Rainy dreariness....
I usually just bitch and moan about grad school. It's not ALL bad. Friday afternoon we had a grad student gathering, ate some home-cooked food, drank some wine, and listened to a classmate read a paper. It was pretty enjoyable.
My husband and I went out today on Saturday. This is a Big Deal. Because we don't get paid over the summer, we ate out once. On our wedding anniversary. With a gift certificate. So going out for dinner was really nice.
In general, though, by the weekend I just want to hang out with my husband and wear pyjamas. I was thinking about that...I HATE dressing up. I like fun skirts and that sort of thing, but dressing up to go to work...ick! So when I get home after my 14 hour day or whatever, I immediately put on pyjamas or sweats. And I often don't feel like going OUT with my husband...During the week we see eachother so goddamn little (like tonight, I'll be coming home around 8, I'll be up for a few hours during which we'll both be doing work, then we leave the apartment at 7:15 tomorrow morning and I'll be home around 8pm again tomorrow...) that by the weekend, I really just want to curl up in sweatpants and cuddle. Grad school will do that, I guess....
We went to a Philosophy picnic on Sunday which was alright. I've been around that department for 4 years now (well, 6 if you include when I was a phil major but not around the grad students) and it has really changed a lot. We haven't been around the department the last few years nearly as much.
I helped my sweetie grade exams last night (watched the Simpsons and ran through the multiple choice questions like mad.) CRAP did the students do terribly! They talk all through class, etc, and in a way, it's probably good that they bombed the exam. Maybe they'll start taking him a bit more seriously. I'm giving an exam on Friday, and I hope that they do well...
Thank God for the cat...he came in at 7am yowling loudly and demanding that I pet him. That was great, because I had set the alarm for 6:30am but hadn't turned it on. I had to rush around like mad, but I was able to get out the door and to the unit before supervision.
I had supervision at 8:30 this morning, then I went to the partial hospital program at my practicum today and missed a really explosive group. I hate missing my group (the group I work in when they don't randomly schedule something else for me) because I'm trying to really become part of the fabric of the group...yeah...
I'm a mixture of mopiness and pleasantness today, although I doubt that makes sense to anyone but me. I have tons of paperwork for the afternoon (I did manage to get out early, though) then I have a meeting until tonight....*yawn*
This was a fairly dull post...
My husband and I went out today on Saturday. This is a Big Deal. Because we don't get paid over the summer, we ate out once. On our wedding anniversary. With a gift certificate. So going out for dinner was really nice.
In general, though, by the weekend I just want to hang out with my husband and wear pyjamas. I was thinking about that...I HATE dressing up. I like fun skirts and that sort of thing, but dressing up to go to work...ick! So when I get home after my 14 hour day or whatever, I immediately put on pyjamas or sweats. And I often don't feel like going OUT with my husband...During the week we see eachother so goddamn little (like tonight, I'll be coming home around 8, I'll be up for a few hours during which we'll both be doing work, then we leave the apartment at 7:15 tomorrow morning and I'll be home around 8pm again tomorrow...) that by the weekend, I really just want to curl up in sweatpants and cuddle. Grad school will do that, I guess....
We went to a Philosophy picnic on Sunday which was alright. I've been around that department for 4 years now (well, 6 if you include when I was a phil major but not around the grad students) and it has really changed a lot. We haven't been around the department the last few years nearly as much.
I helped my sweetie grade exams last night (watched the Simpsons and ran through the multiple choice questions like mad.) CRAP did the students do terribly! They talk all through class, etc, and in a way, it's probably good that they bombed the exam. Maybe they'll start taking him a bit more seriously. I'm giving an exam on Friday, and I hope that they do well...
Thank God for the cat...he came in at 7am yowling loudly and demanding that I pet him. That was great, because I had set the alarm for 6:30am but hadn't turned it on. I had to rush around like mad, but I was able to get out the door and to the unit before supervision.
I had supervision at 8:30 this morning, then I went to the partial hospital program at my practicum today and missed a really explosive group. I hate missing my group (the group I work in when they don't randomly schedule something else for me) because I'm trying to really become part of the fabric of the group...yeah...
I'm a mixture of mopiness and pleasantness today, although I doubt that makes sense to anyone but me. I have tons of paperwork for the afternoon (I did manage to get out early, though) then I have a meeting until tonight....*yawn*
This was a fairly dull post...
posted by Wild West Intern @ 10:10 AM
2 Comments:
At 20/9/05 16:25,
a girl on albion said…
I too run for the pajamas as soon as I get home... especially on weeks when I'm really tired and have spent the day fantasizing, pathetically, about just being able to lie down.. glad to here there are some good aspects to grad school (moments of non-suckage always make me feel a little hopeful for my future..)
At 21/9/05 08:15,
Wild West Intern said…
Yeah, it sucks AND I love it. (Analyze that, Freud!)
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