Please note the kippah and glasses strategically placed over the Mexican wrestling mask.
I am getting to that point in the semester where fun and excitement consist of putting on a Mexican wrestling mask and glasses, and taking a picture of myself. And yet, I have a significant love/hate relationship with this level of stress. Fundamentally I do know that it helps motivate and drive me towards the most important of goals. Yet sometimes I also wonder deeply about the academic life. It absolutely is the life for me...but it also feels like one continuous set of all-encompassing challenges. And with field exams and a dissertation still staring at my immediate future, I often wonder when the really fun part of life will kick in? I don't mean for this to sound complain-y at all, like I said, I love the intellectual rigors and inherent challenges within the life path I have chosen. And I do also realize that everyone stresses out about their professional lives. Sometimes though...I just get the feeling everyone else is invited to the party, and I have to stay home and study.
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Haha...rest assured, I'm not invited to the party either, but rather at home pretending to work on my dissertation.
Well, that is a relief at least (and yes, I was totally fishing for the other academic readers of this blog--umm, you and two other people--to chime in). I suppose part of it is that it all feels so cyclical for me; I sheltered myself from the outside world while studying for MA comps, and writing my MA thesis...and know I am going to do the same for field exams and dissertation. Heck, I feel like I do that at times now, and I'm not even teaching this semester.
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