And furthermore, how can it possibly be half over?
A glimpse into my life: I have a high stress, low-paying job at a nonprofit. I am taking the GRE in two weekends, and have yet to study any of the math. My earliest grad school application is due on December 1st--my portfolio is only halfway done, my actual applications are nowhere near complete, and my personal statement? What personal statement?
I would despair and give up completely if I didn't think I'd kill myself if I don't get out of this job and into school next year. I must go to school again. There couldn't be a better time, economically speaking, and I am fit for little else, let's be honest. Working makes me frazzled and tired, and I am really a much more interesting and worthwhile person when I am chill, rested, and have been flexing my intellectual and creative muscles. My poor, poor brain. Right now it's like a damn competitive hot dog-eating contest in there--all flab and atrophy.
I would prefer it were otherwise. Hence my campaign to A. care about work only as much as they pay me to (and that ain't much, kiddos), and B. Do nothing for the next three weeks but study, write, apply, and stalk that last professor who has yet to write my damn letter of recommendation .
Oh yeah, and get my hair cut tomorrow. And see my sister. And maybe spend four minutes with my boyfriend without yawning and/or wearing sweatpants.
And so the time has come for me to put my head down and power through the next month or so. Until it is over, I will daydream of the good old days in Spain when life was all wine and siestas.
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ha! don't worry about the math. who needs algebra when one can simply talk one's way out of any situation with meaningless rhetoric?
"well, what's more important than what x equals are the implications that its x-ness has upon the larger equation. is it equal? we may never know. thank you."
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