End of the day
Posted 06-23-2010 at 09:02 PM by EmmyNoether
Today was one of those days that I really wasn't sure how it would end... I began by going to the physical therapist. I go because of the chronic pain I feel in my back and neck, which I've suffered through, thinking it was just stress. Well, it probably is, but the therapist, this morning, was quite impressed by how tense I can get (I'm not even close to the worst) as she dug her elbow into my shoulder muscles in a way "to release the trigger." It hurt like nothing else, but through it all (I have a VERY high pain tolerance),we laughed about being swimmers and my lack of wanting to compete.
I got to work, more relieved than I had been, since the last time I saw her. Still, I worked on something that made me feel like I was trying to prove something someone along the way had proved a million times over. That said, after google searching it - no avail - I couldn't find anything to which to refer. That said, I'm stuck trying to "re-invent the wheel"- or so I think... maybe I will actually prove something remotely original.
Still, I didn't prove anything, yet, as of the end of today. I worked very, very hard, but got pretty much nowhere.. At the end of today, I was frustrated, irritated, and completely annoyed at people. I do have a problem separating math/work from life. I find myself still harboring the resentment against myself for not finishing my proofs. Therefore, any unsuspecting person is susceptible to feeling the wrath of my frustration at math. I feel fear for the slow gas-station cashier or CVS pharmaceutical employee of my wrath when I am frustrated. It is so sad that America doesn't have a giant whistle (I know, too communist) to remind people of the end of the day and that it is time to let it all go. Unfortunately, if you are a grad student, that whistle is silent, because there is no break... every time is crunch time.
I got to work, more relieved than I had been, since the last time I saw her. Still, I worked on something that made me feel like I was trying to prove something someone along the way had proved a million times over. That said, after google searching it - no avail - I couldn't find anything to which to refer. That said, I'm stuck trying to "re-invent the wheel"- or so I think... maybe I will actually prove something remotely original.
Still, I didn't prove anything, yet, as of the end of today. I worked very, very hard, but got pretty much nowhere.. At the end of today, I was frustrated, irritated, and completely annoyed at people. I do have a problem separating math/work from life. I find myself still harboring the resentment against myself for not finishing my proofs. Therefore, any unsuspecting person is susceptible to feeling the wrath of my frustration at math. I feel fear for the slow gas-station cashier or CVS pharmaceutical employee of my wrath when I am frustrated. It is so sad that America doesn't have a giant whistle (I know, too communist) to remind people of the end of the day and that it is time to let it all go. Unfortunately, if you are a grad student, that whistle is silent, because there is no break... every time is crunch time.
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