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I kind of like the facebook group called "F.I.N.A.L.S= fuck I never actually learned shit." Rather descriptive of the process of sitting down with notes for an entire semester and trying to figure out what in the world I should know about them to be deemed worthy of a good grade. My last final isn't until December 19th, kind of absurdly late, and then I get approximately one week before I take off to London, England for three weeks of frolicking with the geeky scientists. Wahooo!
I could easily spend an entire year choosing a graduate program. Every time I sit down to work on research for my project over winter break, I find papers by people that sound incredible, I go to their websites and I realize that I want to go work for them for the next six years of my life. Of course I will manage to be satisfied with wherever I go to school next, but I don't want to miss something incredible. I don't want to realize five years from now that my absolute ideal graduate program was under my radar screen. What a silly fear, one that we could have with choosing an undergraduate program, choosing a place to live, choosing a job... and certainly one that I should rid myself of. And hey, if I get rejected from all of them, that gives me much more time to figure out what I'm doing. Hopefully that won't be the case, because all I really want is to go to school and study how nature functions, how we can save it, and how evolutionary and habitat change can be documented and assessed. When did I become such a dork? Oh yeah, that's right... since pretty much always.
There are people here at school who are going abroad next semester and I probably will never see them again after next week. How crazy is that, how completely wild that my friends here and I will disperse in several months. I can't wait to go to Ecuador next May with some of my absolute favorites, I can't wait to take another foray into the unknown where I have little responsibility besides finding the worlds most difficult to travel to bar on the coast of Colombia and trekking through the rainforest. I'm itching to get out of the country again, back to the tropics, and it has only been four months since Tanzania. It has been so long since the Rica and I still remember exactly what was amazing about those two weeks.
Back to analysis of mtDNA sequencing and the cytochrome oxidase subunit I. Nerdville calls.
I could easily spend an entire year choosing a graduate program. Every time I sit down to work on research for my project over winter break, I find papers by people that sound incredible, I go to their websites and I realize that I want to go work for them for the next six years of my life. Of course I will manage to be satisfied with wherever I go to school next, but I don't want to miss something incredible. I don't want to realize five years from now that my absolute ideal graduate program was under my radar screen. What a silly fear, one that we could have with choosing an undergraduate program, choosing a place to live, choosing a job... and certainly one that I should rid myself of. And hey, if I get rejected from all of them, that gives me much more time to figure out what I'm doing. Hopefully that won't be the case, because all I really want is to go to school and study how nature functions, how we can save it, and how evolutionary and habitat change can be documented and assessed. When did I become such a dork? Oh yeah, that's right... since pretty much always.
There are people here at school who are going abroad next semester and I probably will never see them again after next week. How crazy is that, how completely wild that my friends here and I will disperse in several months. I can't wait to go to Ecuador next May with some of my absolute favorites, I can't wait to take another foray into the unknown where I have little responsibility besides finding the worlds most difficult to travel to bar on the coast of Colombia and trekking through the rainforest. I'm itching to get out of the country again, back to the tropics, and it has only been four months since Tanzania. It has been so long since the Rica and I still remember exactly what was amazing about those two weeks.
Back to analysis of mtDNA sequencing and the cytochrome oxidase subunit I. Nerdville calls.