waiting to hear back from my advisor is like a test of...ah, screw it.
it just kills.
my anxiety level is sky rocket high, gmail notifier puts me on edge when typically it makes me happy, and...and...and i can't focus on anything but the nun's response.
i feel like i'm waiting for my punishment.
sitting nervously in arraignment, wishing the sentencing would come quick & the pain be even quicker.
this is an unhealthy situation we've got here, people.
and i'm afraid i'm largely responsible for it.
but damn it, the power dynamics--it's all about power & the abuse of it.
wish i had me some power.
i vow never to be this kind of advisor but chances are, i just might...