gSchool officially ended on Friday and while i should have some profound things to say about it, i’ve hardly had a second to process. instead, i’ll share this random stream of consciousness.
i actually missed our last day because it was off-site (the whole class went to Breckenridge for the weekend) and i had an interview and then a flight to catch. Monday was no less hectic; i still went to Denver and worked, then had an interview, then Chris and i rushed home, let the dog out, and went to our first birth class (!!!). our internet has been out since we got home and our poor dogsitter told us it was down all weekend :-/
anyways, it’s over. no more classes or group projects. i kind of can’t believe it, am sort of relieved, and am also, of course, sort of uneasy with all the unknown in my immediate future.
i learned a TON, but like with most things, the more you learn, the more you realize you don’t know and i feel like i could use another 6 months (or year or ten years) to read everything i want to read but didn’t have time to, practice every method, work through every tutorial, etc.
i don’t have a job yet. i don’t know if i will before the baby comes (oh that’s a whole other blog post). i’ve barely finished but am already afraid that i’ll get rusty and forget everything i’ve spent so much time learning, so if any of you are programmers and ever want to pair, hit me up.
as you know, it was a long, hard six months. i was pregnant for the entire time (it’s crazy to think that some of my classmates will only have known me as my hyper-hormonal, large pregnant self). learning programming is maybe the hardest thing i’ve done and i did it while also dealing with all the ups and downs that come with growing a person, big stress at Chris’ work, the loss of two beloved pets, and a household move. holiday stress was a given, my dad had a heart attack, and money issues continue to creep up as my time without a paycheck grows longer.
but it was all worth it. this might sound braggy, and maybe it is, but i’m proud to have finished and to have come out on the other side with skills and prospects, even if there’s still a lot up in the air.
“You talk very good English. You look oriental, but you don’t talk like it.”—
A very nice old lady at the airport just said this to me after asking how long i’ve lived here. I told her I’ve lived in the US my whole life and have had 30 years of practice but she kept going and I don’t think she got it.