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Yesterday was a windy day in my heart so I decided not to blog. "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't any anything at all," was my mentality. I was blatantly disrespected by a
In awesomer news, an exciting thing happened today. I turned in my first philosophy paper in all Chine.se. Weeeeeee! I'm nervous to see what my advisor says. I'm anticipating something along the lines of, "you are illiterate and incoherent but it's sweet that you tried, crazy white person."
This paper was one tiny drop in the whole ocean of my education, but it felt good to accomplish something nonetheless. My plan is to write my short articles in Ch.inese myself, and then write my dissertation in English and pay (a millionzillion dollars) to have it professionally translated so that I have both an English and a Chin.ese copy.
In the end of all of this, I have to stand and give my oral defense in Chin.ese (not too scary) and turn my paper in in Chine.se. But, having a Chin.ese dissertation is no good to me in the states and my writing level is ions behind my speaking level, so I will write the paper in English and pay a native speaker to translate it. There are companies that do this. Though they charge an arm and a leg, it's necessary for me to have it professionally translated so my dissertation doesn't sound like a 4 year old wrote it. I might pay a student friend to do it so that I am helping someone I know financially, we'll see when it gets time to make those decisions.
Something else I learned today is that paper writing is 87% more enjoyable with a sweet lil' kitty cat in your lap. I did a scientific study...
|One day my kids will mock me for posting pictures like this on the internet.|
Wanna "read" my short paper? Sure ya do!