What exactly makes someone an adult? Or a grown-up? And am I finally at that point where I envisioned when I was younger and people asked what I wanted to do when I was bigger?
Maybe I'm not at full-time salary status yet -- heck, the school is paying for my private education on top of my stipend, so I'll take it -- but I think I'm finally close to being classified as that dreaded word: a "grown-up."
For the first time in my life, I'm paying nearly all my bills and get this, I've finally moved into my own bedroom and have the first double-sized bed of my 23 years of existence! Granted, these are minor steps, but having a room to yourself in a house with a large bed might just qualify as heaven in my book.
So this is where my life is headed... I'm getting excited about new "adult-like" purchases and inheritances. Either way, I'm getting way more excited about grad school than I've ever been before. Unlike senior year of my undergrad career, I won't have to balance an ongoing thesis with regular classes. We only have two classes a semester, one of which is to assist with our research, and then it's all thesis, all the time.
Even though we haven't yet officially held class, we're already being asked to research thesis topics and I'm getting quite excited about finally being able to do my own line of study, on my own agenda. No general education b.s. that we had to suffer through during the first two years of our undergrad careers. This is the real stuff.
Again, in more ways than one, I'm "on my own." And a 9-5 workin' girl. Who ever thought I'd reach this point in my life, firing on all cylinders and enjoying it?!
Maybe I'm not at full-time salary status yet -- heck, the school is paying for my private education on top of my stipend, so I'll take it -- but I think I'm finally close to being classified as that dreaded word: a "grown-up."
For the first time in my life, I'm paying nearly all my bills and get this, I've finally moved into my own bedroom and have the first double-sized bed of my 23 years of existence! Granted, these are minor steps, but having a room to yourself in a house with a large bed might just qualify as heaven in my book.
So this is where my life is headed... I'm getting excited about new "adult-like" purchases and inheritances. Either way, I'm getting way more excited about grad school than I've ever been before. Unlike senior year of my undergrad career, I won't have to balance an ongoing thesis with regular classes. We only have two classes a semester, one of which is to assist with our research, and then it's all thesis, all the time.
Even though we haven't yet officially held class, we're already being asked to research thesis topics and I'm getting quite excited about finally being able to do my own line of study, on my own agenda. No general education b.s. that we had to suffer through during the first two years of our undergrad careers. This is the real stuff.
Again, in more ways than one, I'm "on my own." And a 9-5 workin' girl. Who ever thought I'd reach this point in my life, firing on all cylinders and enjoying it?!
3 comments:
a working girl, eh?
That is so scary! A real grown-up! But let's not kid ourselves, living in France is about as grown up as it gets, so it's not like you're a newbie at this. Are you paying for your own car insurance? I feel like that is a big stepping stone to adulthood.
My one friend decided it's when you pay your own phone bill that you're a grown up, since even her phd candidate sister doesn't do that yet. France also totally counts, but it does feel too transient to be "really" grown up. Hurray you!!
I don't think I'll feel like one till all the student loans are paid off, thus giving me another 20 years of adolesence! Yessss.
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