So I graduated with my master’s degree.
Yeah. Kind of a big deal. Now I really have to be a grown-up. I am done with
school - at least in my foreseeable future, seeing as the thought of a Ph.D.
(read “dissertation”) makes me want to cry. I would be lying if I said this
prospect didn’t scare me at the beginning of my last semester, because it absolutely
did. But I’ll say good-bye to the life I’ve known for the past 18 years
(that of a student) and grow up, or at least pretend to. That’s surreal. It’s also
terribly exciting, but don’t forget the surreal part.
The past two years have taught me a lot. Yes, the classes have been educational, but life has been even more instructive. Here are some of the things Grad School has taught me:
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Sometimes growing up
just plain sucks, but there is a method to the madness. At least some of the
time.
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Pretty sure that now
I certifiably have Movie ADD. I love movies, but I’ve arguably perfected the
art of multi-tasking and have practiced mostly while “watching” movies for the
past two years. Now if I sit down to watch a movie I feel like I have to be
doing something else while I watch it. I’m excited and anxious to break this
habit.
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I believe in skimming.
Abstracts are my best friend. Oh yes. You may be tempted to do that with this
post and by all means, I won’t stop you. Skim on.
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People matter.
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I hate Walmart. Love
Pizza, but hate Walmart.
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Parents have this strange
way of getting smarter as you/they age.
