Friday, October 31st, 2003 • 1 Comment
So, I’m going with the MA in English. Provided, of course, they accept me. Since the deadline is tomorrow and I have yet to get my transcripts in, I don’t know what my odds are of attending classes in January. Oh well.
Can I just say, 500 word essays suck? Personal and professional goals suck. How ‘bout you take my money and just let me go to school. How about that, huh? No, I’m not grumpy. I would just rather draw a pretty picture with flowers and smiley faces than write a stupid essay about goals. My goal: to be a student. My goal: to go to class. My goal: to get a degree in something reasonably useful. Those are goals, but I can’t write that. Noooo… I have to write something along the lines of:
“My reasons for wanting to attend graduate school are based on my own need to learn as well as a desire to give something back. I can think of no better way to give of myself than to share my passion and creativity and I can think of no better place to spend the rest of my life than in a classroom, whether as a student or as a teacher.”
Blah. Crap. Garbage. But what do you want for 1:30 in the morning? I should scrawl that across the bottom of my essay. Maybe add a smiley face to take the edge off.
Thursday, October 30th, 2003 • 1 Comment
I should be writing my grad school application essay. The deadline is November 1, which is Saturday.
S A T U R D A Y
You’d think, given that it is Wednesday (technically Thursday morning), that I would be working on it. You’d think. I can’t decide if my lack of initiative is a reflection of a) my apathy about grad school, b) my inability to decide whether to pursue a MA in English or Humanities or c) just another sign of a creative mind (like a messy desk, which I also have).
A) I’m not apathetic about grad school, just the application process. I live to learn, love to learn, want to learn. A mind is a terrible thing to waste and all that. I love academia, I love writing papers (I admit I’m a little twisted), I love cute professors and Starbucks coffee (that last is not a tangent, there is a Starbucks at ODU). However, since it took me twelve years and four colleges to finish my undergrad education, I am sick of the paperwork involved. I just want to magically apply and be accepted and start attending classes. Is that too much to ask? Truly?
B) The fact that I cannot decide between the MA in English and the MA in Humanities should bother me more this close to the deadline. And yet, it doesn’t. Mostly because I’m not returning to school for any other reason than I
school. The Humanities degree interests me because I can pretty much design my own program with classes in a variety of disciplines. However, just because I don’t intend to use my degree any time soon doesn’t mean that I don’t want it to have some practical use down the road. For some reason, a MA in Humanities strikes me as being about as valuable as a degree in Philosophy. Which is to say, not very. So, I’ll probably end up an English major, again. Sigh.
C) Creative minds are messy, procrastinating minds. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
So, when they say the deadline is November 1, do you think they mean they have to receive my application by November 1 or that it has to be postmarked by November 1? The answer to that question could determine how soon I go to bed.
Monday, October 27th, 2003 • No Comments
It has been suggested that I go camping in the woods for Christmas. Me, who has never been camping. Me, whose idea of a vacation includes turn down service and a chocolate on my pillow. Me. Camping. Ha. That’s funny.
On the other hand, there is something simple and appealing about the idea of camping for Christmas. It seems decidedly un-commercial and un-hurried and that appeals to me. But notice I said “the idea of camping for Christmas.” Ideas do not necessarily mesh with reality and I’m not sure I’m ready to give up Christmas for an experiment in roughing it.
So… we’ll see Jae, we’ll see.