Life Update | I’m a graduate student!

Hello, sweet peas! Long time, no see!

I’m sorry I’ve been MIA recently, but, to be fair, it’s been for a good cause. As you can tell by the title, I got accepted into graduate school and will be begin studying for my Master’s degree in English this January, as well as working as a part-time research assistant for the English department!

*cue internalized screaming*

I’m so grateful for this opportunity, and I realize I’m speaking from a place of privilege and luck to have the option to attend school. I wish more than anything in this world for education to be more accessible and affordable. To be honest, if it wasn’t for my research assistantship scholarship waiving my tuition, graduate school probably wouldn’t have been an option — my undergrad studies put me in enough debt as it is. It’s cruel, unjust, and simply absurd to force people to pay thousands of dollars for wanting to further their studies after high school, but hey, that’s American capitalism and oppression for ya!

Anyways, after multiple last-minute e-mails and weeks of anxious waiting, I finally received my acceptance letter. Honestly, I didn’t plan on going to graduate school after completing undergrad, mainly from burnout, but a very reflective and confusing gap year changed my mind.

In the last year, I realized I love literature, the power it has to transform and guide a reader’s life, and gushing to people about it! If it wasn’t for books, I don’t even know what type of person I would be now. Plus, I surprisingly miss school. So, with all of this in mind, I decided to pursue graduate school in hopes of becoming a professor one day.

I’ve had so many wonderful and wise teachers throughout my lifetime, as well as some god-awful ones. However, it’s both the awesome and terrible teachers that make me want to become a professor. Of course, I want to make my previous professors proud and provide for students the same way they did for me, but, more than anything, I want to do better justice to English literature than the awful “teachers” I once had.

I remember all of the literature survey studies I took throughout undergrad that inevitably started with something along the lines of “I know you all don’t want to be learning about stories and are only here for the credit and probably won’t show up…” Can you say heartbreaking? It would infuriate me because the entire purpose of a professor is to get students engaged in their topics and discussions; not admitting students annoyance and pre-failure. I kid you not, almost every literature survey I attended was like that, and I really want to defeat this odd taboo that reading is boring and meaningless. Literature opened me up to a world and mindset that I never thought was possible, and I hope to help someone along that same journey.

But yeah! I’m super stoked to get back into the academic world and feel at home again. I have a lot of blog post ideas planned, as well, so be on the lookout for those!

I hope you all have a wonderful holiday season! Stay safe, my love bugs!