Spring 2026 is officially over. Four courses completed. And after submitting the final exam for the last course, I experienced a feeling unfamiliar to graduate students: Silence. No deadlines.No discussion boards.No professor casually posting: “Just one final reminder.” That sentence alone has caused more stress than actual exams. The strange part is that this is already my second master’s degree.
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The Moment You Finally Check There is always a small moment of hesitation before checking grades. You log in.You find the page.You hover over the link for a second. Even when you think things are going well, graduate school has a way of surprising you. Sometimes pleasantly. Sometimes not. So this week I checked my midterm grades for the Spring
The Academic Finish Line After Fall 2026, something strange will happen. I will officially be done with school. Not “taking a break.”Not “considering another program.”Not “thinking about a certificate.” Done. At that point I will have earned two undergraduate degrees and two master’s degrees. That is already more time in classrooms, lecture slides, discussion boards, and research papers than I
Spring semester in graduate school always starts with a lie. The calendar promises renewal. The weather hints at longer days. The emails sound cheerful, supportive, almost gentle. You open your laptop on day one thinking this time will be different. You are rested. You are organized. You are ready. Then you open the syllabi. Four of them. Geostatistics and Spatial
Progress is quiet. It looks like finished work, closed phases, and the discipline to move on without applause. It’s Been a While It’s been a while since I wrote something here. Yes, I’ve been busy. Busy in the unglamorous way. The way that does not photograph well and does not come with motivational captions. The kind of busy that does
I once met a man with a PhD in Chemical Engineering. He introduced himself and said, Just call me Bob.That was it. No letters. No performance. Just quiet certainty.And that is when I decided I would never need M.S. after my name. The Question I was asked once why I don’t put M.S. after my name. It was said kindly,
Fall does not arrive with leaves. It arrives with latency, pop-up reminders, and professors who post the syllabus three days late and still expect you to be early. There is no chill in the air. Only dread. The kind that smells like old textbooks and tastes like stale coffee. I return to battle. Again. Another graduate program. This time in
This fall, while most people are buying pumpkin spice everything and pretending they like the cold, I’ll be doing something actually bold: going online full-time to Southeastern Louisiana University to kick off my Master’s in Computer Networking and Administration. That’s right. I’m going back to school. On purpose. “Why?” — People Who Know Me Because I like pain. Just kidding