any sense.
Got another class this afternoon: Psychology and Guidance Counseling in Special Education, and I have no idea what to expect but should I be asked the same why questions I already have the perfect alibi. Wouldn’t wanna make the same mistake again now, would I?
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