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Friday, September 17, 2004

back to school?

So earlier this week I began the seasonal freak-out session. This is the time of year where- by every good student goes back to school. I was a good student once, or atleast I thought I was; and I want to go back to school....atleast I think I do. I stayed up one night this week until 3AM looking at grad schools online and sending e-mails requesting information. The thought of filling out applications, writing essays, getting my recommendations straightened away, etc. gives me this tense feeling in my stomach and I'm pretty sure I would rather throw-up than go through the experience of graduate school pomp and circumstance again. I jumped into grad school the first time rather unprepared and unsure of myself. I thought that a year and a half to straighten myself out would be enough...but obviously it is not becuase I really don't feel that much more sure of myself. I need a sign, some motivation...something to help me feel like applying again would be a success and worth my while. More than that I need confirmation that going back to school is what God really wants for my life right now and that I'm not forcing something becuase I am stubborn and proud. I need some ice cream.

3 Comments:

  • Yes! Ice Cream! We have lots in our freezer (of course)! I wish I could afford to send Greaters in the mail, that would definately be comforting. Miss ya

    By Blogger John, at 9:35 AM  

  • Well, clearly I'm not the one to consult on making major life-direction decisions.

    Then again, look what grad school did for me. Maybe I am a sign.

    Or maybe I'm just a whiner. Either way, feel free to mock me!! I'm at least good for that.

    You want a sign. Here it is: If a lemur eats a rutabaga during the third moon, then it is so.

    By Blogger Unknown, at 5:57 PM  

  • Hey you! How are you? I saw pictures of you on one of your roommates blogs. You look tan. And I'm proud to see you eating chocolate chips.

    By Blogger John, at 10:10 PM  

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