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One more week, and I will be done

Hang in there Mita, hang in there! That's what I am trying to say to myself. It's only one more week to go, and I will be D.O.N.E. with schools! Done, done, done. No more class, no more assignment, no more homeworks, not to mention I am going to have additional degree (hahaha, cheesy :p).

Degree, well, it's not really a big deal for me. I should admit that I am happy that I have the opportunity to go back to school, meanwhile sometimes I feel that my knowledge is not really enough to have that degree. An old friend asked me one day - "What do you get by getting back to school?" Well, to be honest it's kinda difficult for me to answer it straightly. Of course I get more experiences and opportunities, yet how significant my achievements really are? I see other people with broader knowledge and deeper skills than mine, and some of them are not even go to graduate school. Make me kinda small sometime :)

Anyway, I am still so happy that I will be done soon. It's been two years getting back to school, and I think it's enough (To my "son" : literally, no PhD :p). It's now time to prepare myself to get back to life of work, whom always referred by this gentleman as a dark - busy - boring world. Hell yeah, maybe it is, but more years in school is such a pain the ass, especially in term of financial, hahaha. So better to be ready for that dark gloomy - yet beneficial world :D

So, wish me luck people, the job hunting is another pain in the ass indeed. Waiting for the answers are nervousness, and receiving rejections becomes routine. One ... two ... three ... there you go Mita, welcome back to real world.

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Anonymous said…
PhD: Permanent head Damage, Patiently Hoping for a Degree.. :P

btw.. congrats.. n welcome to the real jungle of works... :D

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