Bleh. I don't know how else to begin this entry. Tomorrow is my 3 year anniversary, but Kat has to be at work at 6:30am to go to CO Springs with a coworker for a project. Paul, Kaitlyn (correct spelling this time), Andrew, and my mom are coming up tomorrow to go on the New Belgium tour. Then I'm going down to Louisville with them to hangout and spend the night. I know, lame. Kat is coming down Thursday morning, Paul and Kaitlyn are heading out to the next stop of their moving tour across the country, and the rest of us are going to Garden of the Gods and Pike's Peak. It was funny because Kat and I both decided that the plan was going to be for me to stay down there Wednesday night, and about 5 hours later, I realized that was our anniversary. Both of us had forgotten. But Kat said not to worry about it. We'll celebrate this weekend.
So I was just poking around Facebook, looking at some profiles of people I know from school (UNC) when I realized that I had been cut from the circle. That's always a disheartening feeling. I mean, I'm not that broken up about it, but still--that kind of thing always stings even if just a little. As many of you know, I had been carpooling with these two girls for the entire two years of the program. I had had the opportunity, on occasion, to hang out with their husbands; the three of us got together a few times with our spouses (Kat and I had them over all three times; perhaps a sign), we watched Sarah and Keith's cats twice, etc. I thought that we were all casual friends. On our car rides we always talked like we were. The three of us kept saying how we needed to get together a few times this summer with our spouses again to hang out especially before I moved. I hadn't heard from Amber at all all summer. Not since the BBQ I had here at the end of the semester. The last time I saw Sarah was when she came to get her cats. I knew both of them were busy because Amber and Ian were moving to Denver (or somewhere around there) and Sarah and Keith just moved into a new place too. So I didn't really think anything of it. I decided to just take a glance at Sarah's page to see what she'd been up to so far this summer. New job. Traveling. All good things. And then I saw a long dialogue between her and Amber talking about getting together just last week. And then the week before. And not just them; with their husbands as well. Look, I understand; they're two girls and I'm a guy, so naturally they're going to be closer with each other than me, but still. If they're going to make plans for the four of them to hang out, why couldn't they include me and Kat? Especially since Sarah feels we're good enough friends to have us watch their cat.
Ultimately though, I couldn't really see Katrina and I being really good friends with Sarah and Keith. Keith is a super good guy, and I like him a lot. He and I played disc golf a couple times last summer, and it was really cool. I always enjoy talking to him. But Kat doesn't really have anything in common with Sarah because, unlike me, Sarah isn't really able to get out of "academic mode" too easily. And there's that pesky academic tension between me and Sarah. I've written about that a couple times (11.29.2007, "He Brings Us Peace, He Brings Us Joy, He Brings All Thoughts To Destroy" and 9.11.2008 "We Give It Our All So We Don't Know Why We Can't Slow It Down. It's Way Too Fast".) It's been this really awkward thing between us since that first confrontation. Whenever it was just me and her carpooling, I never really like to talk about school stuff because I didn't want to feel that. But sometimes it was unavoidable. I don't think I ever mentioned the panel that we were both a part of at the 5 C's conference at Aims in April 2008. Basically, what happened was Dr. Varner sent an email out explaining that he sponsors a student panel every year at this conference and wanted to know who was interested. The six of us who ended up doing it all responded the same day, but Sarah just happened to do it a little earlier than everyone else, so she was put in charge. The idea for the panel, however, was a collaboration. In fact, the meat of the presentation was a lesson of mine based on a
YouTube video that Dave showed me two summers ago. Everything else was sort of formed around that. Then, to everyone's surprise (including Sarah's) she alone wins the award for outstanding graduate student contribution which included a $200 check. This was because since she had emailed Varner first, she was in charge and she was the one in contact with the conference person. At the time, I actually didn't really care. But it started to get to me because everyone else on the panel kept coming by my office to complain about what a load of crap it was, but they didn't feel right confronting her because they had just been along for the ride in the first place, so they thought I should do it since I had the most ground to stand on based on what I contributed. I never did though. What would I have said? It's not like she nominated herself. Besides, I could tell she was a little embarrassed. The right thing to do would've been for her to at least offer to split the money up between us all. Everyone would have of course refused, and rightfully so, but it would've been a nice gesture.
This award came back to bite me again at graduation. Two weeks before, everyone got an email with the announcement of all the grad student honors, and Sarah was named outstanding English student. Sure, I was a little jealous because I felt I had stronger scholarship, but she had a 4.0, and I didn't, so naturally, I couldn't be that annoyed by it. But at graduation, I learned it wasn't because of her GPA. Dr. Varner, the only English faculty to do this, had nominated Sarah for the award because of the award she won at 5 C's. She knew this the whole time. She didn't tell anyone, at least to my knowledge, that Varner had nominated her or why. She finally told us he did as we were all sitting on the gym floor at the graduation ceremony. I still thought it was because he was her thesis adviser and she had a 4.0. But when her name was called, the announcer continued to explain that it was her teaching excellence and innovative lessons that earned her not only this honor but a similar honor at a Colorado teaching conference. I absolutely could not believe it. This time she knew about it. She knew, and she still let it happen. I'm not saying the award should've been mine. There was another panelist from our presentation graduating as well. She contributed just as much as Sarah did, maybe slightly more actually. But Sarah emailed Dr. Varner first. That's why she won both awards. Sarah was certainly a decent teacher, but she was by no means better than any of the rest of us who were also graduating.
She avoided me after the ceremony. And it wasn't my imagination. I tried to congratulate her, but she very awkwardly turned away like she was looking for someone else. I found my parents, Andrew, Kat, my office mates, Kyle and Josh. And then I saw Keith. He came right up to me, shook my hand, congratulated me. I could see Sarah talking to her parents and Keith's mom, looking over at us trying to get Keith's attention. She finally did, and Keith went over to her. That seemed odd too because normally she would've had no problem walking right up. I didn't talk to her at all until almost a month later when she called to ask if we would watch their cats.
Man, I sound like a competitive jerk. I suppose it's because I felt like I worked so hard to get approval from the faculty, and Sarah seemed to earn it so effortlessly for the most part. And in the end, she came away with all the accolades. I had honestly let it go (or thought I had) until I saw that Amber and Sarah were making plans without me. It probably (definitely is more likely) has nothing to do with anything I just mentioned. I told myself that it was gender-related. But then that just seemed kind of dumb. It's not like it was just going to be the three of us hanging out. If it was just the two of them making plans, then fine. I don't want to be there anyway. But--I should just stop talking about this. It's dumb, it doesn't matter, clearly those friendships weren't that important, so it's time to let all of this go.
Let it go, and forgive.
I'm the one going on to more school. I'm the one who'll be creating the opportunities for academic publication. I'm the one who'll eventually be getting a PhD.
There. I don't need to worry about this anymore. It's over. I'm sorry that all sounded so immature. I don't even want to go back and read it because I'll probably just erase it all. Sometimes these things just need to be said though.
In other exciting news, I got two new books to start reading:
Terry Eagleton and
Peter RollinsI just need to finish some of these other ones so I can get started!!
Reading.!