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Vaguely drunk posting
Jan. 31st, 2006 11:37 pmLast night I read an article over on websnark about what happened at Something Positive the other day. The guy writing was drunk, from celebrating his birthday (another january birthday) and because of the drunkness the guy was being blatantly honest and self-reflective.
I'm sorta drunk right now -- not really really drunk, because that leads to an inability to type -- but drunk enough to have some truthiness let loose.
I am unhappy with my schooling. I don't think I'm dumb. I think I'm totally capable of doing this graduate school thing. I also know that I disagree with a lot of my fellow grad students' opinions on practically everything. I also disagree with my prof's a lot of the time. This is disconcerting. I don't really want to disagree all the time. Sometimes I just want to discuss and work through things -- but it seems like we're beginning from such fundamentally different starting points that discussion isn't even possible. This is depressing for me.
I really want to like school. I really want to have productive and useful conversations in class. I really want someone to engage with me in discussion. I really want to say something and not have people immediately change the subject.
Yarg and blarg and blarg. I am demoralized and discouraged, and every tuesday night only makes it worse. My war and peace class isn't all that bad, but damn if feminist methodology doesn't make me want to walk into traffic.
I'm sorta drunk right now -- not really really drunk, because that leads to an inability to type -- but drunk enough to have some truthiness let loose.
I am unhappy with my schooling. I don't think I'm dumb. I think I'm totally capable of doing this graduate school thing. I also know that I disagree with a lot of my fellow grad students' opinions on practically everything. I also disagree with my prof's a lot of the time. This is disconcerting. I don't really want to disagree all the time. Sometimes I just want to discuss and work through things -- but it seems like we're beginning from such fundamentally different starting points that discussion isn't even possible. This is depressing for me.
I really want to like school. I really want to have productive and useful conversations in class. I really want someone to engage with me in discussion. I really want to say something and not have people immediately change the subject.
Yarg and blarg and blarg. I am demoralized and discouraged, and every tuesday night only makes it worse. My war and peace class isn't all that bad, but damn if feminist methodology doesn't make me want to walk into traffic.
