here is it, my first semester of grad school. starting mid-year makes me feel a little like an outsider. in my lapses of overconfidence i like to think i come of as mysterious, but who am i kidding - loner alert!
when i got into grad school i rewarded myself with what else? - a bright blue bookbag! this sucker doesn't make me stand out or anything - right?
so here's to the next 2 years of case studies, caffeine addiction, gut-wrenching stress, and (hopefully) much fulfillment. but in 20 years from now, i hope to dig this blue bookbag up from the back of my closet, just to make me cringe (okay, and maybe smirk) at the thought of grad school.
enjo(i)y / bjork
