Okay, so I'm not quitting grad school...
Somehow, it is November. Don't ask me how that happened. If I had my say, it'd still be July. But since I don't have my say, I guess we'll all have to deal with November... the cold weather and gigantic pile of work looming in the future (for me, at least). I = busy... and this semester, my definition of "busy" has changed drastically. I'm sure I could be busier, but that level of busyness is hard to imagine. I love school. I never thought I'd be so bogged down with something and still be able to say that I *love* it. But I do.
Oh, and I have a thesis topic. And an adviser. This is so real, it's terrifying. If anyone wants to know about the rising prevalence of chronic diseases, the importance of the doctor-patient trust relationship, and the connections between the two... just let me know. I'll talk your ear off, I promise.
I solidified my status as a graduate student today when, before noon, I had written an entire paper from start to finish (it's Saturday, by the way). I'm fairly certain that it's a decent paper, too. This feat of productivity left me with a lot of time this afternoon that I should have used to finish my statistics assignment, start reading for my health policy class, and continue researching for my three final papers. Instead I... actually, I'm not quite sure what I did instead. I know I watched Steve re-pot some spider plants, and I put up some decorative mirrors in my bedroom. But it's past 4pm now, and I know those two activities did not take five hours.
By the way, I ordered Tom Petty's documentary from Best Buy a few weeks ago. It arrived a week after it was shown in theaters. I happily popped it into the DVD player and proceeded to watch the entire thing one night after stats... only to get yelled at by my landlord for playing music too loud (my first offense). Really though, LOUD is the only way one should listen to Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers. I feel no remorse.
Life goes on.
Oh, and I have a thesis topic. And an adviser. This is so real, it's terrifying. If anyone wants to know about the rising prevalence of chronic diseases, the importance of the doctor-patient trust relationship, and the connections between the two... just let me know. I'll talk your ear off, I promise.
I solidified my status as a graduate student today when, before noon, I had written an entire paper from start to finish (it's Saturday, by the way). I'm fairly certain that it's a decent paper, too. This feat of productivity left me with a lot of time this afternoon that I should have used to finish my statistics assignment, start reading for my health policy class, and continue researching for my three final papers. Instead I... actually, I'm not quite sure what I did instead. I know I watched Steve re-pot some spider plants, and I put up some decorative mirrors in my bedroom. But it's past 4pm now, and I know those two activities did not take five hours.
By the way, I ordered Tom Petty's documentary from Best Buy a few weeks ago. It arrived a week after it was shown in theaters. I happily popped it into the DVD player and proceeded to watch the entire thing one night after stats... only to get yelled at by my landlord for playing music too loud (my first offense). Really though, LOUD is the only way one should listen to Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers. I feel no remorse.
Life goes on.
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