Oh Happy Day
All of this house-keeping stuff appears to be conspiring with my ridiculous addiction to reality TV to keep me away from blogging. It is extra-silly that this is the case as I have been doing some good thinking as I sand and spackle and sand and paint (repeat times ten).
On Tuesday the news came that I have been awarded my MA ... with Distinction! I had dreamed, I had hoped, I had worked my ass off and now it is a reality. I'm utterly delighted. I really really worried that I had somehow missed the mark but I'm so pleased that it worked out.
To celebrate, tonight (following the prep. of the kitchen for tiling tomorrow) I'm going to have some yummy Vietnamese soup for dinner. I really can't get enough of the stuff. Which worries me because I am faddy with food, and I do over-do it on those things that tickle my tastebuds and then can't have them for a while. And the thought of no Pho tai makes me sad.
I'm working on my PhD application too. Which makes me excited because I have finally admitted to myself that this is what I want to do and what I can do. For some reason I always thought that I had to go in another direction because being an academic was somehow unrealistic. To be honest, the 'being an academic' thing isn't even the necessary outcome. I just want to study more, I want to teach, I want to be in that environment to find out more about the things I find so interesting. I want to follow the threads of thought and idea that roll around in my head and see where they go. I want to tease them out and examine them and follow where they lead me. I want to be self-critical. I want to question and question and question and not put it off any longer!
ETA: I just re-read this and I can't believe my self-absorbtion! Before I put this tangent down I should mention that perhaps the very best-est part of last year was what I learned from others - faculty and fellow students, books, papers... I learned so much in content and how to address and frame my own questions, and how other people's questions are so so interesting in that they focussed me on areas that I would never have approached by myself.
Spice rack picture later today. It is a beautiful thing.
On Tuesday the news came that I have been awarded my MA ... with Distinction! I had dreamed, I had hoped, I had worked my ass off and now it is a reality. I'm utterly delighted. I really really worried that I had somehow missed the mark but I'm so pleased that it worked out.
To celebrate, tonight (following the prep. of the kitchen for tiling tomorrow) I'm going to have some yummy Vietnamese soup for dinner. I really can't get enough of the stuff. Which worries me because I am faddy with food, and I do over-do it on those things that tickle my tastebuds and then can't have them for a while. And the thought of no Pho tai makes me sad.
I'm working on my PhD application too. Which makes me excited because I have finally admitted to myself that this is what I want to do and what I can do. For some reason I always thought that I had to go in another direction because being an academic was somehow unrealistic. To be honest, the 'being an academic' thing isn't even the necessary outcome. I just want to study more, I want to teach, I want to be in that environment to find out more about the things I find so interesting. I want to follow the threads of thought and idea that roll around in my head and see where they go. I want to tease them out and examine them and follow where they lead me. I want to be self-critical. I want to question and question and question and not put it off any longer!
ETA: I just re-read this and I can't believe my self-absorbtion! Before I put this tangent down I should mention that perhaps the very best-est part of last year was what I learned from others - faculty and fellow students, books, papers... I learned so much in content and how to address and frame my own questions, and how other people's questions are so so interesting in that they focussed me on areas that I would never have approached by myself.
Spice rack picture later today. It is a beautiful thing.
1 Comments:
what, no Pho in Calgary? You really need to come to Vancouver... :)
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