This semester has been nothing but struggle on top of disaster on top of insecurities. I stepped into my 30th year thinking I was finally at a place where I was sure of myself. For the most part it is true, I am more comfortable with myself as a person, now than I have ever been. But I keep falling over myself when it comes to my intellectual capabilities. Not only that but the realization that I am not in school to get a degree so I can go get some job. This is my life. I am what I study, 100% anthropologist and 100% political scientist all at the same time. (That makes me 200% fantastic.) So how do I make it happen? How do I get my shit together? How do I get my sorry as gpa up to grad school standards? Oh if there was only a magic pill. This feels like a completely random and inept way to reopen this blog. Especially since I deleted every other post that I ever wrote. They all felt like somebody else wrote them. Yeah. Some sane person with a life and a decent sleeping schedule, and let's not forget the bank account with a positive balance. So now I will suck it up and accept that this craziness is the life that I have chosen with all of its ups and downs and I will be happy with that.
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