I am a happy girl.
Its amazing how refreshed a person can feel after playing hookie from work for two days last week and two days this week. I haven't thought about physics for six whole days. Its been a nice break. I am finally delving into my stack of "must read" books. I am currently reading three of them... hoping to finish a few in the next couple of weeks. Classes start up again on January 10th, I'll be hitting the grindstone harder than ever after that date.
I have had the pleasure of having leisure time, time to think, to contemplate my life over the past few days. I have some really dynamic, amazing, and strong women in my life. Women who believe in me. Women who have known me for my entire life and who have watched me grow into the woman that I am and women who have come to know me in the last five to ten years. I know that I wouldn't be the person that I am today without the influence that these women have had on me. I am thankful for their thoughts, their subtle (and sometimes not so subtle) motivation, and their unwavering belief that I will one day do great things.
At this juncture, only a semester into graduate school, I don't know if I will survive another four and a half years of this hell. If I do, great, I'll have earned a PhD by the age of 28, the first in the family. Who the hell knows what I will do after that. The world will be full of possibilities for me. If I don't, that could be great too... I can make a good living with my degree. This semester has tested me. I made through by the "skin on my teeth". Maybe next semester will go a little more smoother. I can hope. I was recently told that I am "a born teacher". A woman, a friend now, who I hold in high esteem, told me that from the day she met me, she knew I would be a teacher, a great teacher. Could it be that my love of teaching is what makes me such a poor student?
I don't know. I'm rambling now. I'm going to go enjoy the mild florida on my front porch with a good book.
Its amazing how refreshed a person can feel after playing hookie from work for two days last week and two days this week. I haven't thought about physics for six whole days. Its been a nice break. I am finally delving into my stack of "must read" books. I am currently reading three of them... hoping to finish a few in the next couple of weeks. Classes start up again on January 10th, I'll be hitting the grindstone harder than ever after that date.
I have had the pleasure of having leisure time, time to think, to contemplate my life over the past few days. I have some really dynamic, amazing, and strong women in my life. Women who believe in me. Women who have known me for my entire life and who have watched me grow into the woman that I am and women who have come to know me in the last five to ten years. I know that I wouldn't be the person that I am today without the influence that these women have had on me. I am thankful for their thoughts, their subtle (and sometimes not so subtle) motivation, and their unwavering belief that I will one day do great things.
At this juncture, only a semester into graduate school, I don't know if I will survive another four and a half years of this hell. If I do, great, I'll have earned a PhD by the age of 28, the first in the family. Who the hell knows what I will do after that. The world will be full of possibilities for me. If I don't, that could be great too... I can make a good living with my degree. This semester has tested me. I made through by the "skin on my teeth". Maybe next semester will go a little more smoother. I can hope. I was recently told that I am "a born teacher". A woman, a friend now, who I hold in high esteem, told me that from the day she met me, she knew I would be a teacher, a great teacher. Could it be that my love of teaching is what makes me such a poor student?
I don't know. I'm rambling now. I'm going to go enjoy the mild florida on my front porch with a good book.
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