Good lord, it's finally happened. I've hit the point where I'm actually, legitimately considering the idea of applying for graduate school.
GRADUATE SCHOOL. What the hell.
Now, of course I can't afford graduate school; I could barely afford the first degree I got, and that's even taking into account that I got it from the threadbare bargain store of education that is the University of Manitoba. But my employment history to date has been such a mortifying chain of underachievements and disappoinments that something has to be done, even if it means throwing good money after bad and chasing a second piece of paper even after the first got me nowhere.
Consider this: you know those applications that you have to send to universities just to even be considered for admission? It costs minimum fifty bucks a pop just to file the application. (Yes, really. And that's lowballing it! For example, the Universities of British Columbia and Saskatchewan ask $90; Queen's, and the University of Regina, ask $85; the University of Alberta says 'screw it' and demands the full $100.) And each application must be accompanied by at least one official transcript; these transcripts, despite being mere sheets of paper with my own numbers on them, will cost me ten dollars each. (Yes, really.)
So if I apply to four or five schools, hoping reasonably that I might get into at least one of them -- I will actually be spending more money than I make in a week. And I work full-time! At a dollar fifty above the current minimum wage, no less!
Such is the whimsy and merriment that I have to look forward to, if somebody doesn't smarten me up and talk me out of it first.
Bloody graduate school, I swear. Rasserfrackin' mumble grumble why I oughtta.
Monday, December 10, 2007
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You know you wanna.
Here you go. Been a long time fan. Good luck.
http://cdnba.wordpress.com/nominate/best-local-blog/
Oh, my, how you flatter me. Much appreciated!
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