It’s Saturday night, the time is 9 P.M. The place is Washington, D.C. It’s a beautiful balmy September night and where am I might you ask? Sitting comfortably in my bed, exhausted and reading Cosmo.
You might wonder why am I sitting in bed at 9PM sipping my tea and reading some glossies. Is it because I had a fabulous last night and am still recovering from exhaustion? If only that were true. Instead, I’ve spent 7 plus hours in the library doing work this lovely Saturday. “A Saturday, in the library? Oh the shame!” you might say but clearly you haven’t yet experienced the thrill of grad school.
Oh grad school, it isn’t even week three and yet I have spent more hours in the library, on a couch, at a desk or if I am feeling risky, a bed reading and thinking than ever before in my life. Suddenly, you have changed me grad school and am turning into a different person. You started me drinking coffee (well espressos, which truth be told I don’t really understand what they are other than something I pour probably far too much sugar and cream into to be palpable). You have me fearful of procrastinating because of my massive amount of readings and thus I’ve written a paper more than 48 hours before it’s due so I can edit it profusely if time permits. My little group has even found a hangout, they know where to find each other without anyone texting more than one word…. Microfiche. Yeah, Microfiche section of the library, that’s where you find the cool kids. The kids with the espressos and carrots reading their jstor articles like nobody’s business
That’s not to say there isn’t a silver lining to you, grad school. At times, I am desperately in love with you. I love the new friendships I have formed in such a small amount of time with my fellow grad students. (I love the free espressos too)I love the exciting events and talks I have witnessed already. I love the opportunities I see now within my reach. I love this new exciting city. I love the walking to school and the new architecture and art I am surrounded by constantly. When we do go out, it’s always been an fun and sometimes adventurous time. Whether is it be an 80s themes night or a day-time crepe party, the good times are rolling (in between copious amounts of time at the library, of course).
So here’s to you Grad School and the next 3 years!