I was aware that I didn't get into the most prestigious grad school - to be perfectly honest, I didn't want to deal with the pretentions, so I quite satisfied with my choice.
Little did I know, this grad school functions like undergrad, quite possibly becuase there are a plethora of 4th undergrads in all my classes. "Hybrid class" my ass. Sure, they do it all the time at the MA / PhD level, but those are GRADUATE level classes. Ugh. *
Anyway, I've had difficulty feeling like a grad student, getting acclimatized to the new job / new place / new school, and this morning was the first time I really felt like me, and thus threw on my "new" skinny jeans**, a tank, boyfriend cardigan, and my gladiators.
While I didn't feel like a graduate student, I at least felt like a student.
*On a better note, Scott was bugging me about the impetuousness of my pictures (I pick a spot, I line up the shot, then decide what I am going to do just before the flash goes), and I didn't cry! Yeah!
** these jeans, as mentioned on my other blog, were flare jeans that I altered into skinny jeans.