I hurt. Its been almost a week now since I have my wisdom teeth taken out and I'm afraid that one of them might have developed into a dry socket. I keep getting these sharp pressure headaches that rest on my temples and feel like someone have got my head in a vicegrip and are refusing to let it go. I think I only got about three hours of sleep last night because of the entire ordeal. I really am developing a whole new respect for people who suffer from chronic migraines; I never realised all of what they have to go through.
Nothing else much is going on at this point. My summer class is nearing an end and I'm preparing for the second part of the summer; visiting grad schools and friends. To tell you the truth this is the part that I've been looking forward to the most, it is going to be so nice to have the open road beneath my wheels again and to be able to go out and see other parts of the country. I still really want to do my trip to New England a bit later on.
The only problem with the summer, of course, is that it has to end. I really am dreading going back to Alaska for another year of teaching. While I was up there it was possible to numb myself to most of the things which I was missing out on, and the alternative (no job/starvaion) just wasn't that good. Having been down here though for even a month now, I have to say I'm afraid that I'm going to be painfully aware of everything next year. I understand that this is for the better, two years of experience in the Alaskan Bush is going to make my resume look near immaculate, but I really want to be starting grad school in two months rather than in a year and two months. I've worn the mask of teacher and, no matter how nice it may well look on others, it doesn't fit me well at all. I can't even see out of the eye holes, and I keep running into walls....which make my students laugh at me
In other news as of this week I am leaning towards a degree in Public Administration. Last week I was leaning towards History. Who will win in this race to the finish I've also decided that I'm goign to be lookign for a school in a bigger community; I've lived in the coutnry and small towns my entire life (except for a few months in Madison) and as much as I love those locales I think that I really need to experience a new type of environment. Who knows, when its time ot get married and have kids the coutnry will be waiting for me....unless some evil city people pour concrete all over it!
I hope you feel better.
I've always lived in really small communities too. It can warp your mind. I'm glad you're getting out of there. Grad school will be easy to adjust to though, because a lot of getting through it is about navigating effectively through a tiny community. Go for public administration - it turns out that being employable after grad school is pretty important. Who knew?