As those of you following my blog (or my Facebook or my Twitter or... who know me) know, I started grad school back in October. It hasn't been an simple time. There's been some culture shock, a few disappointments, a little heartache, and a fair amount of general anxiety. I haven't loved my course all the time, but I've loved my coursemates. I've adored my housemates from Day One. I've made really great friends. I've seen a lot of theatre. I've fallen in love with the Globe. Seriously, I'm crazy about the place. If I could marry the Globe, I would. And I don't believe in marriage.
Here's the thing, the year's not over yet.
Since coming back from Christmas, it's felt like "that's it, it's almost over." Now it really almost is. ALMOST. We still have nearly half a term left of teaching (which for us MATS lot means hanging out with our course leader, Joel, once a week). We still have work to do. I have two play reviews I'm meant to be writing right now (and instead, I'm blogging. And not for the class for which I'm meant to keep a blog). My course has dissertation proposals due at the end of the month. And after those proposals are due comes the writing of the dissertations.
I'm not scheduled to go home until the end of September (and hope to stay longer). That's literally months away. So can we all please, please, please stop pretending that this year, which while not easy by any stretch of the imagination, has been really important to me, is over? It's kind of bringing me down.
Here's the thing, the year's not over yet.
Since coming back from Christmas, it's felt like "that's it, it's almost over." Now it really almost is. ALMOST. We still have nearly half a term left of teaching (which for us MATS lot means hanging out with our course leader, Joel, once a week). We still have work to do. I have two play reviews I'm meant to be writing right now (and instead, I'm blogging. And not for the class for which I'm meant to keep a blog). My course has dissertation proposals due at the end of the month. And after those proposals are due comes the writing of the dissertations.
I'm not scheduled to go home until the end of September (and hope to stay longer). That's literally months away. So can we all please, please, please stop pretending that this year, which while not easy by any stretch of the imagination, has been really important to me, is over? It's kind of bringing me down.
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