or however that lyric goes.
I took my day off today. It occurs to me that I'm not really pushing myself as much as I could on my schoolwork; I could be working many more hours than I have, or at least attempting to work them. Yet I've managed to stay much saner during this writing period than I have during the entire preceding semester. I have spent more time with DaMan and with friends. The papers are not yet in tolerable condition. I will be okay with a B. I *want* and am *trying for* A's. Yet the actual letter grade seems...irrelevant. I know I've learned this; I have stuffed my brain full of theory, full of thoughts, and I'm not just holding that information--I'm processing it and changing it.
My goal for next semester? I've proven to myself that I can handle the workload. Now, I will try to be more involved in between-classes stuff. Knitting circle; Town Hall meetings; colloquiums; lectures. I am...learning to be more social at school.
Tonight was a beautiful game night. Threw a beholder at the party; one ended up stone, the others made their saves. Curses! No disintegration for me. Sigh.
Now I'm finishing off the majority of a bottle of wine and musing about the future. It's a big goal: get through study, get into a PhD program, get through that, get a job. And that's just the concrete steps. What about: have something interesting to say, be able to contribute to the world and to academia, help people and make beautiful things? Well, it's good to have high goals.
So I will make three New Year's resolutions now.
1) Every two weeks, go to a Div School social event of some kind.
2) Honor my friends, family, and beloved in my words and deeds. Specifically, don't let friendship fall by the wayside during my busy-ness.
3) Commit myself to academic learning as I have committed myself to following the Lady.
Anyway. Like I said, working on a bottle of red wine, and happily musing. Best of love to you all.
I took my day off today. It occurs to me that I'm not really pushing myself as much as I could on my schoolwork; I could be working many more hours than I have, or at least attempting to work them. Yet I've managed to stay much saner during this writing period than I have during the entire preceding semester. I have spent more time with DaMan and with friends. The papers are not yet in tolerable condition. I will be okay with a B. I *want* and am *trying for* A's. Yet the actual letter grade seems...irrelevant. I know I've learned this; I have stuffed my brain full of theory, full of thoughts, and I'm not just holding that information--I'm processing it and changing it.
My goal for next semester? I've proven to myself that I can handle the workload. Now, I will try to be more involved in between-classes stuff. Knitting circle; Town Hall meetings; colloquiums; lectures. I am...learning to be more social at school.
Tonight was a beautiful game night. Threw a beholder at the party; one ended up stone, the others made their saves. Curses! No disintegration for me. Sigh.
Now I'm finishing off the majority of a bottle of wine and musing about the future. It's a big goal: get through study, get into a PhD program, get through that, get a job. And that's just the concrete steps. What about: have something interesting to say, be able to contribute to the world and to academia, help people and make beautiful things? Well, it's good to have high goals.
So I will make three New Year's resolutions now.
1) Every two weeks, go to a Div School social event of some kind.
2) Honor my friends, family, and beloved in my words and deeds. Specifically, don't let friendship fall by the wayside during my busy-ness.
3) Commit myself to academic learning as I have committed myself to following the Lady.
Anyway. Like I said, working on a bottle of red wine, and happily musing. Best of love to you all.