Oh, you poor misguided souls.
So it’s that time of year again. Another crop of prospective library school students have been accepted to their programs, and in between trying to find affordable housing in Madison/Urbana/Ann Arbor/Austin/Pittsburgh/LA/Seattle/every other hipster-y enclave in the US, they’re worrying about how hard library school will be.
And people are agreeing with them. Seriously.
Okay, I’ll admit this much: I did, in fact, pull my very first all-nighter while at Madison for graduate school. Did I spend it putting the finishing touches on my network design project? No. Did I spend it improving my grasp of the Library of Congress classification system? Nope. Finishing my paper on the use of MCSH and LCSH in periodical indexing? Not that either.
Did I spend it writing epicly overwrought Prince of Tennis fanfiction? Um, yuuuuup.
Here’s the thing, people: you will learn things in library school. Cataloging may well cause you to pull your hair out. Your practicum supervisor may well drive you insane. Job hunting will be pretty much hellish.
This will not be the hardest thing you do academically. By a long shot. Compared to my undergrad, grad school was like a very expensive, two year long break. Yeah, I had classes. Yeah, I had to work – two jobs at once for most of that time. But I was never stressed over the school part. Ever.
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