Pursuing a PhD is sometimes not fun. Maybe I say this because I feel so drained after the mid-semester chaos. Two statistics midterms for me - one in class and closed book. Papers to grade. Class preps for the course that I teach, and a paper to defend in a few weeks. I am burnt out. I want to sleep. I wonder why I'm here. I'd like to be somewhere sunny, with beautiful beaches. Barbados maybe? The grayness of this town, the smallness, the blahness. This journey will continue. I know it will. I will make it continue. But right now, I want more than anything else to take a detour. Nothing extensive. Just a week or so. To see how real people live. To get the hell out of this bubble for a bit. Maybe Thanksgiving? Kayak.com, here I come.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Gray Skies on Academic Lane
Pursuing a PhD is sometimes not fun. Maybe I say this because I feel so drained after the mid-semester chaos. Two statistics midterms for me - one in class and closed book. Papers to grade. Class preps for the course that I teach, and a paper to defend in a few weeks. I am burnt out. I want to sleep. I wonder why I'm here. I'd like to be somewhere sunny, with beautiful beaches. Barbados maybe? The grayness of this town, the smallness, the blahness. This journey will continue. I know it will. I will make it continue. But right now, I want more than anything else to take a detour. Nothing extensive. Just a week or so. To see how real people live. To get the hell out of this bubble for a bit. Maybe Thanksgiving? Kayak.com, here I come.
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