My version of hell would consist of repeating this quarter over and over and over...
I have my bachelor's in arts in Psychology, it was freaking hard, tons of papers, tests all the time, experiments and calculations...but this quarter, **sigh** this quarter kicked all the other quarters of my schooling experience in the behind and took some names....
It was a busy, tiring, extensive, mentally draining, guilt ridden (not spending appropriate time with children, spouse and house), time consuming, brain exploding...
It started with our instructors asking the class during a lecture, "so how many of you all are going full time?" a good number of us raised our hands, "well you will probably won't make it," she says straight faced.... I barely squeezed by, but I did and thank goodness, now it's 1 class - which consists of a 2 hour lecture, 2 hour seminar and 10 hour clinical... but oh so better than the alternative of doing this quarter again...
His teacher Mrs Calhoun is wonderful with him and thinks he's is hilarious! Her favorite story of him was when they were at story time and they were reading what was a kinda spooky book about a boy who kept hearing a noise, kinda in the distance, kinda like a whisper and as she was about to turn the page to see what this noise was, Mrs Calhoun asks the class "what do you think the noise is??" expecting things like it's a ghost, or a monster... well Cregan raises his hand and says "it's the Holy Spirit whispering..." It was much cuter hearing it from his teacher.. that's my Cregan
