I’m Back!

Hello, friends!

It definitely has been a while since I last blogged.  I didn’t realize how long it had been until I logged on tonight.  Here’s what has happened lately:

I am done with school!!  😀  This past school year has been rough, both academically and personally.  I can’t describe how relieved I am that it’s over.  However, today’s relief is also matched by my current uncertainty of the future.

I did not finish my Master’s degree last semester.  I unintentionally failed a required class.  I am three credits short of an MA in Education.  Believe it or not, I’m okay–even happy now–about not getting my Master’s.  This particular program was not what I really wanted to study.  Honestly, the only reason I picked it was because a few other well-meaning people recommended that I do it.  I can see why they thought an MA in Education was the best option for me (hence why I decided to do it), and it did allow me to continue taking dance classes as a grad student, but the program was not personally gratifying for me at all, especially when compared to my BA in dance.  I literally put blood, sweat, and tears into that one, and it felt so awesome when I graduated and got my diploma for it.  I know that I’ll feel happy about earning a Master’s degree if it’s in a field I’m passionate about.  Assuming that I’m accepted into the program, as soon as I get the chance, I’m going back to get the MA degree that I’ve wanted for years.  Thankfully, because of some of the graduate level classes I’ve already taken, it should only take me two semesters and one summer class to finish.

I finished student teaching earlier this month.  The time I spent at that school seemed to drag on and fly by at the same time.  It was definitely a learning experience about teaching and myself.

With no more student teaching, no more classes, no more seminars to attend, and no graduate assistantship, I now have an abundance of time on my hands until I find a job.  I still teach ballet at a local studio and will start teaching ballet to figure skaters very shortly, and I pet-sit/house-sit, but otherwise, I have not had much of a schedule.  This is the earliest beginning to summer break I’ve ever had.

From the get-go, I have known that my field, dance education, is not an easy field in which to find work.  The education market nowadays is saturated, and dance is not a widely taught subject area in schools.  I’m still looking for work as a teacher, but I’m also looking for anything else to get by:  office work, restaurant work, etc.  Nothing came of my most recent job app (a secretarial position for a truck repair company), so the job hunt continues.  It’s tedious, but Dusty and Kirby are great company as I research jobs and type resumes.

I went to an art fair in my hometown last weekend.  This art fair has taken place every year for the last 12 years, and I finally went to it for the first time last weekend.  I’d wanted to go years beforehand, but something else, usually final exams, kept me from attending.  I had a great time there.  I ran into and caught up with some of my high school teachers and the janitor who always cleaned the auditorium and the building where the music classrooms were.  I saw my amazing choir teacher perform in a singing trio that she is a part of.  I saw dozens of artists’ best work, including some dance-themed pieces, that made me miss art class.  I haven’t taken a studio art class since my senior year of high school.  Unless you count photos I’ve taken, it’s been years since I’ve tried to create any sort of artwork.  I miss being alone and letting my artistic ideas run wild as I try to make something beautiful on paper.  As a dance teacher who is choreographing a piece for the studio’s recital, I do have a chance to let my ideas run wild in an open space (somewhat literally), but there is just something about sitting in absolute silence while I draw, sketch, erase, paint, shade, etc.  I always tell myself that I’m saving my visual art days for when my body permanently falls apart and can’t dance anymore.  Even though I take precautions, knowing my luck with injuries and such, I would not be surprised if that happened.

I am thankful that I occasionally get to visit my most recent alma mater and that it isn’t too far away from where I live now.  I spent six and a half years living there (I went straight into grad school after earning my BA), so the campus became home, and some of the people there became my family.  I got sick of dorm life a while back and have no desire to live on campus again, but I still love visiting and catching up with my Missouri family whenever I get the chance.

Other than that, there isn’t much to report.  I’ll post some entries on specific thoughts and events a little later on.  In this post, I just wanted to give you a summary of my life nowadays.

Thanks for stopping by!  Come back soon!