quack in PhDilemma

I'm in a good mood today. This is because when bad things happen I combat it by actually being in a really great mood.This is probably my favorite of my psycho-defense mechanisms.

The whole grad application thing is just not going well at all. I've contacted professors in my first choice schools, And the responses I got back were..meh. They were mostly nice, but one of the guys who I really wanted to work with responded by suggesting I take a class on research and then get back to him. Excuse me? I already took that class dickhead. I graduated already. I kept wondering if he meant to be snippy by saying that. All I told him were my research interests to which he replied "That is too narrow of a topic for someone just beginning their career". The problem was this bastard didn't understand what I was doing. They say you are supposed to just talk to these profs and ask them "questions" so they know who you are when your application comes in.

One of the women who wrote me back was nice, but she told me she was on "Sabbatical" in the UK. I was like "Hmm. Don't know what that means but it sounds pretty Jewish to me." She's taking a year off from work. But she did exactly what she was supposed to do and told me that she'd keep an eye out for my application. Whether or not she meant that, at least she was following the expected flow of things people are supposed to do in these situations.

One of the other women I contacted turned out to be retired. She goes "That's why it says 'erumitus" next to my name" Ok i know that's not how to spell it but honestly who cares. WHO TALKS LIKE THAT. JUST SAY RETIRED. YOU THINK I WAS BORN KNOWING WHAT THE FUCKING WORD ERIMITUS MEANS. GET YO LIFE

At least she was alive. I've heard of students writing in their personal statement that they'd like to work with a professor who was dead.

Im discouraged. Also I flunked the practice CLEP exam from yesterday. Which means now I have to spend the day studying fucking data encryption. So I don't waste 80 bucks on the actual test. I'm finally going to be working three days at CBS starting tomorrow. Maybe I'll be able to squeeze in some studying then. I know I have today but ugh...I actually feel like working out. Maybe I'll go to the gym.

I fucked up my lower back somehow. I like cannot sleep comfortably no matter what I do. I feel like I need to sleep in a hammock.

Man I want to go to Noah's Ark. This water park in WI with a bunch of stupid slides. One time this fat kid landed on me and I almost drowned