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My parents are holding my phone hostage until I come home. Maybe next time I call, I'll tell them I don't negotiate with terrorists. Probably won't land well.

My parents are withholding my new cell phone until I visit them (or I make time for them to visit me). They didn’t flat out tell me that was the plan, but when they told me they’d send it to me and suddenly changed their minds (twice) I realized what they were doing…

In college, I called my parents once a week and went home usually one weekend a month. But that was when I had three days of classes a week and a part-time job only two nights a week. Now I’m pumping out over 60 hours at work a week (over 70 this week), and taking almost a full semester of classes. I used to have three-day-weekend every week, now I’m working up to14 days in a row without a break and coming home late at night to a pile of homework for grad school. And as much as I wish I could, I just can’t be in two places at once.

I think my parents think I’m lying when I tell them I literally use up twenty hours a day, sleep for four, and start all over again every day of the week. I suppose I could take those four hours designated for sleep and make the 1 ½ hour trip home, chat for an hour while they tell me I should call more often and how much my grandparents miss me and how I don’t see them enough, and then make the 1 ½ trip back just in time for work. Of course this meeting would have to take place at 3 in the morning…

With my friends living back home, I know my parents are infinity jealous of their parents (my mother has actually told me in not so many words that she is). So until I make it back to collect my hostage phone and explain to my parents I wish I were able to be home more often, I’m stuck with a four year old flip phone that freezes up when I send more than 10 texts in an hour and a guilt trip from my mother that will last me until next Christmas…

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Home Sweet Home. I feel I should mention I'm 5'8"....

For four years, I’ve been in the comfy cushion of college. Recently, I’ve come to the sad realization that this way of life won’t last forever.

Today, my future roommate’s and my application for an apartment was rejected; the only apartment in our price range that didn’t make us cringe. Which isn’t the worst thing in the world considering I haven’t secured a job yet, so I probably couldn’t afford the apartment anyway. Which isn’t the worst thing, because I could always work part-time, live at home and take graduate courses online. The only problem except for the fact that I no longer have a bedroom so this weekend I will sleeping on the living room couch. Which isn’t the worst thing, except it’s courderoy, which means every time I fall asleep on it I end up with lines imprinted across my face (awesome).

But hey, I still have 43 days left to figure it all out.

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