Ah, for the Good Ol' Days of Grad School

There are many times in one's life when someone more experienced (i.e., older) gives you some advice, and you think, "WHAT!?!?!?!?!" I have found that I usually feel foolish later about that feeling.

Mentor extraordinare Annie Lang used to tell me that I had it made in graduate school. I could hardly imagine this. Classes. Papers. Research assistant work. Endless, it seemed.

One day on third floor of the Radio/TV building, IU professor Harmeet Sawhney pined for the good 'ol days of graduate school. He had time to work on things then, he said. "WHAT!?!?!?!?!," I thought. Seriously, I thought the man was delusional. Time in graduate school? Ha!

Fast forward a couple of years, and I must admit they were right. I have time for nothing. The clock spins like some kind of weird fast forward montage from a movie. It was 1 p.m. earlier today. I thought, "Aha! I have an afternoon." No. Grant application. Make-up exam. Read master's thesis. Powerpoints for tomorrow. Oops. Day is over. Next.

On to the next one. Life is relative, you know. And it's funny how time has a way of making us feel foolish!