Grad life

I find myself posting more about work than anything else on my running blog! Hence this blog. I am not sure this blog will last, I might change my mind and delete this blog as I see fit, as I have done in the past. But grad life warrants a blog. Peculiar incidents need documentation for the very reason that they are peculiar. Peculiar cycles of occurence in particular need to be stashed away for future remincising and humour.

For instance, over the past 4 months, I believe (and as partly shown by a sleep log), I have gone to sleep at almost all hours of the day(and night). Back during my undergrad days, my usual sleeping time ranged between 1 - 5 am with ocassional flashes of going in accordance with "Early to bed, early to ri...." by sleeping at 10 pm. Many of these 10 pm crashes were due to night outs made the previous night. But that's about the range of my sleeping times during my undergrad: 9pm - 7am.
Come grad life, I started pondering on the definition of life itself. Life as a process of change made more sense now than ever before. I mean there is this whole American culture , invisible social ettiquete et al, that I had to deal with coupled with courses that overwhelmed me not so much by the content as much by the sheer number of assignments.
Add to all this I was never sure when I was going to sleep. But there was a pattern to all this chaos. There would be cycles of regularity in sleep, work, etc and then life would take a plunge into the stochastic realm and all hell would break loose.
Right now my sleep times have stabilized..I mean really stabilized. I am crashing more or less at a time between 10pm and midnight. I am not sure how long this would last but an offshoot of this discipline I have enforced here is that I am beginning to grasp how difficult it is to work beyond 8 hrs in a day. I mean, during my "night out" phase, I believed that I could work as long as possible if a deadline needed to be met. But now, I need to crash by 12 no matter what and I also need to eat, fart, browse and work all in a time span of 17 hrs. Plus as the evening comes along, my thinking plummets, my mind vacillates to no end or better stops functioning and I as such feel miserable. So there, regularity in sleeping times brought out a barrier I never knew existed. Anyway so much is good enough for a first post I guess, longer posts shall be reserved for the forthcoming ones.