So, it’s been forever. In my attempts to procrastinate in lab, I’ll put a quick end to this hiatus.
I finished my first year in my masters program with an accumulative of a 3.97! I seriously can’t believe it. Graduate school definitely isn’t as lecture and text book heavy, but damn, does it require a lot of time, critical thinking, and personal endeavor. I feel really blessed with the opportunities I have now.
Although I’ve enjoyed my stay out in Daly City, with such a beautiful back yard of Thornton Beach, I’m excited to transition back into the East Bay. Seeing how I spend my entire day on campus and in lab, I feel like I’m wasting my money on rent when I could easily commute out here. I will miss all the crazy nights out in the city with the realest folks I’ve ever met, but I know a 45 min. drive can’t stop all that from happening. What I’m most worried about is actually moving back home after 5 years. DAMN. That’s about to be interesting. I can’t wait to be near my girls, again, though!
But hopefully it is only temporary since I’m applying to Ph. D. programs in the fall. Typing that out scares the crap out of me. If it works out that way, cool. If I don’t get in, it’s on to the next. Studying to retake the GREs is draining, but I know I’ll get what I put in.
I’ve recently gotten back into training. I know it sounds silly hearing a scientist training muay thai, but the sport and the experiences have seriously kept me sane and have given me the drive and inspiration that was once fostered by dance, rainbow theater, poets corner, outreach, and all that feel good/Santa Cruz love; all of which I didn’t have out here for a long time. I don’t know where this will take me, but I know my trainer has some big aspirations for us.
All in all, these last few months have been quite a humbling experience. From spending hours in lab, training, studying, taking care of things, and making sacrifices, I’m happy to see where I’ve been and where I’m at.
“Not all those who wander are lost.” - J.R.R. Tolkien
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