Moving Right Along
I have to say I feel a bit accomplished today. Things are happening, and they're mostly happening well!
A couple weeks ago, the confession thing was starting to weigh on me. I knew I was skating on the edge of avoidance, and I really did not want to go there. I had a chat with Father Patrick about it, and he suggested I take care of it that week.
That week, however, was last week, and last week spiraled out of control before it even started. I didn't accomplish much of anything last week, except some leg work for grad school. Last week was the best motivation ever for such things.
By this Monday I knew that if I let it go any longer, it would become avoidance. I know how hard that is to break out of, and I had no intention of getting stuck there! So, in rather faltering manner, Spider finally went to confession. I had no idea what I was doing. First time, you know? There was a good dose of first time jitters, but it wasn't too bad. I was told afterward, however, that I looked like I'd just been to the dentist. Not a bad comparison, really.
Too bad I couldn't get my teeth cleaned in the process. I'm way overdue.
I still only have transcripts from College of the Cornfields. The three SoCal schools are dragging their feet on this, but one should not expect promptness or efficiency from anything run by this state. This does not mean, however, that I am delayed in beginning grad school.
I went to my first class last night! International Relations: Political Intelligence is the class, and the professor is the one who has been helping me through the process. I'm no dummy. Other than that Chinese class, I haven't been a student for six years. I was never great at being a student, so it seemed a good plan to go with a prof I know for my first foray back into the wild world of academia.
And wild it will be! Dr. Recruiter is an exceptionally quirky geek, which I already knew. This seems to translate fabulously well into the classroom. I shall not be bored. However, I might be buried. The workload is a bit daunting. Doable, but definitely intimidating! Dr. Recruiter told us last night that there's a synonym for "Quarter System," and that synonym is "Abomination." This is a ten week class, and by the end, I will have had to write a 25-40 page paper on a topic to be determined by next Tuesday.
Yikes.
But when I look at it, I see a worthy challenge. I see a battle I can potentially win, but it's a win I will have to fight for. This, of course, will only make the eventual victory sweeter.
A couple weeks ago, the confession thing was starting to weigh on me. I knew I was skating on the edge of avoidance, and I really did not want to go there. I had a chat with Father Patrick about it, and he suggested I take care of it that week.
That week, however, was last week, and last week spiraled out of control before it even started. I didn't accomplish much of anything last week, except some leg work for grad school. Last week was the best motivation ever for such things.
By this Monday I knew that if I let it go any longer, it would become avoidance. I know how hard that is to break out of, and I had no intention of getting stuck there! So, in rather faltering manner, Spider finally went to confession. I had no idea what I was doing. First time, you know? There was a good dose of first time jitters, but it wasn't too bad. I was told afterward, however, that I looked like I'd just been to the dentist. Not a bad comparison, really.
Too bad I couldn't get my teeth cleaned in the process. I'm way overdue.
I still only have transcripts from College of the Cornfields. The three SoCal schools are dragging their feet on this, but one should not expect promptness or efficiency from anything run by this state. This does not mean, however, that I am delayed in beginning grad school.
I went to my first class last night! International Relations: Political Intelligence is the class, and the professor is the one who has been helping me through the process. I'm no dummy. Other than that Chinese class, I haven't been a student for six years. I was never great at being a student, so it seemed a good plan to go with a prof I know for my first foray back into the wild world of academia.
And wild it will be! Dr. Recruiter is an exceptionally quirky geek, which I already knew. This seems to translate fabulously well into the classroom. I shall not be bored. However, I might be buried. The workload is a bit daunting. Doable, but definitely intimidating! Dr. Recruiter told us last night that there's a synonym for "Quarter System," and that synonym is "Abomination." This is a ten week class, and by the end, I will have had to write a 25-40 page paper on a topic to be determined by next Tuesday.
Yikes.
But when I look at it, I see a worthy challenge. I see a battle I can potentially win, but it's a win I will have to fight for. This, of course, will only make the eventual victory sweeter.
Labels: Becoming Orthodox, Grad School
posted by Sam Gamgee at
8:54 AM
2 Comments:
Yay! Congrats. Very fun.
The key to Big Papers made easy, by the way, is not to see them as big papers, but as a collection of smaller papers on a similar theme. Just put it together piece by piece, slap on a thesis at the beginning and a conclusion at the end, and it's done.
Writing is a lot like legos.
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