mrs-roboto's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Still Here Oh diary, I do miss the days of leisurely entering the details of my mundane little life. As things are, I barely have a minute to spare. Grad school is not quite what I expected or maybe it just takes some getting used to. There are certain elements of academia that didn't bother me at 18 that now send me over the edge. Wasting time on what I consider common sense issues has been a problem. Also the way the program is structured I am with the same 26 individuals all the way through. Roughly six of them are dumb as rocks. Those same six people seem to always need to comment on the aforementioned common sense issues. Brevity and being concise are not among their strongest qualities. It's funny, I have spent a good portion of my education waiting for the idiots to be weeded out. I remember when I started honors classes in high school, I thought for sure they'd be idiot free. Of course, they were filled with morons. Undergrad, I figured, especially the type of classes I was to take, would be filled with smart people. Not so much. And now, even at the grad school level, the stupid people seem to sneak through. Such is life. There are good things about grad school too. There are some phenomenal people in my class: the woman who runs the shelter for runaway teens, the lady who operates the no-kill animal shelter, the guy who works with Alzheimer's patients. And we have toured some wonderful organizations that really contribute to the community. I know more about the history of my industry then I did when I began. That's all very positive. I'm also being exposed to a more diverse group of people which is important. Lets face it, I love my friends but we are all pretty similar - liberal, well educated, urban, etc. Our political discussions are more like political agreements. With this new group of people I've been linked to, perhaps I'll gain some perspective. Work continues. I go there and then I go to school. Lather, rinse, repeat. Sometimes I feel like a walking zombie. Other times I feel empowered and motivated. It all comes in waves. There have been good moments. We just got back from a getaway in Vancouver where I had the most delicious meal at Vij's and enjoyed many, many drinks with Oh-Sweet-Pea and C. I have tickets to the upcoming New Pornographers show. We just planned a trip to Belize for Christmas break. There is a caramel macchiato making it's way to my desk as we speak. I'm all signed up as a volunteer with an organization that helps girls ages 9-12 realize their athletic abilities through running. My work outs are solid despite my busy schedule (still getting up at the butt crack of dawn). Two dear friends announced their engagements. The Corpse Bride is coming out in eight days and my sister is visiting me over the weekend. It feels like Autumn, a mixture of cool, fresh air filled with promise and falling leaves changing to a melancholy brown as summer drifts out of sight. 4:00 p.m. - 2005-09-14 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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