Monday, April 30, 2012
Remember how I graduated last spring?
And remember how when you graduate the stress of final exams is supposed to be gone? Yeah, I did too. But the last two weeks have proved to be absolutely insane. Like off the charts. I feel like I'm living solely on Diet Coke. I have that finals haze hanging over my mind kind of insane. This is partly because I'm tutoring at the Burb again so I've been working an extra 4 hours each night after my regular job at the business school. Also? I'm in charge of helping plan graduation for the b-school. Which means that I'm pretty sure that before Friday my pretty little head is going to spin clean off my shoulders. I haven't felt this...manic? Insane? Exhausted? Wiped out? In desperate need of a day closed sunny room, with a pile of books and a cup of tea? In an extremely long long time. It's not that I hate either of my jobs. I actually quite like them both. I love my students (most of the time). I love getting to teach history on a daily basis. I like getting to 'administrate' and organize at my b-school job. I won't lie to you though: I'd like to have time to eat something more than cold cereal or sushi from the Smiths on 9th and 9th every day.
So I'm begging you, dear readers. Tell me something lovely and wonderful.