Day 3, or the doldrums
For a mildly hungover girl, I have managed to worry very little about graduate school today. Yesterday was not a "gym&gre" night, nor will tonight be.
Accomplished:
1 session with therapist in which he ascribes my decision to go to graduate school as a latent homosexual tendency manifesting itself through perfectionist, controlling behavior (JK!! No really. I'm joking. I'm not serious. God, I'll never live this down.)
1 email from the Gerald Ford School if Public Policy that makes me feel weird; one because they wrote my name "Ann marie" and two because Gerald Ford, not so much my favorite international relater or president. Whatever.
I am so picky.
Accomplished:
1 session with therapist in which he ascribes my decision to go to graduate school as a latent homosexual tendency manifesting itself through perfectionist, controlling behavior (JK!! No really. I'm joking. I'm not serious. God, I'll never live this down.)
1 email from the Gerald Ford School if Public Policy that makes me feel weird; one because they wrote my name "Ann marie" and two because Gerald Ford, not so much my favorite international relater or president. Whatever.
I am so picky.
posted by Ann Marie at 4:32 PM
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