22 minutes into Tuesday and here I am!! I am dedicated blogger...or else a frazzled phd student who would rather blog than write about the batshit crazy pregnant women who use facebook. ;) Guess we will never know the truth.
Tuesday Trueisms
1. Holy crap, I am 31 years old. Granted, I have only been 31 for 22 minutes, but it creeps me out. When did I get to be so old?
2. Speaking of 31...is it it ironic that I just turned 31 and Lucy was 31 minutes away from being born on 10-10-10??
3. I secretly miss playing Farmtown and decorating my Farm for Christmas.
4. I can't listen to Snow Patrol...not a single song. It all makes me sob like a baby. Snow also makes me sob like a baby.
5. I have a secret dissertation topic that I wish I could do. Had life led me to a different phd program with an advisor who supported me in any way, I would do it.
6. Today on the way to school I thought I would prefer to just become a full-time activist and never teach again. Or maybe I could just be a professional blogger.
7. Today I heard Candlebox on the radio. It reminded me of high school and my group of friends in high school when the song was popoular. They "dumped" me as a friend. They called me "miss congeniality" and said I was not "smart enough" to be friends with them. If they could only see Little Miss Sunshine now. ;)
8. I dread going to sleep every night because I want life to slow down.
9. I have someone in my life (nameless) who always wants to one-up what I am doing as a mom and criticize things I do or fail to do. Usually it makes me want to claw someone's eyes out. It happened this week and I said to myself--"this is why I WANT to write my dissertation!"
10. I went to Kohls to buy my first pair of jeans after having Lucy. They didn't fit, and I cried.
11. I just made Lucy's birth annoucement...yikes.
12. I really want a glass of scotch.
13. Some people like nice clothes, some nice purses---I like nice Christmas cards.
14. I secretly like the Swagger Wagon song and watch the Swagger Wagon video on You Tube once a day. I keep notes for a secret paper I want to write about how it portrays motherhood. :)
It's the last week of the semester...two papers left to go. One is a full paper with real "data." I hate the word "data" but that is what it is. It is all about Facebook, which is interesting. I want to finish it so that I can work on my pregnancy loss paper. I am excited (as odd as that sounds) to finish that proposal and actually start the research.
I can't believe I am about to start the 31st year of my life. By this time next year, I will be ABD and interviewing for "grown up" jobs. Perhaps I will just stay in grad school forever instead...
2 comments:
For the record, you are my HERO. I have dreams of going to grad school, and it seems so impossible with two small kids (because vacuuming regularly still seems impossible to me), and you are totally doing it. I'm following your blog now. Oh, yeah, happy birthday!
1. Why can't you listen to snow patrol without crying? I thought we agreed snow patrol was the shit.
2. Did you have to give up on farmtown ... or did farmtown give up on you? No, seriously, that's why I stopped playing. Too many rules and monies and I couldn't KEEP UP!
3. After you graduate and find an awesome job, you can go to your high school reunion for oh, ten minutes. Discuss all you have achieved, show photos of girls and boys. Then have to leave to do breathtaking research ... drop all sorts of crazy terms and saunter out the door. HA! You will think. Shit, they will think, I fucked up.
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