Whirl Wind Week…

  If you were to sign into my wordpress account at this moment, you would find one saved draft of a post from two days ago describing our decision to return to Turkey this coming summer…

  And now I am deleting it.

  It seems my husband has once and for all decided that we should stay here and work our hardest to complete our respective degrees.  I am incredibly proud of him.  This decision has been a struggle for over a month, with so many repercussions to consider.  On Monday afternoon he sent me a message saying that his decision was to leave.  I told my advisor and he explained the procedure to withdraw from the program, and how sure I was this statement was the final decision. 

I said “I dont even know…” and its a good thing I didn’t do it.

The following day the hubby expressed his hesitance to give up his chance at obtaining his PhD.  Around 1.20p, while I was in class, he texted me saying “Let’s do this”…lets stay.  I got back to my advisor that day and I could see his smirking as I walked in his office, as if he knew what I was going to say.  

  Today we met regarding my masters project.  Next semester will be hell.  I will be taking two classes, TAing the most labor intensive lab, and driving 1hr north of here to an extension research facility on a weekly basis.  And it is all a blessing. 

Final projects and exams are coming up…and I better recover from the laziness I have enjoyed whgen I thought my grades wouldn’t matter…!! Hayirlisi olsun!


And so it begins…


Not living in Turkey, but graduate school.  Today was the official first day of classes for me, and I’m already worried.  It is amazing what can be forgotten in 3 months, let alone a few years! 

  It’s been a few years since I took the undergraduate equivalents of what I’m taking this semester in graduate school, and that has become all too apparent in the “silly quiz” (as the professor called it) that we took in one of my classes.  She just wanted to see where we were in our level or recollection.  I am the only 1st year masters student in this course (well, there’s only 5 people to begin with) and I have forgotten the most, it seems! I try to tell myself that it’s because I haven’t needed the information required in these particular courses for 2 years.  Now I find myself reviewing old lectures on the topics I have forgotten.  I’m anxious to go to the lab and show how much I’ve forgotten :(.  

  This holds true specifically for one class. The other two seem to be fresher in my mind, having been talked about the last year of my undergraduate experience.  

  Also, I have received a TA-ship (Teaching assistantship) to pay for graduate school.  My first class I am TA-ing holds very little responsibility.  Answer emails from students and help proctor exams.  Fortunately, this class is “new” to the university, but I have taken its equivalent at my undergraduate university and have been beaten about the head and neck with the information supplied in the course.  I hope I do well aiding the students…

  I hope this doesn’t drive me crazy.  Deep breaths. Its worth it, giving me an advantage when we go to Turkey.