Sometimes, I think I get too caught up in what I'm supposed to be, who I'm supposed to be, rather than just being.  I think the chasm between who we are and who we would like to be is the most painful to face because that distance and how far we fall short reminds us of our inadequacies. 

Anyway, it's weird seeing my fellow senior friends gearing up for jobs and sending out applications and cover letters.  I don't think I'm quite ready to be grown up yet.  I am thinking seriously about grad school for a variety of disciplines: Psych, Literature, English, Women's and Gener Studies, Sociology, or Anthropology.  I know in terms of Literature, they pay me a stipend and all that to go to grad school, at least in the top tiers.  I'm not sure about the other disciplines, and I don't want to spend money on something if I just want to learn something "for the fun of it."  People expect you to be a professor when you go to grad school; that is the training you get.  I don't really know if I want to be a professor.  I am also considering law school, but I really don't want to do it as a default choice.  I have more time than most of the people in my year, but it doesn't make it any easier.

Oh.  And I hate frisbees.  Those things, what ARE they?  I mean, why is that considered fun?  Hurling a disc at each other?  I don't understand it.

Right oh.

Classes I am taking:

-Stat for Psych

-Autobiography and Fiction

-Don Quixote

-Developmental Psych

-Research Methods in Cognitive Psychology

-Gender, Globalization, and Feminist Politics

Yes, I am double majoring.  Or trying to.  It's official.

I'm crazy.

And extremely sleep-deprived.

Let's see how long this will last.