JUST got back from a bonfire with my cohort. We got together for a second, more sober, celebration of our first year of graduate school. I have sand between my toes, the smell of bonfire on my hoodie, and the biggest smile on my face. I feel relaxed and enjoying my accomplishment.
When my friends and I have to go to work after a night out
This is me after last night’s celebrating of the end of the school year.
WHO IS DONE WITH THEIR FIRST YEAR OF GRADUATE SCHOOL?
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fuck yes. I’m 50% a therapist.
Currently intoxicated but deliriously happy.
Just printed out my final FINAL paper for the school year.
Now I just need to go ACE my very last final and I’ll be OFFICIALLY DONE with my very first year of graduate school. Hellz to the YES!!
Did I mention that there will be major debauchery afterwards with the entire cohort!?
My last paper and my last final are tomorrow and I for whatever reason (namely my job) have decided to not start working on either of these endeavors. Hooray for procrastination at its finest.
Why I decide to stay in graduate school even though it’s slowly but surly killing me.
Use of the word in a sentence:
C hopes to meraki everyday when she is a therapist!
This just in: I am OFFICIALLY DONE with 3 out of my 4 classes!
One more paper and one more test and I’ll be DONE DONE DONE!
Officially done with 2 classes. I need to wrap up my other two and I will be officially done with my FIRST year of graduate school. This is really happening.