Notice, please, the ABOUT ME section to the left has undergone a mild revision.
Tonight, if I were participating in graduation ceremonies, I would be -- well, participating in graduate ceremonies. But I've done that twice, and this degree is for me alone, and I feel no need to have my parents watch me get a blank piece of paper wrapped in ribbon and not hear my name called out.
It seems like graduate school happened too quick, like I'm not prepared at all. I said I felt like I was a librarian way back in the beginning of the semester, but I somehow don't know. I find myself thinking that there is so much that I don't know, that no Human Resources person in their right mind would want to hire me. I so wish I had taken some sort of Instruction class -- which sounds more redundant than it is. Almost all the positions I've been hiring for have been for Reference & Instructional Librarians, and while I have precious little experience with the former, I have virtually none with the latter.
Part of my freak-out is that, for the first time in two and a half years, there's no plan for next semester. Well, I would like to get a job, of course, but that isn't the same as knowing that you have three classes, scheduled in the evening so you can still watch "Lost" and "Gilmore Girls". You no longer have the Plan of Work that you have to fill out after completing 9 credit hours in the program. The future blob once again looms in front of you, it's gaping maw just a footstep ahead of you, waiting for you to fail.
Whoa. Heavy.
For right now, though, I'm just decompressing from the whole thing, and hoping that my expectations for myself in my Research Methods class far outstrip the expectations from my professor. I don't want to get my first B in my last class.
I think I'm going to take a vacation early next year. And I think I'm going to get actual-drunk* this weekend. But then, I always say that, and never do.
*Usually I drink 3 beers, start to feel it, and then demure from anything else. It sucks, being so responsible.
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Bill, my bloggy friend!
CONGRATULATIONS! Whoo Hoo! You be a librarian! This is a great accomplishment. Embrace it and enjoy the afterglow of a job well done! Perhaps this weekend you can even get a wee bit drunk. But then this advice is from a guy who is so uber responsible that he feel like he has to stay sober to mother hen his drunk friends.
But I digress.....
Don't worry too much about what you don't know. You have a good foundation to move forward on your path. Enjoy this moment. It seems like these happpy moments are fleeting. So embrace them when you have them by the tail.
And again...congrats!
db
Congratulations! May the future blob soon congeal into a dream job.
I don't know; the image of the Future Blob congealing just makes it sound like Future Gravy, which is hardly appetizing, although it is still better than the Future Blob coagulating into my dream job. That makes it sound like I have to sacrifice versions on the stone alter of the Future Blob, allowing the gutters to run full of their sweet, nourishing blood.
I'm not worried; academic positions are notoriously slow to hire people they are interested in, and I have yet to hear any definite NOs.
Ew. Sorry about my unappetizing choice of words there...
No problem. I understood what you meant, anyways!
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