T'is September. I am happy for that. It's been on and off autumn weather and I wish it would be here for good.
Life has officially settled down, but I'm still overwhelmed with homework and need to put together a schedule somehow. I hate being a procrastinator, but you can't really help it when you're busy with other things all of the time. I have a five page paper due on Tuesday and I only have tomorrow to finish it. Five pages isn't that much, but I feel like every word has to be important in graduate school. I feel like this assignment could've been three pages and it would've sufficed for what I have to write about. I hate bullshitting to fill up space. The assignment I worked on today had to be two pages and I was suffering through that even. I just don't think I'm a wordy person. I can get to my point fairly efficiently. Maybe I'm not able to expand on my thoughts as much as I should, or maybe I just don't have enough thoughts in general! Oh, the things I worry about.
One thing that's really bothering me lately is feeling like I have to hang out with Philip all the time. Especially now with class two nights a week, it's insane trying to literally "fit him in." I feel like I have Thursday and Monday to work on school and that's it and it's really not enough. So that's weird. He's moving to Danvers soon. He found an apartment there for $350 a month, which is actually great for him. A good 15-20 minute drive to work/my house, but whatever. I hope he likes it, but I'm sure there will be something crazy to complain about, as there always is.
One day at a time. And those days go so fast.
Life has officially settled down, but I'm still overwhelmed with homework and need to put together a schedule somehow. I hate being a procrastinator, but you can't really help it when you're busy with other things all of the time. I have a five page paper due on Tuesday and I only have tomorrow to finish it. Five pages isn't that much, but I feel like every word has to be important in graduate school. I feel like this assignment could've been three pages and it would've sufficed for what I have to write about. I hate bullshitting to fill up space. The assignment I worked on today had to be two pages and I was suffering through that even. I just don't think I'm a wordy person. I can get to my point fairly efficiently. Maybe I'm not able to expand on my thoughts as much as I should, or maybe I just don't have enough thoughts in general! Oh, the things I worry about.
One thing that's really bothering me lately is feeling like I have to hang out with Philip all the time. Especially now with class two nights a week, it's insane trying to literally "fit him in." I feel like I have Thursday and Monday to work on school and that's it and it's really not enough. So that's weird. He's moving to Danvers soon. He found an apartment there for $350 a month, which is actually great for him. A good 15-20 minute drive to work/my house, but whatever. I hope he likes it, but I'm sure there will be something crazy to complain about, as there always is.
One day at a time. And those days go so fast.
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