I woke up three hours after my alarm was supposed to go off this morning. In fact, by the time I opened my eyes and realized it was 11 AM, I should've been halfway through my meeting with my Fulbright faculty advisor already.
This is surely a sign that I am getting old...I can no longer function on less than 6 hours of sleep. I went to bed around 5 AM after finally finishing my now 25-page Fulbright project report and was supposed to get up at 8 AM. Yeah...didn't even hear the alarm.
I called my professor though, and she laughed. She's the greatest. She told me it was no problem, and that we could meet on Tuesday morning instead. Am I lucky or what?
In any case, I emailed her a copy of the report, and honestly, I am not all that happy with it. As much as I enjoyed the project, writing it all up was probably the least enjoyable thing ever. But you have to do that, right?
Actually, I even got notes from fellow Fulbrighters asking me if we needed to write up some final report since I posted a few times about it on Facebook. Haha. I assured them that no, we do not need to write up a report. I was just a Streber and told my professor that I'd write this after we chatted last month.
In all honesty, Fulbright does not require any sort of final project, etc. to turn in. We just have to fill out two reports: a mid-year report and a year-end report. I finished both already, so this paper I wrote was extra and of my own accord. So I really shouldn't be complaining...
Last night though, I also hosted another old HIA buddy of mine who had come to town for our HIA International Conference. He needed a place for the night, so after asking Lenz, he told him he could crash at our place—if he was okay entertaining himself while I slaved away at my report.
So all in all, I suppose it turned out to be somewhat of a blessing that I missed my meeting this morning, because then I was able to catch up with Zach over fried rice.
He's currently a Peace Corps member in Moldova, teaching health education. So I picked his brain about Peace Corps, since I've considered it for a few years now. The more I learn about it, the more I can see myself doing it, especially now that I know even more firmly that I'd like to stay away from academia. The type of hands-on, community-centered projects through Peace Corps seem fantastic, and frankly, I'd love to learn another language.
I can imagine spending two years in a South American country and learning Spanish through intensive, "sink-or-swim" type of immersion language-learning experiences. Or perhaps Portuguese if I were sent to Brazil? Who knows. You can't exactly choose where to go with Peace Corps, so I'd have to select a region. Plus I'd have to pass all the medical and legal clearances. People get rejected too!
Anyway, tonight, our conference starts, so I'm off to Unter den Linden in a short while. Should be fun hanging out with all these intellectuals again. :)
Pictures from the conference later this weekend. Also, I'll upload the report once it's been fully edited and ready for distribution. It's still in draft form, even though the cover looks nice. :P
Toodles!
Sam
This is surely a sign that I am getting old...I can no longer function on less than 6 hours of sleep. I went to bed around 5 AM after finally finishing my now 25-page Fulbright project report and was supposed to get up at 8 AM. Yeah...didn't even hear the alarm.
I called my professor though, and she laughed. She's the greatest. She told me it was no problem, and that we could meet on Tuesday morning instead. Am I lucky or what?
In any case, I emailed her a copy of the report, and honestly, I am not all that happy with it. As much as I enjoyed the project, writing it all up was probably the least enjoyable thing ever. But you have to do that, right?
Actually, I even got notes from fellow Fulbrighters asking me if we needed to write up some final report since I posted a few times about it on Facebook. Haha. I assured them that no, we do not need to write up a report. I was just a Streber and told my professor that I'd write this after we chatted last month.
In all honesty, Fulbright does not require any sort of final project, etc. to turn in. We just have to fill out two reports: a mid-year report and a year-end report. I finished both already, so this paper I wrote was extra and of my own accord. So I really shouldn't be complaining...
Last night though, I also hosted another old HIA buddy of mine who had come to town for our HIA International Conference. He needed a place for the night, so after asking Lenz, he told him he could crash at our place—if he was okay entertaining himself while I slaved away at my report.
So all in all, I suppose it turned out to be somewhat of a blessing that I missed my meeting this morning, because then I was able to catch up with Zach over fried rice.
He's currently a Peace Corps member in Moldova, teaching health education. So I picked his brain about Peace Corps, since I've considered it for a few years now. The more I learn about it, the more I can see myself doing it, especially now that I know even more firmly that I'd like to stay away from academia. The type of hands-on, community-centered projects through Peace Corps seem fantastic, and frankly, I'd love to learn another language.
I can imagine spending two years in a South American country and learning Spanish through intensive, "sink-or-swim" type of immersion language-learning experiences. Or perhaps Portuguese if I were sent to Brazil? Who knows. You can't exactly choose where to go with Peace Corps, so I'd have to select a region. Plus I'd have to pass all the medical and legal clearances. People get rejected too!
Anyway, tonight, our conference starts, so I'm off to Unter den Linden in a short while. Should be fun hanging out with all these intellectuals again. :)
Pictures from the conference later this weekend. Also, I'll upload the report once it's been fully edited and ready for distribution. It's still in draft form, even though the cover looks nice. :P
Toodles!
Sam
