I can’t believe it’s been two months since my last post. February just disappeared on me. I guess that’s a good thing. I’ve been busy. My initial plans to start taking night courses at the local college fell through due to gross incompetence. On the plus side, I applied to and was accepted to take one class at a very prestigious university. It’s incredibly time consuming and starting to affect my job. Mostly because the class is int he middle of the day and I have to leave work before lunch, drive to the school and then drive home to work for the rest of the night. I really don’t get much work done as I am just exhausted from all the people interactions and context switching. I’m living in 3 different worlds now (home, work, school), and the stress is finally getting to me. The first week of this schedule was horrible, and I nearly quit, but thinking about all the people who helped me get in was enough to shame myself into continuing, even if I flunked. After a while, I got used to it, and was excited by it. But now I’m just constantly exhausted, and my grades are suffering, which is sending down the spiral of self hate. I’m hanging on for now, but the tightrope is getting thinner and thinner and any light breeze (read: failure), will send me tumbling town.
Not only am I stressed about just one class, but I feel as though I’m wasting an opportunity. People would kill to be in a class taught by these professors, and I have no idea how to interact with them. I would love to someday be one of their grad students, and this would be the perfect forum to introduce myself. I just can’t find a reason to do it. I feel like I’d be wasting their time, or I would just show them how stupid I am, and thus ruining my chances of working with them.
Plus I still need someone to write a recommendation for me for grad school next year. The plan was spend a year with the same professor at the local college, and get a semi-decent recommendation. Now I’m in a class of 250 overly ambitious people and I don’t know how to stand out.
So far, all I’ve learned this semester is ambition = stress.
I waver between giving everything I have or just saying “fuck it” and go hide in a hole. I hate screwing up.
The really sad thing is I like it at this fancy school, so I’m going to be even more heartbroken when I don’t get in for full time.
I’m not even sure if I have what it takes to survive there. A year ago, I would have said no, but after being here, I feel like I belong. I may just be overestimating my abilities.
I’m failing at work, as I don’t understand the assignments anymore. It’s just stuff I don’t want to do. I’m a code monkey for a lower ranked co worker and it makes me feel like shit. I’m hanging on for grad school, but if that falls apart, I’m going elsewhere. 8 years in the same (and only) place, is just too long.
And the tightrope gets thinner…