Woke up too early. I had my disputation talk yesterday (masters in molecular medicine). Do you know that emptiness you feel when you realize that you just finished studying? 5.5 years of lab work, assignments and exams. All no more. The people you met, the fun you had, the weird mornings where you were wondering how the fuck you managed to rip your belt while trying to undress last night? I guess you can call my nostalgic. It is a mix of relief and sadness. I am finished, master of science, with amazing grades. But I am sad, knowing that in a month, my room will be empty, my farewells said and I will be on my way home... Good morning everybody. This is my first post to Hubski, I came from reddit with a white flag in hand :)
True story. I took 22 credits to graduate in time for a $70k position (in 1999!) that was dissolved in a hiring freeze two weeks before my matriculation. Which meant getting general requirements and such out of the way. My last final of my last class was "Intro to Pop Song" a survey music class for non-music majors. The last aspect of that final was questions on Ice T's "Colors." So I walked out the door of the largest lecture hall of the largest PAC-12 (then PAC-10) school with "I am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking / King of my jungle just a gangster stalking" playing in the background. Six months later, I was in charge of a half million dollar audiovisual renovation of said-same giant lecture hall. It made the trades. My first real job as an AV consultant was redesigning the system that played me out as a student. Congratulations. The world is your oyster. One door closes, another opens... and the money flows the other way now, bitch. It's a hell of a feeling.
Good morning Cumol and welcome to Hubski. Congratulations on finishing your masters. While I've never finished a program like that, I've watched my wife go through medical school, residency etc and I myself have worked on big projects and goals too. I recall one year winning a large award that I had been working towards at work for a year. It was extremely competitive and I set daily, weekly and monthly goals in order to be in the "hunt" for the award. After the award ceremony, I took my winnings, my trophy and oversized check and stepped in to the rest room stall and cried like a baby. I had carried this goal with me for so long and now it was gone. The euphoria of winning had lapsed and I was left with a gaping hole in my world. But, I was able to find something new to fill that hole and have been able to do so each time a new large project is completed. Good luck finding your next project. Enjoy the journey!