My school, work and internship schedule have left me absolutely exhausted at the end of the day and while I know there are six-year-olds in China working 75 hour weeks in sweatshops just to make ends meet, I am still too tired to post a blog entry (or to find out whether the previous sentence is grammatically correct). I complain but I couldn’t be happier. My tiredness is the direct result of my doing things. So, ultimately, I am content that my exhaustion is because I am being productive and not because I work at a sweatshop for pathetic wages (although I’m sure one could make a convincing argument that entry level positions for graduates are pretty pathetic).

For the most part, I can refrain from saying or doing totally stupid things. Yesterday, however, I stuttered, I stumbled, I asked stupid questions and practically pantomimed my way through all of my tasks. It was as if I had forgotten how to be normal, functional human being. Compliments from friends and strangers never fail to embarrass me. Normal people would accept a compliment with grace and gratitude, then carry on in the conversation as if nothing happened. But for me, compliments are life-altering events (like a lunar eclipse) and I put so much emphasis on my response that I can’t seem to control the urge to be completely awkward. I just don’t know what to do with them. Kind of like children.

In my course, Editing Essentials, we’re learning the basic structure and function of sentences. The material sounds fairly simple, even juvenile, but it’s discouraging to find out how much I don’t know. I’m grateful that the course is challenging but this also means that I’ve discovered something new about myself: I seriously don’t care about grammar. I’m sure once I understand the material, I’ll have a much better opinion of modifying modifiers or whatever. To conclude, I love school but school does not necessarily love me.

On a vastly unrelated note, I had a chocolate chip cookie before lunch today and it was delicious.