If I do not get to be done with this loathful school path at the end of these three and half months, I am going to have my personal version of a severe psychotic episode of screaming silently into the void and ripping out every stand of my hair. Hypothetically.

I went to this internship meeting with the faculty and the cohort that is supposed to be graduating next spring. There was information about getting registered for the licensing exam that is only given in October and April. They had better get on it now because it takes several months to get on the testing roster. I had a feeling about this, that somewhere a ball was going to be dropped.

The lady with the non-existent syllabus looked at me with the deer in the headlights look when I asked, “Is there still time for me to get signed up to take the NCE this fall?” The other test I have been studying for on and off for months is no longer part of the program requirements, because too many people were failing it. They’ve switched now to a simpler exam that I still have to take.

The teacher who I had class with before and after that meeting said he was going to follow up with it. I have no idea who to blame. My advisor? This other teacher who is in charge of communication about the tests? Me for not being more on the ball when I knew that this was something I was going to have to do eventually? I asked about the CECE in the spring, but not about the NCE.

I have one semester left and I refuse to do another. All I have to do is get through these next few months and do my homework. If my licensure is delayed I frankly don’t care that much. So I would have to wait a few more months to put this misery behind me.