It has been a while since I have found myself inspired to write anything here. But as my first semester of grad school is wrapping up, I finally have something to say.
There have been many days where I am exhausted and I get home when it is dark out and day is over. There are days where I may not have to go to school at all. I have met and been able to study with six amazing new people and study under many more. I got the opportunity to write my major research paper with a professor who I sincerely respect and admire.
I drank too much alcohol, and too little water. I have made mistakes and procrastinated, but I also made amazing memories. I have a great family who stands behind me and supports me in the pursuit of knowledge and academia. I have begun a study in something I am extremely interested in, but equally know that in a few years it will be just another page in the book.
There are many different illnesses I have diagnosed myself with, and many days I was too sick to get out of bed. My diet got significantly worse, consisting almost entirely of ramen and instant rice.
My bank account is depleted, but my soul is full. For the nights spent at the cafe or the pub with friends, drinking lattes or chugging beers while marking papers and studying for classes.
Grad school has not diversified my existence, but made me more comfortable in the life I am living. In the stressful, high-paced environment I have found contentment, and I am ready for what is to come.