Back to Grad School (aka Goodbye, Life!)

Well, this blog thing has been fun, you guys.

Alas, the siren song of grad school has once again lured me into the comfort of its academic bosom.  Did I say comfort? I meant “stranglehold.”

Nonetheless, going back to school and also working full time means I have to give up a few things, like sleep and seeing my family. I read through my first week of assignments in preparation, and as a final farewell I invite you into the out-of-control train that was my thought process upon reading it:

“Wow, that’s a lot of reading.”

“This is all for one week?”

“Ugh, I forgot that writing papers means like, research and stuff.”

“Citing references? Ughhhhh.”

“AND use outside resources besides my textbook? What do I look like, a journalist? I’m a creative writer.

“Well, at least I use APA style at work… the bibliography has to be in APA style, too?! Dammit.”

“WHY DIDN’T I DO GRAD SCHOOL IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWING UNDERGRAD? Past Jessie was the worst person ever.” 

“How am I still hungry when I just ate a donut?”

“I really should have gone to the gym today.”

From there my thoughts slowed down in confusion until they screeched to a halt completely. Probably some kind of defense mechanism. My brain, slowly turning to mush on my long sabbatical from school, just had a lot of words to compute. And words are hard. Yes, I’m a writer, why do you ask?

I’d love to tell you that I’ll be back on my break, but I’m afraid that would be like telling your ex-coworker you’re totally going to keep in touch. It probably won’t happen. But I’ll call you, okay? (I’m not going to call you.)