It's so late and I am so tired that I cannot fall asleep. Today was a little crazy and my brain is still hurting. I took the GRE and got a full 10 points more than I did three years ago. You would think after attending graduate school and learning copious amounts of information and new vocabulary words for three years that I would make a vast improvement. But no; it was instead almost the exact same score. So what is this test measuring anyway? I think it must only measure how well I take tests, which apparently is not well at all.
I'm starting to think more seriously about beauty school. I come from a long line of beauticians. Both my grandmothers were hairdressers. And my great grandmother and all of one of my grandma's sisters. I have an eye for makeup and hair and I love doing it, so why not? Well...it may end up being my only option if academe decides it doesn't want me. I've got to find some way to pay off all these student loans. It may also be a life with less pressures than academia, and I can continue learning on my own. As I said in my last post, maybe now I have to realize that life really is about survival, but I think there is something noble in that. Surviving and helping others survive, easing their suffering and building them up, is pretty important. I thought writing and teaching people about art and beauty was what I was meant to do to help make the world a better place, but who knows, maybe there's another way for me.
So, even though this week I've had some set backs, I'm not going to let them keep me down. The universe has a way of setting things right and I'll find my place somewhere in it.