Wednesday, August 17, 2011

What to do when I Grow Up...

Today I participated in a prospective student lunch. It was so much fun, talking about our grad school experience in a low-key environment. The student was very easy-going and interactive, which was awesome. One of the questions she asked us was what we planned on doing once we were done here. It forced me to admit out loud that I have no idea what I'm doing. Half of the time I want a research position, half of the time I want to teach, and a slim number of times I play with the idea of a PhD program.

See, I'm the type of gal that's always had a plan. Always knew what the next step would be. And for the first time in my life, I don't have a plan. Some people many find that thrilling - I find it terrifying. I suppose that's a testament to the manny routes that marine science can lead you. For now, I'll focus on finishing my proposal.

Fact of the Post: A researcher at Georgetown has indicated that a dolphin's ability to quickly heal from shark bites may provide insight to the care of injures in humans.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

I Suck at Updates

So unfortunately the whole month of July has gone by without an update. Since my last post, I have been caring for my larvae, running some tests, and writing my project proposal. Now comes something else to add into the mix of lab work and writing - classes begin in less than two weeks. I'm very excited to be a second year...less classes, no longer the one learning the system. I'm also just excited to meet a new class. This week is orientation for new students, so we'll be meeting the first years on Thursday at the latest. Which reminds me - that means I've been here for a whole year!

In addition to my own work, I've been able to help with other projects going on at my campus. More specifically, I went sharking! I ended up being more nervous than I thought I'd be, but it was still fun, and I hope to go out again.


Love me some rays

Fact of the Post: The smell of dead lampreys seem to scare the crap out of live ones.


PLLEEEAASSEEE NOOOOOOO