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dionysus-complex · 4 months ago

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this summer I've been toying with various ideas of what to do post-graduation as the end of this PhD program approaches and as of right now there are basically three obvious paths (below readmore since this is mostly me talking to myself):

the paths are:

(a) attempt the academic job market and come to terms with the likelihood that if I do get a job, it would mean both my spouse and I having to uproot and move somewhere with very little choice about where that is. relatively likely to run up against a hard line we both have about not moving back to a red state (particularly if the 2024 election goes how it seems to be leaning), and even if it doesn't, the blue state options are largely in the Northeast which is not especially appealing to either of us. also likely to run up against the fact that most jobs for fresh PhD grads in the field these days are visiting professorships or non-tenured lecturer positions, which means that my spouse and I could be looking at multiple cycles of uprooting our entire lives. but there is the possibility of winning the lottery so to speak and finding a long-term position on the West Coast or in CO/NM

(b) find a job teaching Latin at a secondary level. this might also involve uprooting, but with somewhat more ability to choose where we live. I enjoy teaching; biggest problem is that the majority of jobs on balance are at charter schools which I'm ideologically iffy about (I've worked at a few, in red states, and would rather not do it again!) or at private schools, often religiously-affiliated. ideally I would want to teach at a public school and preferably in CA but that would require getting a CA teaching credential, which is doable but means more school

(c) law school???? I very nearly considered applying to law schools after my first MA but decided I couldn't be happy without trying the PhD route first. if I do go this route I'd want to go to school somewhere I plan to stay long-term (no T14 for me!) and the obvious choice is here in LA. would prefer not to do my current university or any of the UCs. good news is I have no academic debt and could probably get a significant scholarship with my undergrad GPA and academic background, especially if I'm thinking well outside the T14 world. greater potential for long-term stability than academia but also potential for burnout; ideally I'd want to do public interest/environmental/union-side labor stuff but that's not an easy path

a postdoc could also be a possibility but this is essentially a version of (a) that puts off the decision but does not dodge it

additional factor is that my spouse would like to stay in SoCal at least long enough to finish their own current degree program, which I am all in on but means that option (a) is probably not going to happen for a few years at least. in which case I'd either need to pursue (b) or (c) or find some other way of paying the bills here for a while

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halfagonyandhope · 21 days ago

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ignite the stars │ch. 3

first chapter (x); previous chapter (x)

Satine Kryze is an internationally-recognized scholar in genocide studies who recently resigned from the Department of State over her concerns regarding the agency's ethics. Ben Kenobi is a tenured professor at Georgetown University studying the use of religion to justify military conflicts. Once high school sweethearts, the two haven't spoken since parting ways for university. That is, until Satine accepts a research fellowship - at Georgetown.

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Suddenly grateful she’d stocked up on wine, Satine reaches for the cabinet of glassware and then for a bottle next to the fridge. She’s never cared enough to learn which wines to chill and which to leave warmer, so her wine collection lives perpetually adjacent to the refrigerator. She takes a sip, knowing she wouldn’t notice the difference in taste anyway even if she had bothered to chill it.

The wine gives her permission to be bolder, and she makes her way to the couch, grabbing her laptop. Setting down the glass on a coaster, she decides the line between fuck and fuck it is now non-existent, so she opens an internet browser and types in Ben’s name.

If he’s been following her career, she needs to get up to speed on his. She will not allow him to have the upper hand here.

As it turns out, there is a lot to catch up on. He’d indeed graduated from the US Military Academy at West Point the same year she’d received her BA in anthropology from Stanford. She has to laugh when she discovers his major was sociology. Even four years removed from knowing each other, their worldviews were exactly the same and yet entirely different.

And when she’d jetted off to Oxford for her Rhodes Scholarship, he’d also been on the move. There is less on his life during this time period, but she’s able to gather he worked as a military translator abroad.

Of course he’s fluent in Arabic, she thinks, rolling her eyes. Because of course.

When she’d worked at the Department of State, she’d been taught that some languages were more difficult than others for English-speakers to learn. Arabic - along with Korean, Mandarin, Cantonese, and Japanese - was in the “most difficult to learn” category, according to State’s categorization schema. Ben likely had spent all of his years as an undergraduate taking classes in the language, even if he didn’t have enough credits for a major, and he’d probably spent a great deal of time abroad learning to speak it well enough for him to be hired as a translator.

And him being fluent in such a difficult language? Satine groans.

Sexy as hell.

She navigates to another webpage, wondering what he’s been up to since. Then she arches a brow, surprised. She’d come back from Oxford with her doctorate, on her way to Northwestern for a postdoc, and he’d come back from the war with a distinguished record of service - only to enroll as a graduate student at a Big Ten school in the Midwest.

He could have gone to any Ivy League of his choosing, could have had a fellowship literally anywhere in the world.

And he’d chosen Wisconsin for his doctorate?

Satine takes a large sip of wine, pondering this. He’d been in the political science department. She hums in consideration. The Ben she once knew had been radically liberal, and she suspects not much has changed in his political leanings despite the years. Moving to a purple state didn’t appear to make much sense for him.

She shakes her head. Maybe someday she’d ask him about it.

A thought occurs to her, but no - he’d moved to Madison a year before she’d accepted the postdoc at Northwestern. But their time in the Midwest had overlapped. For two years, they’d been within a three hours’ drive of each other.

The realization constricts around Satine’s heart.

Then she’d been recruited by State, and he’d been recruited by Georgetown. He’d completed a one-year postdoc there before being hired on as faculty.

Their lives were like parallel lines, forever running next to each other but never quite intersecting. Satine drains the rest of her wine.

She has a feeling the two of them are headed for that intersection now, and at full speed.

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Ben climbs back into bed, lanky muscles still glistening with sweat and the scent of sex. One hand reaches for her jaw to cradle her face as he leans in for a soft kiss; the other hand holds a damp, warm washcloth.

“May I?” he asks, and Satine nods. He pulls the sheet away from her body, and his eyes rove over her skin. She shivers under his gaze, at the cool air.

He presses the washcloth between her legs, cleaning away the evidence of their joining. Satine wonders when she will remember how to breathe.

“Ben,” she whispers, and he meets her eyes. “How did you…how did you know exactly what to do?”

She’d been terrified the entire time. She’d had no one to ask before, had no idea what to expect. Beyond that it would undoubtedly be painful.

But it hadn’t been.

Not with him.

Ben sighs in relief. “I can’t begin to tell you how happy I am that you think that.” He finishes cleaning her and tosses the washcloth in the bathroom. Then he folds himself around her, hooking a leg over her hip, and pulls the comforter back over their naked forms.

He kisses her, slowly.

“I did a lot of reading,” he eventually admits. “Apparently, it’s not always painful if enough attention is placed on the…uh, preparation.” He swallows, and his young, wide eyes search hers. “You didn’t look like you were in pain. Were you? Was it painful?”

Satine shakes her head. “Not in the slightest,” she says. She brings his hand to her lips, committing to memory the feel of his clever fingers entering her, inside her, preparing her for what was to come. “On the contrary, it was perfect.”

She can practically feel his smile.

“I wish we had more time,” Ben says. “I can do better…the more I learn about you - ”

“Hush,” she says, kissing him again. She can’t let him continue down that line of thought, for her heart is already broken enough. She can’t let herself imagine what they might have had. “It was perfect,” she repeats.

She thinks he understands what she is thinking, and he nods. “I lo - ” he begins, but the look on her face freezes the rest of the words before they escape his throat.

She’d thought she could hold it together until after they’d parted, but she’d thought wrong.

“Please don’t cry, Satine,” Ben begs, his face falling. “Satine.” And he pulls her more securely into his arms. “We’ll see each other again; I know we will.”

She buries her face in the crook of his neck.

“Promise me.”

“I promise you,” he says against her temple, and it is the last time she hears his voice for eighteen years.

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Satine blinks at her alarm clock.

Damn him.

She’d been particularly proud of the way she’d buried that memory. She hadn’t dwelled on it in years. Until, of course, he’d waltzed back into her life and she’d been assigned the office next to his.

Though it’s still too early to get up, Satine rises anyway. She might as well take the early bus to campus - she wants to find her office before Ben arrives. She will not run the risk of him finding her wandering the halls again, still as lost as she was the night before.

But as it turns out, she needn’t have worried. She remembers the route he’d shown her last night, and she arrives at her office with only having taken one wrong turn. Pleased, Satine unlocks the door and steps inside.

It’s dreary and dull, with empty shelves and an empty desk save for the computer that was delivered to her yesterday. She’ll have the shelves filled with books - including the one she’d written - in no time, but she’d never been one for decorating an office space. It always meant more heartbreak when she eventually vacated said space and had to pack all her trinkets into a cardboard box.

As she hangs her peacoat on the hook on the wall, there’s a knock at the door. Satine looks up to meet blue eyes icier than her own.

“Asajj Ventress,” says the woman, sticking out a pale hand. There’s a surety in her shoulders only gained by successfully defending one’s work against snakes and vultures; even if she hadn’t introduced herself by name, Satine would know she is speaking to a colleague rather than a grad or undergrad student.

Satine shakes the proffered hand. “Satine Kryze,” she supplies, and she takes in the woman before her.

Tall, thin, blonde, and pale like Satine, the resemblance ends there. Ventress’ platinum hair is cut short to one side and undercut on the other, and facial tattoos - possibly hinting at membership to a northern Indigenous group, Satine guesses - extend out from the lateral-most points of her eyes and lips. Despite her slim features, Satine gets the feeling that Ventress could snap her neck if she so pleased.

Ventress nods. “Oh, I know who you are,” she says. “Before you, there were two women in the department. And with Billaba on sabbatical, that meant it really was just me.”

“Want to come in for a moment?” Satine asks, gesturing at the chair in front of her desk.

Ventress doesn’t answer but strides through the threshold, her skirt flowing around her as she sits. Satine moves behind her desk and moves to sit as well. As she does, Ventress’ eyes follow her. “You’ll have already met my partner, Vos,” Ventress says.

Satine will return later to ponder the strangeness of addressing a partner by their last name. Instead, she says, “Yes, I met Dr. Vos when I interviewed here. He asked insightful questions. Seemed like he actually cared what my answers were.”

The steel of Ventress’ visage flickers for an instant as she takes in this compliment of her partner. “He’s always been better at the social aspect of academia than I am,” she says. “But I am trying to improve. The junior faculty - Vos, Kenobi, and myself - we usually go out for drinks on Friday afternoons, after the department seminar. You should join us.”

Satine’s heart stops and then works overtime the instant Ventress says Ben’s last name. It must show on her face, because Ventress lifts a platinum brow.

Before Ventress can comment, Satine accepts the invitation. “I’d like that,” she manages to get out, and suddenly there’s movement in the hallway. From her angle, she can’t make it out, but Ventress has full view.

Smoothly, Ventress calls out in a sing-song voice, “Kenobi, why the panicked expression?”

Satine tilts her head, curious, as Ben appears in the doorway, still clad in his winter outerwear. “Not a clue what you mean, Ventress,” he says, and Satine can tell he’s lying.

Ventress, it appears, can tell as well, and her eyes follow Ben’s…which have landed on Satine.

“Ahhh,” says Ventress with exaggerated understanding. She says to Satine, “So you’re the woman.”

“Beg your pardon?” says Satine, but Ben has suspiciously disappeared into his office to hide the blush that has reappeared on his cheeks, having nothing to do with the cold from outside.

Ventress smirks. “It probably would be best if you hear the details from him,” she says, eyes sweeping over Satine, who has the eerie feeling she’s suddenly being profiled. “Suffice to say that before I met Vos, Kenobi and I had a…situationship. It went nowhere fast, entirely due to the fact that he was hung up on another woman.”

Ventress stands before Satine feels the words sink in. When they finally do, Ventress is already halfway out the door.

“See you Friday,” she says over her shoulder, and Satine just blinks.

Well, she can’t begrudge Ben once having feelings for Ventress. If she weren’t attached to someone, Satine thinks, I’d probably fall for her, too. Still a little off-kilter, she stands and makes her way to Ben’s office.

It’s everything hers is not, with pictures in frames on his desk and fabric hung on the walls, such as the kufiya near the window and a scarf adorned with what she suspects are Russian folk motifs near the shelves. Ben looks up as she enters, and Satine reaches out for the door frame. She finds herself internally swearing at him again.

He’s wearing glasses, and it’s making her knees weak.

Trying to ignore the feeling, she says, “So, you and Ventress?”

Ben groans and throws himself in the chair behind his desk. “She had to tell you. Hence my panicked look,” he says.

Satine ponders this. "You didn't want me to know. Why?"

"She will surely tell you all sorts of ridiculous stories about me, all of them true.”

Satine snickers as Ben continues.

“Ventress and I had fun,” he says. “I don’t regret our time together. But the best thing that came out of it was that I introduced her to Quinlan. You see, at the time, Ventress wasn’t in the department. She was adjuncting over in Russian Studies, and Quinlan had just started a postdoc here. They hit it off, eloped, and soon after applied for the same position in International Studies. The department decided they liked them both equally and arranged a dual career hire to incentivize them sticking around.”

His face had heated again while he explained, and a sly smile crosses Satine's face. “You met Ventress because she was your Russian instructor.”

Ben removes his glasses so he can scrub a hand down his face. He groans again. “I was only auditing the class,” he says. "And in fairness, I stopped auditing the class as soon as things...escalated."

Satine tries to hide her laughter behind her hand. “So you’d mastered Arabic and decided you needed another language to tackle?”

“Someone spent last night Googling.”

She waves a dismissive hand. “Last night I sent you a LinkedIn request, so you already knew that.” Satine crosses her arms against her chest. “So you audited a Russian class? For fun? How fluent are you now?”

He responds in what she suspects is perfect Russian.

“So she was a good instructor, then.” In more ways than one, apparently.

If possible, Ben’s face becomes more red. “Is this revenge for me teasing you about getting lost? Because I’ll refrain from mentioning it ever again if you pledge to never bring up my relationship with Ventress.”

Satine shakes her head. “Not a chance. This is far better dirt to have on you than what you have on me.” She makes to step out of the office but pauses, looking back. “Ventress invited me to your happy hour on Friday. I think this could be the start of a beautiful friendship.”

She grins at Ben’s dismayed look, and takes her leave.

#satine kryze #obi-wan kenobi #star wars fanfic #the clone wars #alternate universe #obitine

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theresa-of-liechtenstein · 10 months ago

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also i know not to trust 11pm thoughts blah blah blah but just. thinking about ate honorsprofessor saying ‘follow your heart’ i. the rehearsal room when i told her i’d most likely stay at my current institution for the phd. and how what i said was ‘okay, i will,’ but that i wish i had said ‘i am. it’s here.’ or said ‘okay, i will,’ but then done a 360 degree turn and said, ‘found it.’ there is brilliance in this community. there is hard work in this community. of course i’d be open to doing a postdoc or something somewhere. but at this stage i just. the phd is fully funded here. the program is growing. there are people here i trust and respect and who trust and respect me in return. i know i will be cared for here where other places are more cutthroat. i know i will be understood here where other places see people who are more affluent. i got here on a merit scholarship and i wouldn’t be pursuing graduate school if i never got that scholarship. im not low income but i am not high income either. my moms disabled. people here understand those things in a way other places probably might not. but also i talk about all the time how im accidentally living out the lfeu and we know how that turns out. the harbor is outgrown. it’s time to leave. but i don’t want to. not yet. i’m following my heart. it’s here

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asrisgratitudejournal · 9 months ago

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Nggak Bisa Kerja (Part 2)

2. Termasuk salah satunya juga saya…. Minggu ini sudah sampai hari Kamis tapi progres addressing komen spv lambat banget busettttt. Minta doanya aja ya kawan, semoga by sore ini udah bisa di-forward itu draft ke co-author. Bismillah.

3. Sabtu kemarin betulan di rumah aja seharian, buka puzzle baru nemu di common room castle mill, sampai sekarang kira-kira progressnya 60% lah. Terus tidur siang. Terus lagi mulai nonton Killer Paradox juga di Netflix 1 episode per night. Kemarin makan Ji Chicken sama Deva, makan siang di Tse sama Hanif, ngopi sore juga ke Knoops sama Hanif dan Dita. Dinner kemarin diajakin Abid di fusion house tapi kepalang udah janji duluan sama Deva yaudahdeh. Tadi pagi juga ngopi sama Hanif, dan lalu siangnya makan di Reuben ramean sama anak PPI.

4. Senin di rumah aja karena kecapean di London seharian pas Minggunya. Ku betul-betul berangkat dari rumah jam 07.30 dan sampai rumah jam 20 kan, jadi memang it was a LONG dayyyy. Beres nyoblos tuh ngopi sama Deva dan teman PK-nya yang adalah temannya temanku juga. Intinya dunia kecil. Terus ke Tate Modern tapi nggak lihat apa-apa, terus lanjut ngobrol di London dan makan Chipotle sama Diny dan Deva. Selasa lupa ngapain yah… Di rumah aja juga kah? Minggu lalu Jumat kayanya ngelab sempet nge-run ekstraksi, belum ke lab lagi sejak itu. Sebetulnya banyak banget sih yang harus (dan bisa) dikerjain TAPI MALES BANGET GIMANADONG HUHU.

5. KU JUGA SUDAH MENDAPATKAN TIKET BST LONDON MENONTON STRAY KIDS JULY NANTI WOOHOOO!!! Sangat senang, dan sepertinya akan nonton bareng Dea adiknya Arum (yey punya teman nonton konser sekarang!!!).

6. Kemarin lusa dapet email abstrak keterima di EGU 2024 jadi harus mulai mikirin urus visa ke Austria (DUH ASLI JUJUR MALES BANGET SESUNGGUHNYA).

7. Lagi minjem buku dari Bodleian juga si Topik 1 prep (which reminded me to perpanjang karena cuma dikasih seminggu) berujung dari bosan/malas kerja dan malah cari-cari postdoc di Korsel. OH! Sama karena abis nge-proofread Personal Statement anak mahasiswa buat ke GKS itu kemarin, makanya ku jadi termotivasi. Sekarang ku usahakan setiap pagi sambil ngopi, duduk ngerjain/baca si buku Topik 1 itu. Kemarin hari Jumat ku udah coba try-out sih, dapetnya 165/200 which was not bad for first try. Tapi nanti mau nargetin sampai minimal 190-an terus lanjut moveon ke Topik 2.

8. OH aku ingat kemarin Selasa ngapain: malah ngeproofread-in essay aplikasi Manaaki NZ Scholarship punya teman. Betul-betul sakit deh emang nih si Noni, bukannya ngerjain kerjaan sendiri, malah bisa-bisanya mengerjakan kerjaan pro-bono lainnya!! (ya karena passionate aja sih)

Udah kayanya itu dulu. Kalau kebanyakan menulis di sini, malah nggak jadi kerja-kerja. Intinya, doanya adalah: semoga kita semua bisa menjadi golongan orang-orang yang bisa kerja, dan mau kerja. Dan juga semoga kita dihindari dari harus bekerja sama/segrup/sekantor/kerja bareng dengan orang-orang yang gabisa kerja ini. Dijauh-jauhi deh lah ya. AAMIIN. Sekian. Wassalamualaikum Wr. Wb.

VHL, 15/02/2024, 15:22

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laventadorn · 2 years ago

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what did you study in college & did that help you with what you’re doing as a career now? Any advice for a gal struggling through undergrad trying to go to grad school?

behind the cut - this reads more like a collection of thoughts, i feel very unqualified to give advice!

about me and my degrees:

i studied english and creative writing in college, which according to articles i've read, almost nobody does anymore. the liberal arts are a field that's cleared out at dusk after all the players have gone home -- or to STEM fields, in this case.

the job i'm in now is entirely based on my degree -- can't have this job without it. but i've been part time for ten years, because getting a full-time job is a crapshoot, and part time pay is shit. but the time i tried to switch jobs, i got so profoundly depressed (in the clinical sense) i had to go back to this job. i'm just trying to embed myself until they hire me full time.

english grad school is, moreover, unlike many graduate school programs because (functionally) nobody goes unless they’re getting it for free, which means needing a fellowship or grad assistant program that pays for everything and awards you a small (unlivable) stipend. the second option is what i did. (essentially they’re training you to be a college professor, and you’re studying for free and getting food money.) fellowships usually pay more but are more competitive — but the process of getting into grad school for english or creative writing is equally a crapshoot. the first year i tried, i didn’t get in; the second year, i applied to more schools and a couple of them took the bait. i picked the school that gave me the best package.

bottom line is, it would really depend on your program. i have zero knowledge of other fields, sadly, because almost everyone i know who did grad school was in english like me. of the english MA/PhD people i know, they've worked in publishing, teaching, writing, and coypediting. so the fields have all been english adjacent, because typically you don't get a grad degree in a field unless you're committed to it.

(some people just daisy-chain MFA programs. they go from one to the other, living on fellowships. you can get multiple grad degrees. i once met a guy at a party who was even going for his postdoc at MIT. that's real commitment to the grad life.)

i don't regret my degrees or graduate school -- i had a great time in both. however, i also got out with no debt, since college was cheaper then and i got scholarships to schools that weren't exactly high brow. i also just really enjoyed being in school because it suits my habits and personality, and i was studying something i loved. a lot of people very much do not feel that way -- if you're struggling... :(

there was also nothing else i could've effectively studied. i am only competent in liberal arts. if i'd taken a STEM track, i'd have failed out or had a nervous breakdown from not understanding my classes. no joke.

advice, such as it is:

i was reading an article about the ratio of people who regret their degrees, and people tend to regret it the most due to two factors: debt obtaining it and hire-ability afterward. yeah, no surprises there.

for advice pertaining to your specific field, i'd ask your professors -- they had to go to grad school, obviously, so they'd be more knowledgeable about what it's like. if there are younger professors around, that might be more helpful, since their experiences would be more recent. unless the older ones have kept up with the times, a lot about the job market, and academia, has changed in the last 20 - 30 years. is there any teacher you'd feel comfortable talking about it with?

i'd also be clear to yourself on why you want to go to grad school. if you're already considering it, you probably have heard all this before/know it already, because grad school isn't a common thing -- i just have to say it anyway. i don't know why you, specifically, are struggling with undergrad or if you even want to disclose the reasons, but even though i'm primed for academia and was studying what i enjoyed, grad school was tough. in undergrad there's typically a lot more leeway, but in grad school they do not let anybody fuck around. everybody is an A student. they're dead serious, and you (general you) can get kicked out for poor performance, especially if you're getting money from the school to even be there. not to say you're the fuck-around-and-find-out-type -- i definitely wasn't -- just that it adds pressure. i didn't even go for the PhD but stopped at the MA track. so i would just advise caution in the deliberation. if debt is an issue, for example, and your chosen degree would only add to it, i would be very clear on the finances.

of course, take all this advice with the caveat that it's entirely based on my experiences and perspective, and i don't consider myself to be a very wise or practical person! i just muddle along.

#laventadorn replies #as always with advice i have no idea if this was helpful #i feel like i'm all doom and gloom here but i dont want to say 'oh yes it's fun!' and completely scrub out the huge commitment aspect #there are lots of grad school horror stories #i don't actually have any tho - other than the times i did cringe stuff #if you want me to counterbalance this with more details on how it was *nice* i can do that too!

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dinisuciyanti · 2 years ago

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Mengejar PhD #35

Butuh 1 minggu untuk membuat proposal. Nyari-nyari jurnal. Baca. Bingung sih jujur, mau pake database apa. Akhirnya, yaudahlah ya, kita pakai database yang aku punya, dari studi sebelumnya (pas kerja). Short proposal 3 halaman ini, aku buat design-nya more or less sama kaya studi beliau sebelumnya, cuma beda negara, beda database, juga beda age group. Udah capek-capek yekan bikin proposal baru, terus beliau bales H+9 (11 Agustus) itu kek gini:

I have spoken further to M about this, and he thinks that to do the X analysis a solid background in programming is needed, and there is no indication on your cv that you have the necessary skills.

Well, iyasih bener. Sementara aku baru bisa pake R doang kan, selain SPSS yang udah gak laku itu, sad. Terus beliau bilang gini juga:

Is there a different angle you can think of, either around the Y intervention or an alternative, that is focussed more on the nutrition aspect? If so, I would still be prepared to supervise and support your scholarship application.

I have no idea, definitely. Ya walopun beliau baik banget ya tetep mau supervise walau dengan topik/project yang berbeda. TAPI KAN W GATAU MAU PROPOSE APAAN. Hahahha, nangis.

Akhirnya 3 jam kemudian aku bales kan. Aku jabarin tuh soal kemungkinan database dari studi intervensi lain, ada 2 sih, Terus, entah ada angin apa, tetiba kepikiran sama database A sama B yang saling berhubungan. Sambil ditambahin kalimat, “But, I am still out of ideas about the research using the AB database”. Emang beneran gak tau mau diapain itu data.

TERUSS, ternyata 2.5 jam kemudian beliau balesss donggg. Kaget banget. Di hari itu total 2x beliau bales email ku. Bikin deg-degan coy. Isinya kurleb gini:

Hi Dini, this sounds interesting.

For thinking about the project proposal, it would be good to get some information about ABC. Can you send some info on that?

Pas baca email itu, “HAAAHHH APANIIIIII”. W kan gak sengaja nulis database yang terakhir. Oh god. Mana beliau ngenalin satu orang postdoc nya buat jadi supervisor team. Terharu bangeeetttt. Akhirnya langsung gercep nyari informasi yang perlu dikirim balik. 3 jam kemudian aku bales lagi email beliau, sambil promising bahwa aku akan baca publikasinya postdoc yang dikenalin tadi.

Ya, hari itu berjalan lancar. Alhamdulillah.

27 November 2022

#mengejarphd #ceritahidup

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econsociology · 7 months ago

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21haider · 2 years ago

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Swiss Government Excellence Scholarships 2023-2024

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Scholarship for PHD Available for Indian Students to Study Abroad

After a master’s degree, doctorate courses and research fellowships are an organic step to improving knowledge in a specific field. It allows students to have deep knowledge of the practical implications of theoretical subjects. Apart from the cultural richness, you can also experience infrastructure excellence offered by many countries. You can pursue PhD programs in different fields like healthcare, automobile, manufacturing, computer science, social science, etc. Countries like the United States, UK, Germany, France, Australia, and others provide PhD programs for different research fields.

Types of Scholarship

The PhD scholarships to study abroad can be either fully or partially funded. The applicant must carefully read the details regarding the scholarships for which they apply.

Fully Funded Scholarships – The fully funded scholarships cover all the major expenses related to your overseas education. These scholarships would cover your tuition fee, living allowance, study material cost, travel, insurance, etc.

Partial Scholarships – Partial scholarships cover only part of your total study cost. The coverage will be either for the tuition fee or living expenses. The funding conditions differ for various scholarships.

PhD Scholarships for Indian Students: Europe

There is a network of 48 countries in Europe that offer the best options for PhD abroad with scholarships. All of the 48 countries are members of the European Higher Education Area (EHEA). Some member countries don’t charge PhD students. However, some universities exempt European Union students from fees, and a candidate from countries like India or other non-EU countries is charged for a PhD. Some of the top scholarships in Europe are:

DAAD Scholarship in Germany

Every year German Academic Exchange Service or Deutscher Akademischer Austauschdienst (DAAD) supports more than 100,000 German and international students with financial aid. It is aimed at graduates, PhD students, and postdocs. If you are an applicant for doctorate studies, DAAD provides grants for the full doctoral program. With a DAAD scholarship, students can get up to 1200 euros per month for PhD students and a flat rate travel allowance to reduce transport costs.

Pasteur-Roux-Cantarini International Postdoctoral Fellowship in France

Pasteur-Roux-Cantarini fellowships are aimed at postdoctoral candidates looking for financial support. It provides research fellowships that are of a minimum two-year duration. The funding amount is paid as a salary for the candidates and also covers health insurance.

Italian Government Scholarship Program

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs and International Cooperation (MAECI) provides a scholarship program for foreign nationals and Italian citizens. The scholarship for doctoral studies is provided for the duration of six and nine months.

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