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ProfuselyQuarky
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[Mentor Note -- thread moved to the Academic Guidance forum]
Oy vey! Is this allowed? I didn't post this on academic advising because this is more of a lament and honestly I don't think there's anything new that that can be said. I'd rather have internet bots read this as opposed to crying on the phone with friends/family.
I was supposed to apply to doctorate programs this fall but the past two quarters have been nauseatingly terrible. I'm known around these parts as "the person who failed bioenergetics AND gene expression twice in a row". And "by these parts", I mean myself and the professors I've never met in my life because I haven't told anyone about my affairs this whole year and my human interaction is next to nothing.
Hell yeah. I only have two years at this school because I'm a transfer. One year down and absolutely nothing to show for! So even if I do replace those grades next fall, my grad school applications are only going to have absolute BS. How'd my academic record become so dramatic.
None of the schools I want require the GRE so no chance of looking good there. The only thing that makes me get up in the morning is a research assistant position I managed to somehow score (one of the few still hiring students during c*vid, for that I am eternally grateful) but the PI's research is literally nothing I'm personally interested in. So I can only imagine how little value that has. Congratsssss PQ, you can cheat your way around R Studio and the GC that never works, how are you going to explain the fact that you can spell words with your transcript. Rising senior somehow still doesn't have her act together!
TLDR: I DO CARE. GOD. Summer session 2021, PLEASE be kind to me. I swear I'm a hardworking person, albeit annoying. Chronic illness is so rude. QED. Peace.
EDIT: Also, NO, I'm not lazy. I thought deleting social media and throwing away hobbies and cancelling Netflix/HBO would help me to do good. But, no, since I don't have anything to preoccupy my time, what do I do? I sit on the floor of my apartment as if I'm in jail, listening to Spotify and telling myself I should do something more respectable and literally not. doing. it.
Oy vey! Is this allowed? I didn't post this on academic advising because this is more of a lament and honestly I don't think there's anything new that that can be said. I'd rather have internet bots read this as opposed to crying on the phone with friends/family.
I was supposed to apply to doctorate programs this fall but the past two quarters have been nauseatingly terrible. I'm known around these parts as "the person who failed bioenergetics AND gene expression twice in a row". And "by these parts", I mean myself and the professors I've never met in my life because I haven't told anyone about my affairs this whole year and my human interaction is next to nothing.
Hell yeah. I only have two years at this school because I'm a transfer. One year down and absolutely nothing to show for! So even if I do replace those grades next fall, my grad school applications are only going to have absolute BS. How'd my academic record become so dramatic.
None of the schools I want require the GRE so no chance of looking good there. The only thing that makes me get up in the morning is a research assistant position I managed to somehow score (one of the few still hiring students during c*vid, for that I am eternally grateful) but the PI's research is literally nothing I'm personally interested in. So I can only imagine how little value that has. Congratsssss PQ, you can cheat your way around R Studio and the GC that never works, how are you going to explain the fact that you can spell words with your transcript. Rising senior somehow still doesn't have her act together!
TLDR: I DO CARE. GOD. Summer session 2021, PLEASE be kind to me. I swear I'm a hardworking person, albeit annoying. Chronic illness is so rude. QED. Peace.
EDIT: Also, NO, I'm not lazy. I thought deleting social media and throwing away hobbies and cancelling Netflix/HBO would help me to do good. But, no, since I don't have anything to preoccupy my time, what do I do? I sit on the floor of my apartment as if I'm in jail, listening to Spotify and telling myself I should do something more respectable and literally not. doing. it.
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