Okay, so we left off at the end of last week with me getting ready to get back in the ring, dukes up, ready for round two.
Well, I also got my butt kicked in round 2.
Continue reading Week 7, or Ravynn and the Resiliency Project
Okay, so we left off at the end of last week with me getting ready to get back in the ring, dukes up, ready for round two.
Well, I also got my butt kicked in round 2.
Continue reading Week 7, or Ravynn and the Resiliency Project
I started the week frantically trying to finish the world’s densest book on Hispanic intellectual history ever written and finished it by dragging my worn and battered body to my parents’ house, so I could get good food and a chance to wallow.
Continue reading Week 6, or Ravynn and the no good, really bad week
Yet another week of grad school is water under the bridge, and I’ve only had, like, two moments of crippling anxiety and only a few instances of the imposter syndrome this week. The shiny glow of the new and unexplored is fading away and I’m left facing the reality of of my life in grad school.