7 weeks.

This week was spring break for most kids. I do not get a spring break... I do not get a break till May... until I put on my dress, red high-heels, cap, gown, hood, and sit in a ceremony surrounded by other Master's and Doctoral students for 2 hours. Actually, it will probably happen before that. I will probably get a break as soon as I know my thesis got the stamp of approval. Which will hopefully be the end of April. I did get my cap, gown, and hood this week; makes it more real, more exciting, more determination to get everything done and be done with school.

I just finished the introduction to my thesis... and I have to write the conclusion. I hate writing the conclusion. I essentially have to wrap up my 50 page paper, which should be easy because I have been working on it for over a year. But I am kind of over working on it. I mean, I have a love/hate relationship with it. Making as much progress as I have makes me super happy and exciting. But I have also spent over a year on this thing, and I feel like I have nothing more to say. I just need to -do- it. Suck it up, Kyrie. You are going to have a Master's degree in 7 weeks.

7 weeks! 7 weeks still my family is coming to this town! 7 weeks till I jump out of an airplane! 7 weeks till I see the one artist I love wholeheartedly and could never, ever get sick of. 7 weeks till I party my ass off. 7 weeks till I can put "MA" at the end of my name. 7 weeks till I can read for fun. 7 weeks till I can breathe and maybe take a vacation. 7 weeks till I am done with school for a few years. 7. weeks. That's crazy. It took me 7 years, lots of tears, lots of freakingthefuckout, lots of 4 hour phone conversations with my aunt to get me to calm the hell down, lots of heartbreak, lots of late nights, lots of irritation, frustration, and bliss to get to this point, but hot damn. I am going to have a MASTERS degree. First in the family. holy crap. I am the shiiiiit.

I just started another class this week. Luckily, I only have to write 4 two-page papers! Super easy. Kinda. Not really. It's a 7 week class so it is a bit intense. anyone who has done a 8 week class knows how fucking hard it is. Especially if it is in graduate school. I have a lot of problems with people who look at my funny when I say my grad program is online. When your grad program is online, you never get a break; you never get a weekend, we never get to -not- deal with school. Because it is the internet and everyone is working all the time and doing things all the time. It is so hard to step away from the computer and not think about it. Because it is never ending. So when people look at me funny when I say my grad program is online, I instinctively think, "fuck you. you have no idea what I have to deal with." I have never had so much homework to do, so much writing, so much reading. Let me tell you something, last 7 weeks I had a class. I had papers due every week. They had to be 7-10 pages each. I also had to do 5 original discussion posts, followed by answering 5 different peoples discussion for each of the original 5. This was the MINIMUM you HAD to do. By the end of the semester, I had over 400 discussions posts. Oh, and I had tests every week. You wanna tell me this shit isn't hard? really? tell it to me so I can hit you in the face.

Rant done.

I just put a vanilla bean pound cake in the oven twenty minutes ago, and it smells so good. I love vanilla bean. I love pound cake. I am thinking I am going to love the two together.