All weekend, I prepped for grad school for the most part. I finished my readings for the second class. I had to finish this book by Keller and watch a documentary. I watched the documentary on Friday. Drew watched it with me, which was nice. I took notes. It was so depressing. It was a little over an hour long. It basically talked about having a college degree is a middle class dream, but it is not attainable for the middle class anymore. They discussed lower income families turning to community college, but dropping out due to the stress outside of school, it discussed how college is becoming less affordable, the difference between private education and public education (University wise), and the documentary shared the views of some professors and students both in Private and Public Universities. It is crazy the differences and the issues that surround education.
On Sunday, I thought I was finished, so I wanted to go to my parents to see my cousin, who got into Pittsburgh last night. Drew didn’t really want us to go. He wanted me to be prepared for school on Monday, and I can respect that. We are also supposed to see my cousins next Friday, so I wasn’t totally missing out. I just didn’t like how Drew came off at first. He kind of turned into this big discussion, and seems to complain when my family comes up and we all have to get together, it is what it is.
After breakfast, I refreshed course web and noticed that the professor from the first class Intro to Research Methodology, finally put up the syllabi and course documents. I noticed that I had some reading to do. I didn’t have any assignments until next class, but I thought damn. I thought I was in the clear. Drew said, “do you want to hold off on the gym then, so you can study?” I said, “Yea, probably best.” I went upstairs, took a shower, and got changed into some comfortable clothes, and then got to reading. I wanted to get out and go shopping with Anthony, or do something. It’s not going to happen. I read until my eyes fell out.
After I finished my reading, Drew went to the gym, and then I went to my parents. I saw my cousin for a bit, and he was loaded. He had so much wine to drink already. I was surprised how drunk he was off of wine. I hate drinking wine after awhile. I can’t get drunk off of it. We all talked for a bit, then I took him up to mount Washington. He and I sat on a park bench and he told me how things aren’t going well with Crystal and how he feels like she complains all the time. He isn’t happy and I don’t think she is either obviously. They just need to break up. I know it will be hard because they have a daughter together, but this is bad and it will only get worse.
When I got home Drew had dinner ready for me and I was so happy. He is so supportive. I told him about the visit with my cousin, and how drunk he seemed. It is such a shame. It really is. That evening, I was so nervous about grad school starting the next day. I just hope it’s going to go well. I just want to do well.