Oh, I did a thing: I’s a Terp.
I had no intention of returning back to school, but God opened a wide door and I kept falling into it. I remember praying one morning in February, “God, I don’t know what’s next. But You do. Give me some direction, a sign.” A few moments later, I find an email from an Assistant Dean inquiring whether or not I wanted to finish the grad school application process, which I had started and quit in November. I talked to him and was convinced this could be a viable move. In brevity, over the course of the next few weeks and months, I gained access (y’all know I love that word ); I was welcomed with open arms, I met legends in my field, and eventually gained the courage to finish the application. Ya boy got accepted, b (more on this later ). Many months later, I found myself on a seemingly fruitless search for a Graduate Assistantship (GA ) and had no success. Until this very last week. I had two GA interviews and a GA offer from my college. Isn’t He faithful? Isn’t He loving? Isn’t He on time? Isn’t He God?
So now, this guy’s ending his first week of grad school with a GA in his department.
Following the heck out of his dreams and not taking no for an answer.
We changing the world and killing the game. Join me.
Oh, and keep a G prayed up them. They be wylin with they grades here.