i send e-mails every day. the other day, i thought about the e-mails that i send and the different facets of my life that they represent. my work e-mails reflect a confident, competent professional, a problem-solver, a solution-creator, a knowledgeable, intelligent person who knows what she's doing. my school e-mails, on the other hand, reflect all of the insecurities and stupidity within me. seriously. 'how do i do this?' 'i don't know how to do this.' 'please advise me on where i should go from here.' 'what does this mean? i don't understand this.' every school e-mail includes one of these phrases and at least one other way of expressing my inadequacies. someone has said that the purpose of graduate school is to make you feel perpetually stupid. consider its purpose fulfilled.
in other news, i'm at my sister's house playing peek-a-boo with ziva while five boys under the age of 8 run around upstairs and it sounds as if they are about to come crashing through the ceiling.
i have a lot of blogging stored up, it's been so long since i've posted. this week, i saw several things that made me laugh: a boy wearing a t-shirt that said his feet hurt (in big letters). and underneath, in smaller letters, it said, 'from kicking so much a**.' i also saw a girl carrying a duffle bag that said 'love pink' on it. the duffle bag was not pink. i saw other stuff but now i can't remember so you'll just have to trust me.
the badgers won last night (football). apparently, this is a big deal, so, yay. [crash from upstairs] fall is beautiful right now. cool weather, leaves blowing everywhere. huge piles of leaves on everyone's front lawns. i guess the city comes by and sucks up the piles of leaves but while they're sitting there, waiting for pick up, they are so tempting! i can't imagine someone not wanting to jump on top. i bet even the city workers would rather jump on top than suck them up.
the mayhem upstairs has spread to downstairs so i'm going to go (escape, leave, vacate). until we meet again...
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