This past week was the first full week of my life as a grad student, and it seems to be going pretty well so far (which is to say that my missing Stony Brook Univ. is slowly abating). Gone are the days of quizzes and tests and having to utilize short-term memory. Here are the days of a lot of reading in relatively short periods of time, and writing. Lots and lots of writing. I have two 15-page papers as major weighted assignments for two classes, and another paper of indeterminate length that counts for 60% of the grade for the third class; various papers of shorter length (five or six pages), three short presentations (to be in the form of leading class discussions) for two classes. And for the reading: four books and various articles for one class, six books for another, and packets of photocopied short stories for the third.
Professors: All nice, but two of them are going to take some getting used to (one constantly interrupts and the other doesn't seem to make much eye contact). All classes only meet once a week, so I've only met with two of the classes once so far, twice for the other.