Just when you think....
Posted 06-25-2010 at 07:08 PM by EmmyNoether
Yesterday I woke up bright-eyed and bushy tailed and excited about working on something that would make a huge dent in my thesis, if only I could get it... It seems true, just the details of the proof have been escaping me. Then, as I'm feeling on the top of the world, I held a pen in my mouth and... cracked my bottom front tooth! Really?! Can't life just stand still at the status quo of decency? Not mine, apparently!
So, I turn from being in a "on-the-up-and-up" mood into a frustrated "why-can't-the-god-of-murphy-just-leave-me-alone-for-a-week" mood. To take pity on me because I was feeling frustrated and pissed, my boyfriend took me to lunch to help me clear my mind. It was wonderful, really. I was so relieved, and felt a little better after food. I felt so good, that I got back to my desk and my eye lids felt heavy as I pushed my brain around details. I put my head on the desk and dozed briefly.
Then, I woke up to a message from my boyfriend where he mentioned that he had recently received an email that there was an armed robber running around the campus and some buildings in the vicinity were in lock-down. Of course, with my luck (especially after complaining about a chipped tooth), my building was one of them. It's 31 hours later and I still haven't received that email!
Feeling a little frustrated about life, I finally got home and reflected. In the past 4 weeks, I've: thought my mother was dying; flew to help her dry-pack a wound; returned home just as my adviser was leaving; had 8 ticks embedded in me; thought my dog was dying; found out that I'll have to pay my way through next year (health insurance NOT included); chipped my tooth; AND been trapped on campus while the police chase an armed robber. Then, just to add more fun to my already frustrating life, my car breaks started to squeal. When I started this blog, I really thought that the drama would be something about trying to get 4 committee members in room at the same time... not the fact that I feel like I am slipping down a steep slope into a break-down. As for defenses, I'm laughing the whole way down this hill.
So, I turn from being in a "on-the-up-and-up" mood into a frustrated "why-can't-the-god-of-murphy-just-leave-me-alone-for-a-week" mood. To take pity on me because I was feeling frustrated and pissed, my boyfriend took me to lunch to help me clear my mind. It was wonderful, really. I was so relieved, and felt a little better after food. I felt so good, that I got back to my desk and my eye lids felt heavy as I pushed my brain around details. I put my head on the desk and dozed briefly.
Then, I woke up to a message from my boyfriend where he mentioned that he had recently received an email that there was an armed robber running around the campus and some buildings in the vicinity were in lock-down. Of course, with my luck (especially after complaining about a chipped tooth), my building was one of them. It's 31 hours later and I still haven't received that email!
Feeling a little frustrated about life, I finally got home and reflected. In the past 4 weeks, I've: thought my mother was dying; flew to help her dry-pack a wound; returned home just as my adviser was leaving; had 8 ticks embedded in me; thought my dog was dying; found out that I'll have to pay my way through next year (health insurance NOT included); chipped my tooth; AND been trapped on campus while the police chase an armed robber. Then, just to add more fun to my already frustrating life, my car breaks started to squeal. When I started this blog, I really thought that the drama would be something about trying to get 4 committee members in room at the same time... not the fact that I feel like I am slipping down a steep slope into a break-down. As for defenses, I'm laughing the whole way down this hill.
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