"I hate waiting."

As you might guess, I'm a bit impatient. I had hoped that picking up a pair of knitting needles would help me learn about the virtue of patience... but it seems I just want my projects to go along as quickly as possible.

Friday, September 15, 2006

*Time, time ticking, ticking, ticking away…

It would be too difficult for my tired brain to separate my first and second weeks from each other... so I'll just talk about both weeks. The report won't be much different, seeing as the past two weeks have been one huge long blur.

Saying so, however, here are some impressions...
1) we had an orientation meeting on my first day, in which I became even more unoriented (still didn't know my schedule, still had no idea about the lay of the land, still had no idea about the classes, professors, my classmates, campus facts, etc)

2) after figuring out that I did indeed have 6 classes this semester, but only met with 4 or 5 of them every week, I enthusiastically downloaded the syllabi, ordered books from the best online textbook store ever, I then found out that the professors like to keep us on our toes by changing textbooks the day before class. Nice, huh?

3) I have 5 of my 6 classes in the same room. Is that so my doctoral program resembles, as closely as it can, a prison?

4) I have a 4.5 hour break on my Wednesdays between classes. Or, at least I thought it was a break. no no. That time is time to meet with professors, go print out articles to read for the next class or day or week (depending on how far behind I am already), and go to my research meetings.

5) My brain can actually hurt. Kinda like how I'm sure my muscles that become flabby from disuse, did my brain become flabby? and is now sore b/c I didn't exercise it enough? I kind of hope so, b/c that means that after about 2 weeks, my brain can stop hurting and it'll be a lean, mean fighting machine.

After being assigned an unimaginable amount of reading to do, freaking out b/c some professors seem to think we'll have time to finish reading EARLIER than class and are requiring us to turn stuff in 2 days PRIOR to class (hullo? i'm a procrastinator. having the reading done EARLY does NOT work for ME)... oh. er, I kind of lost my train of thought. sorry.

I did enjoy my weekend. Bookish invited me over on Sunday for a day of entertainment. Namely, watching her DH watch football. Sounds weird, yes? But I can assure you, watching her DH and their menagerie of animals during the football games is indeed, highly entertaining. Who knew that watching competitive sports when you don't really care who wins could be so enjoyable? I mostly worked on the scarf for my ISE 3 pal, after ripping out about 10 rows I had knit after classes my first week. I'm a quick learner, so no more knitting from a chart on school days.

The only other moment that is worth mentioning this week... my mild myocardial infarction. Boston College might be a highly revered/respected institution of higher learning, but they need to learn a thing or two about organization. I knew I was missing paperwork from the school, but wasn't too worried. My cohort and I went out to dinner on Wed night to get to know each other, and when I got home, I had the missing paperwork in my mailbox. These papers were supposed to detail who my faculty advisor is, how many course credits they were going to pay for, how many hours per week I would be enslaved to my faculty advisor, and how much they were gonna pay me for said enslavement. I had been told the amt when they made me the offer, and the actual letter only awarded me HALF the monies. HALF is not enough to pay for my rent, much less any portion of other living costs. The only reason I got any sleep at all, is b/c I was so freaking tired (class for 6 hrs, 2 meetings, and dinner with 6 ppl I don't know very well... I was bone weary).

For those of you that know me...I was in bed by midnight. MIDNIGHT! Unheard of for me. To make my longer than necc. story longer, the director of training told me not to worry, that the faculty were aware of the error, and that I was going to be awarded the original amt offered. Dude. If they KNEW there was an error, why didn't they warn me about the erroneous info that was gonna be coming my way BEFORE it got to me? BEFORE I spent an entire day with my anxiety levels cranked up to level RED?

So. No classes tomorrow, but I stayed up to do homework. What is this world coming to?

*borrowing from my friend Joanne. Anyone care to guess? WITHOUT googling?



Blogger maryse said...

why do you think we all drive like crazy mo-fos. it's not a BC thing. it's living on the edge in new england. you people out west are soft ;)

9/15/06, 5:37 AM  
Anonymous Cordelia said...

No, it just made me think of that song the post office used in its ads a few years ago:
"Time keeps on ticking, ticking, ticking
Into the future..."
Good luck with the mean, lean, fighting machine!! Sounds like you'll be ready for Rhinebeck, boy-howdy. :-)

9/15/06, 7:55 AM  
Blogger Melissa said...

That's terrible. They should be ashamed of freaking you out like that.

9/15/06, 9:33 AM  
Anonymous Jeni said...

They must have men running that place!!! I hope your weekend is relaxing even if you have to read a ton!

9/15/06, 9:40 AM  
Blogger Wanda said...

Yikes, your couple of weeks sounds pretty intense. I hope you get to relax some this weekend. I don't know why they wouldn't tell you about the erroneous letter. I guess they didn't think it might affect you? Geesh! The nerve of some people.

9/15/06, 3:38 PM  
Blogger Michelle said...

Hope your weekend is relaxing. Sounds like the week had you wound in knots. It's gotta get easier.

9/15/06, 3:39 PM  
Blogger Chris said...

Yikes!! Well, we'll all knit you clever hats when you pull out your hair in this program... Hang in there!

9/15/06, 11:46 PM  
Anonymous michaele said...

ahh... the evil of professors assigning things ahead of time to try to teach you not to procrastinate! so cruel!!! (I wonder if my students have blogs out there, complaining about my evil assignments that demand that they think about what they've read before they come to class...)

glad the money issue is getting sorted out. that really is not okay for them to do.

P.S. I hear you actually DO have a couch, it's just that it's...

9/16/06, 8:30 AM  
Blogger Terby said...

Welcome back to grad school. My program is equally bad for postdocs. I'll spare you the details.

I don't think my brain ever really stopped hurting. I just stopped noticing it so much.

9/18/06, 10:11 AM  
Blogger Tiffany said...

I can somewhat understand where you are coming from. Getting back into the swing of school is hard. It's been a long, long, long time since I've done school. And I've never done it as a single mom with a two year old. :) he he he But it's good. I'm glad things are getting settled. Good luck!

9/20/06, 9:42 PM  

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