Guten Morgen

It's another dreary morning in Boston - far too muggy for my tastes.

I've done a lot of contemplating about what will happen next year if I don't get the Fulbright, and I've more or less decided that I will be shipping abroad regardless. Best case scenario I find some other means of supporting myself in Andorra. That way I can still carry out my research and hopefully produce a great MA paper on Andorran sociolinguistics. Since starting the application process in June I have envisioned myself gallivanting in Western Europe next year, and this idea has continued, and will continue until I either get the grant or don't. If I am denied, I feel as though next year will be simply miserable, a result of what might be summed up with the cliche "shattered dreams".

This really only has to do with myself, but some might feel as though they are not a good enough reason for me to stay in Boston, etc. False. When it comes down to it, I just have different needs, and my passions in life do not all lie within the Boston, East Coast, or even U.S. bubble. When I was abroad for 8 months each day was an exciting new adventure. I had the opportunity to put all my language skills to the test, and moreover my life skills in a foreign environment. Just because I need that excitement in my life, however, does not mean it is the only excitement, and that I cannot be happy living here with someone I love.

I made a mistake going straight into graduate school and feel somewhat burnt out. It all started with that fucking 5th year MA in higher education, which prevented my applying for a Fulbright senior year, and thus curtailed the change of my being abroad this year. Upon realizing I hated the program it was already too late. *Sigh*. I really do think that a year off will do me wonders and reinvigorate me for the second year of my MA program.

Anywho, this weekend is the BC/ND game on our turf, which should be quite the spectacle. It's estimated that some 10,000 people will be on campus, and that's just how many DON'T have tickets. I'm guessing someone will be stampeded to death in the Mods. Everyone and their mom from my graduating class will be here this weekend, including Lou, so that should be fun. Meanwhile, Christopher will be home in CT this weekend for reasons unknown, so I'll be free to spend more time with people.

That's all for now...I need to finish translating some Old Church Slavonic...