Today is the first day of my second semester of grad school.
Considering that my entire program is only two years (four semesters), the fact that I'm already twenty-five percent done, when if feels like i just started, is a little disconcerting.
The second years, who a mere five months ago had barely finished their first year, are now a mere five months from graduation (and they will be sorely missed).
But, premature nostalgia aside, I am very excited about round two of school, despite the fact that I'm inadvertently taking six classes this semester and I'm likely going to have very little time for myself. But I made my bed, I suppose I should lie in it, unmanageable course load and all.
As much as I've enjoyed the last month off--visiting my family, traveling and even the travel mishaps, meeting new people, visiting new cities--I was starting to crave a routine. Don't get me wrong, waking up at eleven in the morning (at the earliest) was great, but not having a regular schedule for an extended period of time really starts to do a number on you. I'm not twenty-one anymore (in fact twenty-one is uncomfortably close to being an entire half decade behind me); I can only go with the flow for so long.
So--despite the fact that on Tuesdays I'll have eight hours of classes (six consecutive, four in the same room), and that what time I don't spend in class will most likely be dedicated to extra curricular activities, and that whatever time I have left over will be spent reading, and that my very frequent morning cost/benefit analysis between showering and sleeping for twenty minutes longer will probably be more frequent, and that my out-of-school friendships will start to seem like distant memories--I welcome and embrace this new semester, because I am so lucky to be here, and I honestly couldn't be more thrilled.
What are you looking forward to?