Errrr
I'm so sick of all of this grad school crap. Back when I was applying for my undergrad admission, I didn't really care where I went to college. I knew that I didn't want to go to school in PA, but other than that the only school I went to see was Rutgers. At the point when other kids were sending out 10-12 applications, I still hadn't even paid my Rutgers application fee...and had applied to no other colleges. I just didn't care.
I'm sure I've written about that before...
and ...well, I feel that way again.
I know that after next fall, my last semester here, I get an 8-9 month break until I have to go to class again.
Somewhere. Everyone says to apply to a bunch of places. I just...lack the motivation to do that. There's a guy at McGill who wants to study with me, and it would be awesome to live in Montreal.
But I don't want to let myself fall into that trap of 'only applying to one school' yet again. I can't take that risk with something as important as grad school. My filling out a dearth of applications is important especially because Steve and I have to get into schools that are close together...
I've been feeling very ...detached...lately, though. I can't figure out what's wrong, as usual. Perhaps it's my annual 'mid-spring-semester burnout' ...I'm going home next weekend, so I can try to get a job or something. I need money.
Errr...
I'm sure I've written about that before...
and ...well, I feel that way again.
I know that after next fall, my last semester here, I get an 8-9 month break until I have to go to class again.
Somewhere. Everyone says to apply to a bunch of places. I just...lack the motivation to do that. There's a guy at McGill who wants to study with me, and it would be awesome to live in Montreal.
But I don't want to let myself fall into that trap of 'only applying to one school' yet again. I can't take that risk with something as important as grad school. My filling out a dearth of applications is important especially because Steve and I have to get into schools that are close together...
I've been feeling very ...detached...lately, though. I can't figure out what's wrong, as usual. Perhaps it's my annual 'mid-spring-semester burnout' ...I'm going home next weekend, so I can try to get a job or something. I need money.
Errr...