Full time worker, grad student, animal lover, and lover of women.
As I was trying to force myself asleep last night while thinking of all the things I still had to do, I came up with this gem. I think it’s pretty accurate.
Grad school is like a treadmill. Each term, the treadmill starts at a speed that is just slightly faster than you can physically run. At…
1. That you are going to spend hundreds of dollars on books that you will probably never use/read again in life. But see, you can always sell your books back to a used bookstore for a pretty good price.
2. That no matter how well you think you know your committee, it is always possible that during your all-important oral exam, one of your professors goes AWOL on you, slinging at you from out of nowhere, leaving you feeling absolutely hopeless.
3. There is going to be that one person in your seminars who always has ALL the answers.