not dead
Where the hell did September go?
No really, I swear it was right here like a minute ago. Maybe it fell behind the bed...
Anyway, I'm not actually dead, just got wrapped up in school and going back and forth between here and Maryland and I forgot my darling little LJ here. There hasn't been much to report, though at some point I had every intention of writing about (and including pictures of) my trip to upstate New York, the beginning of the semester, my thesis project, and other such things.
Yeah, that didn't quite happen. I'll get around to it eventually! I swear.
This semester has been kicking my ass and flying by in the worst way. I got things worked out with my thesis committee, so that's great, and now I just need to start writing shit. I have a meeting with them at the end of the month and I need SOMETHING to show for it. I'm not sure what that something is going to be yet, to be honest. Maybe an annotated bibliography. Or like. An introduction or something. Or something.
I've started filling out applications to PhD programs, which has me in a world of woe. Mostly from a financial stand point, since I have to pay the application fees, then to have my test scores mailed out. I'm almost feeling a little overwhelmed by the language requirements - most programs want a reading proficiency in at least two languages. I have Old English covered, but it's been five years since I took Latin and I remember that being a pain in my ass... Some universities require extra languages on top of that for medievalists, like... Middle Welsh or something else obscure. I know my advisor/thesis director could help out with this, she knows stuff like that.
I started really freaking out about it, then I realized that I have another month and a half before the first of the deadlines rolls in, so I have time to actually get my stuff in order. So, for now, the applications are started, saved, and I'll fill them out between panic attacks about my future.
You know, the one I have absolutely no plan for. Plan B (dropping out and co-founding a band of gypsies) is looking increasingly appealing.
I realize this entry sounds really angsty, but to be honest I'm not in a huge state of woe. I just got a little overwhelmed today but I think that's because I didn't get enough sleep last night. I have a few calls for papers that look promising, my fingers are crossed. I need to do more conferences and some of these actually look really fun and they're right up my alley.... and in driving distance.
Alrighty, now it's time for bed. Tomorrow: book-making.
No really, I swear it was right here like a minute ago. Maybe it fell behind the bed...
Anyway, I'm not actually dead, just got wrapped up in school and going back and forth between here and Maryland and I forgot my darling little LJ here. There hasn't been much to report, though at some point I had every intention of writing about (and including pictures of) my trip to upstate New York, the beginning of the semester, my thesis project, and other such things.
Yeah, that didn't quite happen. I'll get around to it eventually! I swear.
This semester has been kicking my ass and flying by in the worst way. I got things worked out with my thesis committee, so that's great, and now I just need to start writing shit. I have a meeting with them at the end of the month and I need SOMETHING to show for it. I'm not sure what that something is going to be yet, to be honest. Maybe an annotated bibliography. Or like. An introduction or something. Or something.
I've started filling out applications to PhD programs, which has me in a world of woe. Mostly from a financial stand point, since I have to pay the application fees, then to have my test scores mailed out. I'm almost feeling a little overwhelmed by the language requirements - most programs want a reading proficiency in at least two languages. I have Old English covered, but it's been five years since I took Latin and I remember that being a pain in my ass... Some universities require extra languages on top of that for medievalists, like... Middle Welsh or something else obscure. I know my advisor/thesis director could help out with this, she knows stuff like that.
I started really freaking out about it, then I realized that I have another month and a half before the first of the deadlines rolls in, so I have time to actually get my stuff in order. So, for now, the applications are started, saved, and I'll fill them out between panic attacks about my future.
You know, the one I have absolutely no plan for. Plan B (dropping out and co-founding a band of gypsies) is looking increasingly appealing.
I realize this entry sounds really angsty, but to be honest I'm not in a huge state of woe. I just got a little overwhelmed today but I think that's because I didn't get enough sleep last night. I have a few calls for papers that look promising, my fingers are crossed. I need to do more conferences and some of these actually look really fun and they're right up my alley.... and in driving distance.
Alrighty, now it's time for bed. Tomorrow: book-making.