Well, today marks the end of my second week of grad school. So far I'm surviving.
I love the classes, though there is a lot of reading. And at times the math is a little much. I can't tell you how good it feels though to be here doing what I always wanted to. I've always loved the graphs in Economics. The movements almost seemed like a dance to me. I love learning more about them and what makes them work. And to be with others who get that is wonderful.
My fellow students add to the experience. At this level most of us are hear because we love to learn. They are an amazing group. So many are from all over the world. I am learning a lot about their cultures, mainly through food. We have formed a study group for all our math problems. And there are a lot of math problems!
Last Friday I was able to attend a party held by the grad students in my department. It was great to meet the students further along in the program and learn more about the program. One of the second years is from Atlanta. We talked about all the things we missed from the southeast and all they places we had been. And, his name is Ben just like my brother. I told him I'd never be able to forget his name. Marcy, a 4th year, went to Wake Forrest for her undergrad. Small world! And Mark, another 4th year, grew up an hour away from me in Nebraska. Bonus, his wife grew up in the town where my grandma did. We laughed about playing 6 degrees of Michelle (Sorry Kevin Bacon!)
All in all, its been great so far. The work is challenging, but I expected that. Everyone is nice so far and all of the students have been helpful. And I continue to feel that this is the place I am supposed to be.
