the life of a grad student

you may wonder what it is exactly that i do in grad school (aside from procastinating of course). well, here’s a little glimpse into my world this semester.

i am getting my master in international education (it’s my second master after having been out working for 5 years) and this semester i am taking a class on equity and equality in education, cranking out a paper or research proposal that covers an equity issue and explores how education plays a roll. it’s all pretty abstract, i know. i’m writing on children affected by hiv/aids and their limited educational opportunities. ultimately, the goal is to come up with a solution that would keep these kids in school thus enabling them to get a (better) education. every year in school helps.

the other class i take is on training design. ever participated in a workshop or a training? this class is about learning how to write a training manual and how to deliver that training. my training, albeit in a fictional setting, is for college kids who will intern in a country with a high hiv/aids prevalence rate. if you see a pattern you’re smart! ;-) i thought writing up the training manual would be an easy thing but it actually does take quite some time and with such a sensitive topic you can’t just schedule any funny group activity. participants have to trust each other first before even approaching the delicate topic of hiv/aids and personal behavior.

the third class i take (yes, i’m full-time) i program evaluation and that’s pretty straight forward: i am evaluating a project using tools and ways to think that i am learning in the class.

it’s a pretty hands on semester compared to the last but nevertheless challenging albeit in a different way. i have to think a lot more creatively and i love that. at the same time it feels like there is less rules, more wiggle room and that can lead to feeling a little lost in the assignments.

i love being back in school and i love the fact that after each class my head is spinning with ideas, questions, challenges to my way of thinking. i don’t love the fact that i have basically no income but i knew that going into this. it’s just amazing how used you get to having a pay check every month that allows you to have spending money. it’s a good thing i started to downsize way before i moved over here. i changed my spending and shopping habits, i looked at my needs vs wants when it came to purchases and that is helping me now. i find it important to be able to make that distinction especially when living on a budget. don’t get me wrong, i don’t have to sleep under the bridge or starve thanks to my amazing special someone. but if it wasn’t for him i would have a very hard time making ends meet. living in the nation’s capital is an expensive endeavor.

anyways, i don’t want to mope around, i just wanted to tell you what i am currently working on and why i am procrastinating :-) hey, it’s spring break, being a slug is somewhat allowed. ;-)

franzi

 

out of all things i could be doing…

i’m doing taxes. taxes, people!!! i am moving to another continent in 11 days and i am doing taxes. you’d think i had other stuff to do…like downsize, or pack, or finish the baby blanket i have been meaning to finish months ago, or be with friends and family, or sleep, or enjoy the summer….yeah, out of all these possible things i am doing taxes. life is a bitch!

well, technically, i have put the burden of my tax return on an accountant because i don’t have the time and energy to worry with that paper stuff now. i rather pay a little extra and have someone do my paperwork. she’ll also do next year’s return which will be an adventure in itself considering that we will be separated by an ocean…

but though i have someone do the return for me i still need to collect all the paperwork and bills and stuff. ugh. annoying!!! plus i need to prepare the 2012 return so that as many documents are already in place as is possible at this point in time.

did i mention i am leaving in 11 days??? 11!!! that’s less than 2 weeks! time to freak out!

franzi

the life you leave behind

moving still sucks, people! in case you had any doubts that i have changed my mind.

yesterday afternoon i took a bicycle ride with my colleagues. it was my farewell gift. they all took half a day off and we biked to a lake about 10km from the city. there we had a huge picnic, splashed around in the water, and chatted away for hours until it was time to ride back home. it was a wonderful day and really helped me to get my mind off of things.

i really was relaxed for the time we had together but as soon as i was back in my apartment i was at my usual hightened-alert stress level.

today was no different. i have been up and running around since 7:30 in the morning. i had a baby blanket to finish (pictures will follow next week when i have had a few days to relax and get my mind back together), pack, toss, pack some more. but i also had brunch with a friend and met up with the new owner of the baby blanket. while these dates made me feel rushed beforehand, while i was meeting my friends i felt like it was the right decision. i can pull all-nighters if i have to to get my apartment ready for the handover. but i cannot get back time with my friends so it all boils down to setting priorities, really.

today i also had my last dance class…sniff. we taped like crazy so i can watch all the choreos when i am all sad and homesick ;-) i loved that dancing studio and the instructor. she’s got her heart in the right place and she is a wonderful teacher. it’s not easy to teach adults especially if they are on such different skill levels as we are.

this is what makes moving so hard. it’s the people and the life you leave behind, the places, the sights and sounds…

franzi

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