Okay, We're Back To School
If you need to blame someone, blame Jessie. She told me it was okay to keep talking about this stuff.
In a spectacular show of masochism, I have decided to get my MA before I leave Bemidji State. It has almost just fallen into my lap, and I don't see how I can not do it. So after applications I have that to look forward to, ensuring that, as a newly christened drama queen, I will have plenty of drama to freak out about.
But here's the thing I just realized today. I'm not at all sure that I ever applied for graduate school here. When I started here, I was just taking one class, with no intention of continuing, and so got "special status." Then I got the assistantship, and just started right in (still with no intention of completing a degree).
Today as I started reading over what I needed to do to graduate, it struck me. Hey, did I ever even apply? I don't remember doing the transcript/ recommendation/ application form dance. Hmmm. I guess I can't exactly apply for graduation when I never even applied for admission.
This is a quandry, and it may not be all my fault. How did this slip by everyone? I'm a graduate assistant, for chrissakes. It is a question I will pose to my advisor on the morrow, that's for sure.
And I can't help but laugh. This is the most humor I've gotten in a while. I love irony
In a spectacular show of masochism, I have decided to get my MA before I leave Bemidji State. It has almost just fallen into my lap, and I don't see how I can not do it. So after applications I have that to look forward to, ensuring that, as a newly christened drama queen, I will have plenty of drama to freak out about.
But here's the thing I just realized today. I'm not at all sure that I ever applied for graduate school here. When I started here, I was just taking one class, with no intention of continuing, and so got "special status." Then I got the assistantship, and just started right in (still with no intention of completing a degree).
Today as I started reading over what I needed to do to graduate, it struck me. Hey, did I ever even apply? I don't remember doing the transcript/ recommendation/ application form dance. Hmmm. I guess I can't exactly apply for graduation when I never even applied for admission.
This is a quandry, and it may not be all my fault. How did this slip by everyone? I'm a graduate assistant, for chrissakes. It is a question I will pose to my advisor on the morrow, that's for sure.
And I can't help but laugh. This is the most humor I've gotten in a while. I love irony
Labels: school
posted by erin | 8:35 PM
3 Comments:
hi, erin!
i came over from jessie's blog because i was intrigued by the little comments about your blog's title...so, yeah, i'm bee. pleased to meet you.
it's funny - i just read through the past few entries and we seem to be going through A LOT of the same things right now. i just had a stress MELTDOWN a couple weeks ago, for one thing, on account of school - and i've been needing to pick up 'kind of blue' by miles davis to work by for a long time. i'm also in this crazy school work-rush where i'm also feeling supercreative, and, even though i have never actually had any, i miss coffee with jessie, too.
it was nice to read a little. you write very well. i like your style a lot.
have a good day...
hey erin, i just wanted to introduce you to bee, too. i mean, i know she just introduced herself...but let's pretend that all three of us show up at the coffee shop at the same time...and then bee walks in...and then, because i know both of you, i can say: "erin, this is bee. bee, this is erin. i think you guys are would really like each other."
yeah, so that's my two cents.
and erin, i'm glad you've decided to take my advice. ;) write on, sister!
never mind my grammatical errors...i was so excited to have you both in the SAME room i started stuttering!! heehee!
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