well, here we are...
Made it through my first week of grad school with only minor meltdown issues. Looks like I'll have roughly... oh... 35 to 40 hours of reading a week plus papers, which I'll have to fit into 3-5 days a week (2 days are entirely eaten up by classes). Anxiety-provoking, but dealable I guess.
Making it to the next great hurdle of my life, though, definitely inspires a sort of existential crisis, which was further fueled by my professor asking all of us to tell the class "who we were and what we were about". Kinda freaked out when I couldn't come up with anything. I'm fighting the feeling of being an empty shell of a person who will just do what is asked of her.
I'm also missing a LOT of people, mostly from NYC, since I really feel like being at NYU was the first time I had a stable group of amazing people as friends. I'm making new friends now, but I can never keep myself from glancing back and mourning losses.... I'm very sad that I lost Sara, after the number of years that we remained friends. I had so many memories. It seems that $1300 is able to dissolve a strong, long-lasting friendship. I have to say it doesn't feel worth it. But after losing the friendship with no seeming possibility of recovery, I guess I'd really like my money back.
Damned rainy autumn days of September...
Making it to the next great hurdle of my life, though, definitely inspires a sort of existential crisis, which was further fueled by my professor asking all of us to tell the class "who we were and what we were about". Kinda freaked out when I couldn't come up with anything. I'm fighting the feeling of being an empty shell of a person who will just do what is asked of her.
I'm also missing a LOT of people, mostly from NYC, since I really feel like being at NYU was the first time I had a stable group of amazing people as friends. I'm making new friends now, but I can never keep myself from glancing back and mourning losses.... I'm very sad that I lost Sara, after the number of years that we remained friends. I had so many memories. It seems that $1300 is able to dissolve a strong, long-lasting friendship. I have to say it doesn't feel worth it. But after losing the friendship with no seeming possibility of recovery, I guess I'd really like my money back.
Damned rainy autumn days of September...