I am about 4 weeks into the American dream, and I hate it right now. I am not sleeping enough, I arrive home tired and cranky to my boyfriend, and I don't have time to take care of myself.

The combination of working and grad school is kicking my butt. But it's going to be over soon, and I hope things get better once the Masters is done. But there's a part of me questioning whether this is the life I want or not. Don't worry, everyone... I'm not quitting my job; I'm not leaving the apartment; I'm not going back to Guinea. Well, not yet. But to a small piece of me, it all sounds appealing.

We'll see how long I last here in the real world.