when one is stressed with lots of things in their life, they deal with their stress in different ways. some people exercise (which i should do today), some people eat (which i did out of need to relinquish dizzy spells), and some don’t eat (which i really wish i didn’t eat those greasy chicken tenders and crap salad).
so its almost the end of another week as a grad. student. besides pseudo mini breakdowns, it was good i guess. sometimes i feel like i’m sinking under my workload. i abandon my hobbies and pleasures to “catch up” the best i can, no not even catch up, but just to do my work. but i still feel like i’m always behind. that my lack of being on top of things all the time is just going to piss someone off. grad. school is great BUT, it can be a lose lose situation.
this weekend i’m racing for wvu again. i think we’re going all the way to south carolina. you would think that i would be dreading the 7 hr/ 14 hr round trip drive…but i’m not. i’ve never ridden before in south carolina and the chance of mtb variation seems exciting. my mind wonders with what the trail might look like. this weekend i think will be good for my mental equilibrium. i need a break from french stuff. its stressing me out now and i need something else to focus on besides my always present self doubt of french skills and quickly acquiring workload.
ah sigh, its friday. another friday. another week completed as a grad. student and a blubbering french ta. thank god. i can’t believe i’m doing this. more and more morgantown feels like home. i live really close to campus, but even though i walk about 5 mins. to get here, being here on campus is like being home. it feels like an extension of my apartment. the office is my office. the mountainlair is my dining hall. and the classroom is my workout room because god knows that this teaching thing is exhausting. and it may sound cheesy, but the people here are my family. i can only imagine how much more difficult it would have been to adjust if this group of people did not take me in an embrace me as much as they did. i guess i have to credit lauren with that. ah little lauren. so full of energy. she literally is like watching fire works.
nikki the italian guy says that i have an accent. i said, really? i never thought so. i think its cute that he said that i have an accent. it makes me feel special in a way because i always thought that i always talked like everyone else. but of course i would think that because i’d lived in eastern pa for most of my life. the exotic accent of the eastern region of pa. where vowels are nasally and soda is soda. and where we do not have pizza rolls…haha.
bon weekend!
