Wednesday, September 21, 2005

 
Hello Dear!

Back to San Diego ! Today it was very foggy and it matched my mood !

Yeah you're right I should be very thankfull that I am back to my dearest Behnam, I should be all cheers that we are sharing our lovely home together! I should more than happy that we have each other (and I definitely am)
but there is something that was bothering me when I was in our balcony ...

You that I drove back on Satureday and I moved to our new place on Sunday.
I woke up on Monday with abundant energy to start school ...
Next week I am going to a conference so I wanted to make my slides for the conference

First I went to the office of Karol, the department administrative manager, to check my TA (teaching assistant) position. There Karol told me that the TA position does not cover my tuition (it is almost 6K (6000$)). Any way yesterday I talked with my advisor, Curt, and GOT the money from him (first he didn't want to pay it.) So I am fine this quarter.

But I am mad. I am mad his management.

The way engineering graduate schools work in US is that faculties(ostadha) write project proposals for the government or companies and ask for money for those projects.

Then they buy stuff with the money and pay graduate students to do the job.
I think the probability that your proposal get funded is almost 10%. It also depends on your connections and people you write proposal with.
I think in the last two years that Curt is working at UCSD he wrote not more than 3 proposal and now he is telling that he doesn't have money to pay me.

I really like to tell him that it is the consiquent his management, his lack of responsibility and even his lazyness.

I am mad at him ...
But, you know, whatever happens I have Behnam to share my sadness.
I am even thinking of changing my advisor ...
Whay a world you're always on edge ...
It sounds impossible to have everything that makes you happy even for shortest duration of time ...

love you,
Maryam

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