Rhonda Sue



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Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Wow. I don't know how I'd really describe being in graduate school. It seems like the amount of schoolwork will never be caught up with, or what I'm feeling most often is that even though I've accomplished all the reading I haven't take the time to process any of it.

I've had great thoughts while I'm here and last night in class I was exposed to some great epiphanies and realizations about American life, yet Monday was filled with all of life's stupid little hurtles which made me doubt if I had the necessary amount of drive to make it through the two years of grad school.

This cycle seems to repeat itself every couple days.

Perhaps it's just me learning how to balance everything. Several of my classmates don't seem to be near as frantic as I do about everything and are able to discuss topics freely in class while I still blush at speaking in front of 30 of my peers. I'd like my time here to be reflective while purposeful and not just days of rushing, rushing, rushing to get assignments accomplished. I haven't found a way to do that, not even remotely, and that already fills me with some regret and disappointment.

Ah well, many things are calling my name right now, so on I must go, ever striving to find this internal balance that I so desparately want to possess.