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Sep. 4th, 2008 03:42 pmI'm at the library this afternoon because I just can't stand being in a closed environment (read: work) and I can only work at home from around 8pm (read: otherwise I just do nothing). So I'm at the Tapiola library. Nice shiny internets here and lovely air conditioning sounds... or rather heater sounds given the weather we've had lately.
The good part is that I got some major work done this past week, a whole article translated from French to English. I didn't think it was going to be easy but I did not expect it to this so hard. The article was interesting but the author had such a random writing style, he loved run on sentences. Plus it wasn't from my field but I still managed to get most of the vocabulary questions right... but it showed my main problem, I don't have a "native" language into which it is easier to translate. I think for me it's hard to translate from French to English and from English to French and let's not even talk about translating into Ukrainian, that would be a massive fail.
Now I only have to finish off my "what I've done these past 6 months" thesis and start off my PhD thesis and that's it. I think given the amount of reading and cogiting I've done in the past month or so, I could totally finish of my PhD by October... too bad that I haven't even officially started yet. A more complete entry on my fucked up state of mind on this whole "3+ more years of research" coming up one day because it's really fucking up my life. Seriously. I was watching this film the other day, terrible film, but at one point they mentionned that the main character's mum got into severe depression while on her PhD and you know what, the more I look up stuff and try to create things, the more I realise there is so much more to learn and analyse and it's slowly but surely starting to make me mad. I'm pretty sure that I'll be glad when it's all over but I can feel that once I'll have that PhD I won't be able to go back to a regular job, how can one do that? So yes, so much more to say about that and so much more to see.
The good part is that I got some major work done this past week, a whole article translated from French to English. I didn't think it was going to be easy but I did not expect it to this so hard. The article was interesting but the author had such a random writing style, he loved run on sentences. Plus it wasn't from my field but I still managed to get most of the vocabulary questions right... but it showed my main problem, I don't have a "native" language into which it is easier to translate. I think for me it's hard to translate from French to English and from English to French and let's not even talk about translating into Ukrainian, that would be a massive fail.
Now I only have to finish off my "what I've done these past 6 months" thesis and start off my PhD thesis and that's it. I think given the amount of reading and cogiting I've done in the past month or so, I could totally finish of my PhD by October... too bad that I haven't even officially started yet. A more complete entry on my fucked up state of mind on this whole "3+ more years of research" coming up one day because it's really fucking up my life. Seriously. I was watching this film the other day, terrible film, but at one point they mentionned that the main character's mum got into severe depression while on her PhD and you know what, the more I look up stuff and try to create things, the more I realise there is so much more to learn and analyse and it's slowly but surely starting to make me mad. I'm pretty sure that I'll be glad when it's all over but I can feel that once I'll have that PhD I won't be able to go back to a regular job, how can one do that? So yes, so much more to say about that and so much more to see.
