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whenever I'm feeling down, it can be the smallest moments that lift me up.
research has been stressing me. I'm alone most the day with my books, and it's tough seeing people because everyone is so busy. my closest friends are at home for the summer, and while I do get out often enough, spending most of my day by myself is taking it's toll. I told myself, It'll be better when I'm in Disney with Jon's family. it kind of was, but not entirely. so I told myself, It'll be better when I'm home. and it was, but not entirely.
then Mom and I went to Barnes and Noble on tuesday. we'd had lunch at our favorite place, Coffee Roasters (on Broadway, across from a porn store, hahahahaha. oh Newburgh), then decided to see The Devil Wears Prada. we had about an hour until the next showing, so we went to B&N. while there, I just suddenly got wrapped up in the books. there was a new issue of my favorite magazine, Mental Floss (it's an obscure but absolutely hilarious mag for knowledge junkies). then I found a table with works from C.S Lewis (of Narnia fame), and I'd been meaning to read some of his other stuff. so I looked around, trying to decide what to buy. I found other books, other authors I wanted to read, and was just lost in the books. it sounds so nerdy, but I really can get lost in the idea of words, of words as art, of words as expression. Mom told me she'd buy me a book ( just like the old days, haha), and I finally settled on Interpreter of Maladies by Jhumpa Lahiri. I'd read a bit when I worked with Petra at NFA last summer and decided I liked it. also picked up David Sedaris' Me Talk Pretty One Day. I'd read it a few years ago, but had borrowed it from Darley. such an incredibly funny book, I reread a bit yesterday and even reading it a second time I was still laughing.
so, yeah. books and words and thoughts about words as expression.....makes me happy.
I picked up another book the other day called I'm an English Major-Now What? with all these ideas for finding careers. it's fun to think about that stuff.....terrifying, but fun. I'm still considering the Masters of Library Science thing....I want to work for a bit, hopefully in publishing, but I may wind up going back to school for Library Science. it sounds majorly nerdy (my dad thought it'd be funny to tease me with "I always thought you'd look good with a bun on your head"), but it's a job I could take annnnnyywhere. I don't even have to be stuck in a library...I can work for any place that has archives. of course, what I'd love would be to work in a place like the Morgan or something where there's a ridiculous collection of rare and first edition books, but yeah. I could live anywhere with that degree and find work. and they pay pretty well, which is quite a nice perk.
it's been a bit difficult explaining to family my plans for grad school. I still don't know what I want to do with my life yet, and I don't think it's fair or wise to lock myself into a grad program and degree without a goal. I could do the MLIS, yeah, but I don't know if that's what I want. I could hide in grad school, get a degree in English Lit, but then what? my dad's worried I won't have insurance and that it'd be difficult to go back to school after being out (both legitimate worries), but what can I do? I think I made him nervous when I joked that worse case scenerio, Starbucks gives its employees benefits. ha. that'd please my father. his only daughter, honors student her whole life, graduating college with above a 3.5 GPA with an Honors Degree with Distinction after spending a year writing a thesis, only to have my first job be at Starbucks. but, ya know, gotta be prepared for worse case scenerio....I don't have much real world experience....a lot of kids interested in publishing do internships and wind up editor of their literary mag, and me? I have an internship in film and research on medieval lit. hope for the best, expect the worst.
going out to a club in Philly tonite with Steph, club flow. that should be a good time. maybe I can FINALLY get my dance on. stupid Kahunaville, such a "hot spot" and then the one night I go there's a shitty cover band. haha, the club she wants to go to next week is a gay club on fridays.....I would be seriously amused. and hey, then I could dance however the hell I want and not have to worry about guys hitting on me. awesome.
family time this weekend was great though. the reunion was saturday....crazy party. there were easily 50 people at my house, and only 11 were directly related to me. gotta love my parents' friends, lol. my cousin Mike was there. he's such an awesome kid. 16 years old, and is so easy to have a conversation with. he wants to look at Delware for school :-D! and my grandmother. ooooooh, grandma. told me "don't forget to invite me to the big day" on her way out the door. and she didn't mean my graduation. I think my dad shat himself, lol. she's hilarious, I swear. she doesn't mean to be, but she is. she's 86, 87 I think? and still got a fresh Irish accent.
time to get back to work.......
research has been stressing me. I'm alone most the day with my books, and it's tough seeing people because everyone is so busy. my closest friends are at home for the summer, and while I do get out often enough, spending most of my day by myself is taking it's toll. I told myself, It'll be better when I'm in Disney with Jon's family. it kind of was, but not entirely. so I told myself, It'll be better when I'm home. and it was, but not entirely.
then Mom and I went to Barnes and Noble on tuesday. we'd had lunch at our favorite place, Coffee Roasters (on Broadway, across from a porn store, hahahahaha. oh Newburgh), then decided to see The Devil Wears Prada. we had about an hour until the next showing, so we went to B&N. while there, I just suddenly got wrapped up in the books. there was a new issue of my favorite magazine, Mental Floss (it's an obscure but absolutely hilarious mag for knowledge junkies). then I found a table with works from C.S Lewis (of Narnia fame), and I'd been meaning to read some of his other stuff. so I looked around, trying to decide what to buy. I found other books, other authors I wanted to read, and was just lost in the books. it sounds so nerdy, but I really can get lost in the idea of words, of words as art, of words as expression. Mom told me she'd buy me a book ( just like the old days, haha), and I finally settled on Interpreter of Maladies by Jhumpa Lahiri. I'd read a bit when I worked with Petra at NFA last summer and decided I liked it. also picked up David Sedaris' Me Talk Pretty One Day. I'd read it a few years ago, but had borrowed it from Darley. such an incredibly funny book, I reread a bit yesterday and even reading it a second time I was still laughing.
so, yeah. books and words and thoughts about words as expression.....makes me happy.
I picked up another book the other day called I'm an English Major-Now What? with all these ideas for finding careers. it's fun to think about that stuff.....terrifying, but fun. I'm still considering the Masters of Library Science thing....I want to work for a bit, hopefully in publishing, but I may wind up going back to school for Library Science. it sounds majorly nerdy (my dad thought it'd be funny to tease me with "I always thought you'd look good with a bun on your head"), but it's a job I could take annnnnyywhere. I don't even have to be stuck in a library...I can work for any place that has archives. of course, what I'd love would be to work in a place like the Morgan or something where there's a ridiculous collection of rare and first edition books, but yeah. I could live anywhere with that degree and find work. and they pay pretty well, which is quite a nice perk.
it's been a bit difficult explaining to family my plans for grad school. I still don't know what I want to do with my life yet, and I don't think it's fair or wise to lock myself into a grad program and degree without a goal. I could do the MLIS, yeah, but I don't know if that's what I want. I could hide in grad school, get a degree in English Lit, but then what? my dad's worried I won't have insurance and that it'd be difficult to go back to school after being out (both legitimate worries), but what can I do? I think I made him nervous when I joked that worse case scenerio, Starbucks gives its employees benefits. ha. that'd please my father. his only daughter, honors student her whole life, graduating college with above a 3.5 GPA with an Honors Degree with Distinction after spending a year writing a thesis, only to have my first job be at Starbucks. but, ya know, gotta be prepared for worse case scenerio....I don't have much real world experience....a lot of kids interested in publishing do internships and wind up editor of their literary mag, and me? I have an internship in film and research on medieval lit. hope for the best, expect the worst.
going out to a club in Philly tonite with Steph, club flow. that should be a good time. maybe I can FINALLY get my dance on. stupid Kahunaville, such a "hot spot" and then the one night I go there's a shitty cover band. haha, the club she wants to go to next week is a gay club on fridays.....I would be seriously amused. and hey, then I could dance however the hell I want and not have to worry about guys hitting on me. awesome.
family time this weekend was great though. the reunion was saturday....crazy party. there were easily 50 people at my house, and only 11 were directly related to me. gotta love my parents' friends, lol. my cousin Mike was there. he's such an awesome kid. 16 years old, and is so easy to have a conversation with. he wants to look at Delware for school :-D! and my grandmother. ooooooh, grandma. told me "don't forget to invite me to the big day" on her way out the door. and she didn't mean my graduation. I think my dad shat himself, lol. she's hilarious, I swear. she doesn't mean to be, but she is. she's 86, 87 I think? and still got a fresh Irish accent.
time to get back to work.......