the first day of the rest of my life
Yeah, I know everyday is. But today just feels like the beginning, even if stuff had been brewing prior to today. Gets? No?
I don't blame you, it's been a long day for me, and I'm not sure if I'm coherent. Not even to myself. But I try.
So while waiting for people to reply to my favorite song meme (please guess, please? Phone-in and YM guesses will be acknowledged), I might as well talk about the inanity I felt all day, despite it being THE day from which the universe springs. I overspeak on this because today is the day I actually started working on my thesis again. Damn, the last time I actively worked on my thesis was August? Or September? My thesis adviser asked me to stop writing it first because the defense will definitely change a lot of things. Oh, was she soooooo on the money. Coupled with my rustiness at writing this thesis, I also have too many corrections/recommendations on my plate. So even if I've got my defense all over with, it took me three whole days to force myself to even look at my c/r's. And it took me all day to revise the first three pages. It was like pulling teeth! After that, I told myself, no sense to overwork yourself, you've got all of Monday and Tuesday to pull more rooted teeth. That is, if I don't get caught up in the spirit of Hallowe'en and All Saints' Day. Which I just might do, knowing escapist little me.
But I think three pages is a job well done. If nothing more, I at least redefined what the thesis was about. Yay. Seriously.
That task done, I rummaged through my files to look for old readings from college that I might be able to use for these classes I'm going to teach in Benilde next term. (Oh did I mention that? I'm going to be a teacher. Well, I hope they still hire me, they might have looked at my CV and said, "Aw gawd, she's published? She was a frickin' critic? There's no way we can afford her now!") And I look through those readings, at first wondering why I never bothered to read them when I was a student, and holy carp, I figure out why - they're super boring. As in super.
So now, I'm figuring out what to keep, what to throw out. My liebie would be so proud.
And then, after that, I'm going to plan my syllabus for next term. I'm actually quite excited about planning the syllabus, I'm quite the big geek that way. See what I mean by the first day of the rest of my life.
So, meanwhile, maybe you'd like to guess my favorite songs. Please?
I don't blame you, it's been a long day for me, and I'm not sure if I'm coherent. Not even to myself. But I try.
So while waiting for people to reply to my favorite song meme (please guess, please? Phone-in and YM guesses will be acknowledged), I might as well talk about the inanity I felt all day, despite it being THE day from which the universe springs. I overspeak on this because today is the day I actually started working on my thesis again. Damn, the last time I actively worked on my thesis was August? Or September? My thesis adviser asked me to stop writing it first because the defense will definitely change a lot of things. Oh, was she soooooo on the money. Coupled with my rustiness at writing this thesis, I also have too many corrections/recommendations on my plate. So even if I've got my defense all over with, it took me three whole days to force myself to even look at my c/r's. And it took me all day to revise the first three pages. It was like pulling teeth! After that, I told myself, no sense to overwork yourself, you've got all of Monday and Tuesday to pull more rooted teeth. That is, if I don't get caught up in the spirit of Hallowe'en and All Saints' Day. Which I just might do, knowing escapist little me.
But I think three pages is a job well done. If nothing more, I at least redefined what the thesis was about. Yay. Seriously.
That task done, I rummaged through my files to look for old readings from college that I might be able to use for these classes I'm going to teach in Benilde next term. (Oh did I mention that? I'm going to be a teacher. Well, I hope they still hire me, they might have looked at my CV and said, "Aw gawd, she's published? She was a frickin' critic? There's no way we can afford her now!") And I look through those readings, at first wondering why I never bothered to read them when I was a student, and holy carp, I figure out why - they're super boring. As in super.
So now, I'm figuring out what to keep, what to throw out. My liebie would be so proud.
And then, after that, I'm going to plan my syllabus for next term. I'm actually quite excited about planning the syllabus, I'm quite the big geek that way. See what I mean by the first day of the rest of my life.
So, meanwhile, maybe you'd like to guess my favorite songs. Please?