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legogradstudent · 1 month
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Collaborating on a project with several colleagues, the grad student is unable to identify exactly what he is contributing.
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roadmapplus · 8 months
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dionyrtal · 8 months
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first week In the US is done. here's a recap:
food is worse than I expected to be honest. it's either too oily or too sugary. chipotle was fine but I guess I'll cook more.
people I've met so far have been nothing but kind!! Whenever I have a question/problem, they help and sometimes even go out of their way to make sure I get things figured out (which made me tear up in public lol)
I can walk!!!! I was scared that I wouldn't be able to walk around the town but the neighborhood I live in has nice sidewalks, so that's a success!!
the weather confuses me. It's 24 degrees (which is equivalent to an early spring in my hometown) and everybody here is wearing tank tops and shorts while I have a sweater on lol
I don't remember filling out this many forms ever in my life. There seems to be a form for everything (not just taxes. for example, I have to fill a form to show my most recent report of entry like ??? just look at my passport stamp?)
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one of my favorite things about reading academic texts is when I see footnotes, and within those footnotes, academics are passive-aggressively roasting each other's conclusions.
if it were tumblr-speak:
academic-man-1: I hate it when CERTAIN PEOPLE headcanon X because it means Y, which is WRONG. #philosophy blorbo #reading comprehension #delusional academic-man-2: CERTAIN PEOPLE know how to read and would know I'm not saying Y because of Z. #critical thinking skills #you're wrong #read the text again
the main conclusion is that when we squabble about our head canons and blorbos, just know that grown adults do it too about their academic blorbos and then roast each other in footnotes, as if they were tags.
it's human nature to squabble about the things that mean a lot to us
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phdingifs · 1 year
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When your committee members chime in with their mutually contradictory comments...
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unpickled-olive · 4 months
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brain is healing
I've always been depressed, but before grad school, I had interests. I was teaching myself woodworking, building things, drawing plans, and restoring rusty hand planes. I had bought my first ever digital microphone and was recording (bad) music. I was practicing the violin on a semi-regular basis.
I also had hyperfixations. I always loved the experience of being obsessed with something for a few weeks at a time, even if I felt empty when the feeling passed. Spending three weeks learning about homesteading, or being a travel therapist, or rollerskating, or learning Arabic.
Grad school wasn't a decision I made out of passion but out of necessity. After getting my Bachelor's in Linguistics (not a hireable degree but an extremely interesting one), I went as far I could with entry-level jobs before going broke and having a mental breakdown. So I decided that if I couldn't find a job I was passionate about, I would get one that where I could 1. decently support myself, 2. do something meaningful for others, and 3. have the freedom to pursue passions outside of work. My dream job became one where I worked 3.5 days a week.
The conclusion was to build upon my background in linguistics and go into healthcare via speech-language pathology.
But when grad school started, I noticed how quickly all of my passion evaporated. Over night, there was suddenly no more planning, drawing, violin-making.
From week 2 to week 100 of school, I didn't have any thoughts about it. I was emotionally drained and too busy to think about enjoying life. I felt like I'd sold my soul for a stable job and when summer and, winter breaks didn't allow me to do anything but sleep, I figured I would be like that forever.
The one creative thing I did that entire time was write a short little sci-fi story. While trying to read a research paper in the student lounge, I suddenly had an idea and deleted the notes I was taking. For three hours, I did nothing but sit there and type. But due to how inundated in academia I was, it was both super morbid (a story about how Earth is the only planet where life degrades and dies due to ageing) and super academic (it took the form of a research paper written by horrified alien observers). I was so in that world that the only thing I could write had an abstract, an intro, a methodology, a results section, and a discussion.
I'm currently 4 months free of grad school (I say like I'm in recovery), and I've noticed that passion and interest are slowly dripping back into my life. I've spent the last few days reading about Proto-Indo-Europeans, just for fun. I read a BOOK. I'm contemplating building an English joiner's bench. I'm even motivated enough to post something personal on a blog no one will ever read.
These days, learning feels like it takes more effort than it did before. I have this feeling that there isn't room in my brain for any more things, so I shouldn't get too excited. It feels like that, and like the inertia of not having exercised in so long. But I notice this feeling lessening with each month.
This is all to say: grad school couldn't kill my soul forever—it could only kill it for two and a half years.
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melancholyromantic · 1 year
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Today, I’m officially starting to work on my MLitt dissertation! I’m excited and nervous
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historyphdnow · 1 year
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2,500 words later & my Saturday is a success. Now time to relax
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bookmark-artisan · 3 months
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17.01.2024
A small snow storm hit my very unprepared city. I was 10 minutes late to class, and then the university decided to shut down shortly after anyway. But, out on the quad in front of the library, hundreds of students came to build snowmen and have snow ball fights! To the Indian guys who hadn't seen snow before and who waged war against me, you were so much fun!
Currently at home again, where I feel super unfocused since it's not a learning environment anymore. I'm trying to get this reading done for my paper discussion course on Friday, but not feeling super confident. I'll get it done, just might not be my best.
🎵: Interstellar OST by Hans Zimmer
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lucelinguist · 5 months
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I started work on Monday and everything is going really well!
I would have loved to update you guys with some photos, but I don’t think I’m allowed to take any inside my office sadly.
My commute is decent, my team are super nice, and my job is quite flexible✨
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legogradstudent · 9 months
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Repairing his run-down laptop, the grad student is tempted to obliterate the anxiety-ridden piece of junk instead.
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roadmapplus · 2 months
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geologyandstuff · 5 months
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My proposal defense is this coming Monday and I am v i b r a t i n g with anxiety
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engineeredfiction · 4 months
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I'm alive. It's been rough trying to finish this master's degree. Then an active stomach ulcer and immediately the flu. I've seen the notifications before the app changed and I can't see beyond 30 days of you folks reblogging my work and tagging me. I appreciate all of you and I do plan on returning to write more often.
Happy New Year and I hope all the best for all of you!
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there's this crazy deadline I want to meet for my program and I keep telling myself the following:
shoot for the moon. even if you miss and launch yourself right into the sun, that is still a star, and you won't be cold anymore.
it's not the original quote, but I think it's a more applicable way of thinking about finishing this grad school business.
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phdingifs · 11 months
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Me, reading peer review feedback
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