My good friend, Noelle, is defending her thesis today. She is in the 3rd year of a PhD program on her way to become a doctor of psychology. I can’t wait until she graduates and can officially diagnose all of my mental ailments.
This morning we were chatting online (per usual) and she was explaining her thesis statement to me. I pretended like I understood what she was talking about, but I really had no idea. Then I asked her what happens after she defends her thesis. Here is our conversation:
Noelle: then onto my next benchmark. which is a review paper.
me: your life sounds awesome.
Noelle: no. its horrible.
me: yeah, i was kind of being sarcastic.
Noelle: oh.
Sometimes the grass is greener on your side. Good luck today Noelle. While I am not jealous of your life, I am very proud of your ambition to pursue this degree. I can’t wait to call you Doctor.
