*flops over in exhaustion*
I had a moment last night. The students and former students know what I'm talking about: a moment in which a college student, nearly finished with classes and faced with the dilemma of what Real Life on the other side of graduation might be like, falls to their knees in an overdramatically overwhelmed manner and worries aloud and loudly about THE FUTURRRRRRRRRRE!
I went a little crazy last night.
Of course, it started with chatting with my mom about grad school, going in the same old circle of she-wants-me-to-apply-and-I-really-don't-want-to. After I got home from my midnight shift and found myself with too much time to think about it, I went looking for the two programs my Rhetoric and now Thesis prof recommended. Long Beach is accepting applications until May but has a pretty literature-based program, which I don't really want. Purdue has a good writing and rhetoric graduate program, with admissions due...tomorrow. This includes letters of recommendation, transcripts, and GRE scores.
I haven't taken the GRE.
Of course, looking all this up at half past one in the morning is terrible for one's self-esteem, so I decided to assague my worries by going on Twitter and making sure the job I wanted was still open.
It's not.
Cue me going AAAAAAAAAAA and searching around on the websites I frequent for job openings. I finally sent my resume in to deals.woot (yes, the same website that does shirt.woot) at two in the morning to apply for their Forum Moderator position. We'll see how that one goes.
The long and short of this is, I am a crazy person and my next conversation with my mother pertaining to grad school will probably not be a pretty one. Huz-zah.
On a happier note, Project Runway's new season starts tonight and I'm heading to Disneyland tomorrow with lynxgriffin. We've probably missed Tiana's Riverboat Jubilee or whatever it was, but it's still Disneyland with two Annual Passes and that is awesome.
Crazy times at Pepperdine High University.
I went a little crazy last night.
Of course, it started with chatting with my mom about grad school, going in the same old circle of she-wants-me-to-apply-and-I-really-don't-want-to. After I got home from my midnight shift and found myself with too much time to think about it, I went looking for the two programs my Rhetoric and now Thesis prof recommended. Long Beach is accepting applications until May but has a pretty literature-based program, which I don't really want. Purdue has a good writing and rhetoric graduate program, with admissions due...tomorrow. This includes letters of recommendation, transcripts, and GRE scores.
I haven't taken the GRE.
Of course, looking all this up at half past one in the morning is terrible for one's self-esteem, so I decided to assague my worries by going on Twitter and making sure the job I wanted was still open.
It's not.
Cue me going AAAAAAAAAAA and searching around on the websites I frequent for job openings. I finally sent my resume in to deals.woot (yes, the same website that does shirt.woot) at two in the morning to apply for their Forum Moderator position. We'll see how that one goes.
The long and short of this is, I am a crazy person and my next conversation with my mother pertaining to grad school will probably not be a pretty one. Huz-zah.
On a happier note, Project Runway's new season starts tonight and I'm heading to Disneyland tomorrow with lynxgriffin. We've probably missed Tiana's Riverboat Jubilee or whatever it was, but it's still Disneyland with two Annual Passes and that is awesome.
Crazy times at Pepperdine High University.