I'll be honest.

Today I hate grad school.

Hate it so much that I would love to do many other, seemingly less-desirable things instead of become a speech pathologist:

Semi-driver, toll booth worker, french fry maker, bathroom cleaner, clown, manicurist, sweat-sock tester, brussel-sprout grower, migrant cranberry-picker, fishing-bait gatherer, salesman, chemical-vat cleaner...

You get the idea.