(Actually now with PhD, but Doctor of Philosophy just doesn't have the same evil ring, does it?)
Received a letter this morning from my graduate Uni, which made my heart (or perhaps my stomach) drop. Heaven knows what surprise flaming hoop could be thrown up next in this crazy academic circus. However, it was simply a brief message from the registrar verifying that "as regards your application for graduation, ALL YOUR REQUIREMENTS HAVE BEEN MET." Or words to that effect. Such a deceptively simple message; such a long, long and rocky road to get to it. I've been doing this for fifteen years. And unlike many who start school in undergrad and then decide later to go to grad school, I started with the PhD in mind, so I've been pushing and pushing and pushing towards this one goal for fifteen years solid. Since my mid-twenties, and I'm in my forties now!
They'll send the diploma six weeks after summer semester is over, which is I don't know the heck when, but probably at the end of July. So maybe mid-September? (Why six weeks? That seems like a heck of a long time for a piece of paper, which is already approved months earlier.)
Anyway, whew.
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Congratulations! What a relief.
Congratulations! I had no idea you had this goal in mind from the very beginning -- nine years ago (was it really that long ago???) I was merely disappointed that my cube-mate was leaving me for something that they call "grad school."
You deserve it. Congratulations, ex-cube-mate!
I know congratulations doesn't quite cover it, but "Congratulations!"
Wow!
Yeah, I think at the time I was planning to do a Master's and then figure out how to transfer to a PhD program...but they offered me that scholarship for a PhD. (How could I refuse?)
I wish I could find some of those hilarious reviews we used to read. The Epic Rock were the best!
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