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The beginning of the end

February 10, 2008

Tomorrow is the first day of the Spring semester. It’s both exhilarating and terrifying because this quite possibly could be my last semester of school. Ever. I say “quite possibly” because, yes, I do plan on graduating this spring (technically this summer), but there are some things that need to get done first, like my thesis.

This makes me think back to my first semester of graduate school.

  • The day I picked up the keys to my apartment was also the day my mom moved to Florida (and left my dad).
  • I loved my apartment and my newly adopted cat, Stewart.
  • After the first week of classes, I cried to my cat about how I was never going to pass Applied Math. (Thanks to a certain colleague I did pass, although I’m still not exactly sure how).
  • I got to know a lot of the first year grad students and it seemed like Freshman year in college again, except instead of dorm rooms we had offices.
  • I had my first experience with proctoring and I hated it. I still hate it.
  • My schedule consisted primarily of classes – Fundamentals of Real Analysis I, Intro. to Applied Math, and Vector Spaces.
  • I was trying to drop subtle hints to the boyfriend (now the husband) that I wanted to get engaged. Okay, maybe my hints weren’t so much subtle as just downright obtrusive.

Now I’m married, have 3 cats, live in a townhouse, my dad is getting remarried in September, I don’t take classes anymore,  and my days are spent working on my research (which I love) and discussing the latest Britney Spears sagas with my officemate.

This is going to be a very interesting semester.

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