A practice of knowledge; a practice for life
It is official, my first semester of graduate school is complete. I made it, and I only thought about quitting ten thousand times. Well, maybe not ten thousand but a few. I probably shouldn't admit that, but then again, I have made a commitment to speak my truth even if it is not what people want to hear, or if it changes people's perception of me. Regardless of my sturggle to manage time well, I love the program, and consider…
