A Grad School Poem

Grad school, I hate you.

You make me want to pull out

my hair. And cry too.


Who thought you would be

a good idea? They were

wrong.  Now I suffer.


Oh grad school.  Why are

you so awful?  Why must you

torture me so much?


I’m persevering.

I’m complaining too.  You have

to deal with it.  Thanks.



Stella Rose is the blogger behind Climb Out of The Cubicle.  Follow her on Twitter.

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