Showing posts with label fears. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fears. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

do you know any jokes about sodium hypobromite?

Today was my very first day of grad school classes. I say classes, but I actually only had one today: organometallics (carbon bonding with metals). It wasn't too bad yet...but...we got a homework assignment. And I cannot do a single problem without pulling out my sophomore o chem textbook. BAh. Oh, and we have to memorize the periodic table. No big. There are only 118 elements. (Although there is a separate class dealing with the f-block metals, and no one really does anything with elements 109-118, so that gives us 81.)

It's cool though because I AM A GRAD STUDENT AND I CAN TOTALLY HANDLE THIS.

famous last words.

But let's end on a happy note. How excited are you for this movie?!


Thursday, February 17, 2011

i've been invited!

Who would've thought, that after managing a flight from Toulouse to Paris to home by myself, that I'd be slightly terrified to fly to Philadelphia for the chem department's open house?

Or, that I'd be terrified to put down almost $600 on a flight ticket because I can't decide if I count as flying from the west coast or the central US (we get $500 reimbursement for flying from the west coast, but only $400 if flying from central/south). Or! How about the fact that Aaron doesn't find out if he gets into Penn until three days before the open house? So if we get bad news that day, it'll be like, "what the heck am I going to Philadelphia for?"

Anyway. These are the things that keep me awake at night. Navigating airports, coordinating mine and Aaron's life, and what to do with a 4 hour layover in Cincinnati?!

Monday, October 4, 2010

sometimes

i get scared that i will end up as one of those moms who refuses to get out of bed and just sleeps all day and lets the laundry pile up and the kids be neglected.


or maybe i'm really just scared that i will either a. not get into grad school or b. (even worse, in my opinion) i will get into grad school and then realize i'm in way over my head and the admissions committee will realize that i sure fooled them and then they'll flunk me and i'll sink into a depression and never do anything productive with my life. 
it's things like products that don't dissolve and incorrectly done columns that make you (and by you i mean me) think such things.