I think I was hungover when I decided to go
to college. Here’s what you should expect:
- you will gain weight
- by the time you finish you’re either alcoholic or bipolar
- your only real friends are the ones you made in school
- bitching
- you will learn nothing
Well, I certainly lost weight in grad school. Being broke and anxiety-ridden does that. And I’ve learned a lot. Whether I’ll end up using much of it in “real life” is another matter. But you are on the money with numbers 2, 3, and 4. You find out who your real friends are when you all bitch about your advisors over a couple of drinks. It’s what keeps you sane.