Well, where to begin?
It's been ages after I wrote my previous post here. A lot happened since then.
Three months ago, I was so desperate and tired of waiting. Then something amazing happened. I got my PhD offer in my dream university from the most amazing, kindest and funniest professor ever. It was unbelievable. I did all the paperwork, said goodbye to everyone that I love. Now, here I am, sitting in my cosy room and writing these sentences from 3605 km away.
It has been already three weeks. I really cannot believe it. But you know what they say, time flies. Some days were harder than the others. But in the end, I am doing something awesome in somewhere that I always wanted. And I am happy despite everything. I am not sure whether or not I am feeling home yet. It is hard to feel home in such a short time. But at some point, you come to a realization that you need to accept the fact that your home is where your backpack is.
About PhD. Well, I had millions of ideas about my potential PhD back home. But now, I am just going with the flow. I am trying to do my best and not to think too much on it. Sometimes I feel like I don't have time to do anything other than studying. But then you can't possibly read paper 7/24. So it is a complicated phase for me now. The only thing I care about is to remain happy as much as I can. Because I know from my previous experience that as long as I am happy, I will make things right, somehow.
Last year was literally like a roller coaster for me. I was unemployed and had no school to go to. Then we got coronavirus which made me stuck at my home for almost 6 months. I did everything to be productive: tried to learn a new language, experienced different hobbies, attended all virtual events, read some papers. But the waiting period never got better. The only thing that can make waiting period bearable is that I knew I was gonna get some news in the end. But it took eight months for it to be over. At some point, I have reached a level that I cannot care anymore whether or not I get the good news. I was that desperate hearing “the result”.
When I think about my last year, I can say that, with a clear conscience, it was a well- deserved result. Hope I can arrive at the end in a few years with a "doctor" title. But, and I am quoting from my supervisor here, “the crucial thing is that I am happy”.
Stay happy, stay safe.

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