20 Months

Exactly one week from today, I'll be starting the beginning of the end of this adventure called grad school. It been great -- but I am so ready to have my life back.


    Getting up every Saturday at 7 am -- Not Great
    Working 6 days a week for 20 months -- Not Great
    Homework on top of my real work -- Not Great
    Every vacation a "staycation" -- Not Great
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Despite all of that, I've loved spending this time with a really fine and talented and fun and generous bunch of people every week. Imagine what hell life would have been if it had been a less cohesive unit.

I've learned a lot from patient classmates (like how to work well in a group). And I suppose it helps a lot that they're the kind of people I can have a beer with  at the end of every course.

I'm happy the end is approaching, but feeling not quite satisfied. I don't feel like a master of anything, but I've learned so much: mostly that I'm a visual person (okay not a photographer, or videographer but I have a great eye); and I really do enjoy the production process (i really miss radio) and although it makes me crazy, crazy, crazy to put my byline on stuff, I am not a half-bad writer. That's what I've shelled out tens of thousands of dollars to discover about myself.


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