I'm not sure how it works for everyone else, but my last semester of undergrad consisted of four "major classes" (in my case, 300 and 400 level history courses) and 2 random core classes I had yet to complete (I think it was physics and maybe PE). Anyway, the important part is that in four of my classes I had sporadic small papers due, blue book midterms, and giant semester-end research projects. I have no idea how any of this happened. Somehow, in a late night or two, a library session, a group meeting, an email conference... somehow it all got done. My brain was about 3/4 engaged throughout the whole process. I figured it was just senioritis. I got good grades that semester. I graduated. I got a job in a museum. I got into grad school. All is well that ends well, right?
But now...

Well, my brain is even lower functioning than before.
Now, I work 40 hours a week and I'm in three Masters courses, which all meet in the evenings.
I have absolutely no idea how any of this stuff is getting done. It is, I guess.
I'm scrambling a bit now because I got a C on a midterm. 19.5 out of 25 points. Seriously? Half a point away from a B. Inconceivable. However, I am now very aware that I need to step up my game. I've just been floating along in this semi-functioning state of brain and I've been okay with it.
No more.
I've got something to prove here. People thought full-time grad school and full-time work would be too tough.
But not for me. No sir.
So, maybe I'll be getting less sleep in the next few weeks, and maybe I'll try harder to get some of the readings done for class, and maybe I'll get started on these semester-end research papers more than a week before they're due.

Let's do this.
I'm a cashew.

Sarah :: Plucky in Love

Sarah, aka "Plucky", blogs on the reg, unless she's on vacation or there's a Pretty Little Liars marathon or she's mulling over the implications of the phrase "on fleek." She can't live without iced coffee, a portable phone charger, or equal pay. Say hello!

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