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[truepenny]

Despite the best efforts of technology, assisted by weather, to thwart us, we have visited relatives for Thanksgiving and returned home.

Participating in the perversity of all things, my Ph.D. diploma came whilst I was gone. Now it's officially official, and maybe I can stop having these damn anxiety dreams about it. (And move on to something else. ::hollow laughter::) The diploma is at least slightly more swank than my M.A. diploma, and yes I am going to succumb to the promptings of ego and put it up. My other diplomas are all languishing--I know my M.A. is somewhere in this house, but I have no idea where my B.A. has scuttled off to, still less my high school diploma. This one, I want where I can keep an eye on it.

Words while traveling, "The Mare's Nest": 1,565

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[usingredink.livejournal.com]

I'm hoping my MA diploma is more swank than my BA. Shit, I haven't even framed my BA yet and I've already done more work (read: effort) for my MA in a year than I did for my BA.

[oursin.livejournal.com]

maybe I can stop having these damn anxiety dreams about it.

I don't think I have specific PhD anxiety dreams, but I still have general academic anxiety dreams, whether they're about being back at university and missing classes, or giving papers that I find I've left at home, have to present on a roof where my text blows away, or in rooms where most of the audience are sitting out of side round the corner. (Wow, has the iron entered my soul, or what?)

[truepenny.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm resigned to the idea that I'm going to be having academic anxiety dreams of one kind or another for the rest of my life. What I want is to get rid of the double-bind dreams, in which I have to pass high school calculus in order to get my Ph.D. But of course, since I've been working on my dissertation, I haven't had time to go to class. And I can't do any of the problems on the final.

My subconcious is sometimes far too clever for its own good.

[sienamystic.livejournal.com]

I never actually got my BA - I graduated a semester late because of a study abroad program, and didn't go to my grad ceremony, and two years later, while in grad school, realized that I have no hardcopy proof of my degree. I have had dreams where somebody demands to see it, and I have to do elaborate verbal tapdancing to get out of it.

If I can manage to finish my damn graduate paper, I'll have my MA and by god, I will hang it somewhere. But being away from my library and my program has made me forget how to write. Or think.

[rysmiel.livejournal.com]

Yay official piece of paper, and I suddenly realise I suspect mine may actually still be in my father's filing cabinet.