It’s that time of year again: the beginning of another academic semester. For me, hopefully this will be my last semester in school for a long time. Emphasis on long. I’m wrapping up a Master’s degree, and I don’t believe in having multiple Master’s degrees, so the only other option would be to get a Ph.D. I am in no mood for Ph.D. talk right now, no matter how good of an idea it is.
Seriously, don’t let me go to school again. I know I said that when I was done with MIT, but I mean it this time.
I’ve got two classes and an independent research course on deck for the term. One of my classes is about building web startups, and the other is about social dynamics of the web/internet/whatever. I know who the professors are and I know the syllabi, so I think this will be a great semester. I still have my research class proposal unconfirmed, but I have an idea of what I want to work on.
And thus begins my third consecutive semester as a full-time graduate student and a full-time employee. Can you say burn out? Lately people have been asking me why I am not doing bigger things, when it comes to my job or career. They see all my potential, and previous accomplishments and don’t get why I am not doing XYZ instead. The answer is I can’t. I’m trying to finish this Master’s program of mine without failing or getting fired from my job. My personal projects and ambitions suffer, if only to maintain partial sanity for my day to day activities. It’s all good though. I sincerely believe that I am exactly where I should be right now when it comes to my career and education. Everything in my life feels like it is aligned perfectly, for some odd but interesting reason. It feels good, so I don’t worry about it for now.