Movie of the Week: PHD Movie 2 – Still in Grad School

This week when I got home, I received my reward for crowdfunding the PHD Movie 2, that is, I received my DVDs of both movies, so naturally I wasted no time in watching the second one. If you have been paying attention here, you know that I’ve been pretty excited about this, right?

This second movie deals with 2 different main issues. From one hand, Cecilia (Alexandra Lockwood) needs to graduate ASAP, mainly because her advisor is leaving on sabbatical, so she deals with the problems of writing the thesis, procrastination, finding a thesis committee, managing all the conflicting schedules and ego issues, etc. On the other hand, Winston (Raj Katti) goes away with his group for his first field conference and has to deal with the pressure of doing better than the other groups and competing for funding.

I really liked this movie, though not as much as the first one. I did like the themes and the resolutions. I even cried! Winston’s collaboration with his rival lab to make an essential contribution to science moved me. But the high point of the movie for me was watching real footage of Alexandra Lockwood’s graduation! Yes, she is already a PhD! ūüėÄ

My biggest problem with this movie was the time frame. Essentially everything happens within a week or so, so while Winston is away at the super long conference, Cecilia realizes that she has to write a thesis, she actually writes it with several corrections from her professor, finds a committee and a date, defends her thesis AND has a graduation ceremony… in the meanwhile the conference is still going on. I didn’t like that! It’s the most unreal thing ever that they’ve done in the movies or comics…

It still left me pretty emotional… ūüė• Oh, and I totally saw that ending coming… after how the first movie ended, I thought it was pretty obvious!

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Procrastination and lack of motivation… now what?!

Fair warning, this will be a huge rant…

I’m finishing my 4th year of my PhD and I’m scared. The closer I get to the finishing (self-imposed) date, the more I panic and feel blocked. And I’m not motivated at all.

For the past week or so I’ve spent hours in front of my PC, knowing that I have to analyze data, make statistical analyses, plots and then discuss them. I need to finish my part of a paper, 2 work reports, my yearly report of my PhD and start writing my thesis, and I did a grand amount of nothing.

All August my brain kept telling me “it’s ok if you didn’t do it today, you have tomorrow”, but then August ended – how, I’m still not really sure, September is here, one week gone and I still have nothing. I know I work better under pressure, so I know that I’ll have to finish each of these topics I just mentioned until the end of next week, but this time this is scaring the hell out of me.

I started my PhD on January 2012. The first months were a joke! I spent them in Portugal collecting samples and doing 2 term papers… oh, how I totally wasted those months… so my real work began on September 2012, when I arrived in Barcelona (yeah, almost 3 years here…). I knew right away that my project would be hard – the funding was cut, Portugal and Spain were in a huge financial crises, and to top it off, the main techniques used in my field of research changed drastically within a few years, so I knew from the start that no matter how amazing my results were, they would have to be taken into the light that it was done with techniques that are not the “go to” thing anymore. That’s frustrating!

Still, for more than 2 years I labored, with my 3-7 days DNA extractions, and endless PCRs without results, endless lab contaminations, whole days, weeks and months that went to waste because all of that… but still, I had some kind of hope that I would make it work, that somehow I would obtain enough results from my old old samples that I would be able to finish without a hitch. See, my PhD was never supposed to be the big thing, it¬†was only¬†just a step, to get to something better. I never liked it here, and it never crossed my mind to be here any day longer than strictly necessary.

But as a new yearly report and defense of my progress looms on the horizon, I have to take a look at my results from my samples and finally start admitting (at least to myself) that they won’t be enough. And that I’ll be lucky if I manage to get any kind of usable information for 10 of my 100 samples… and this sucks! It breaks my heart and I don’t know what to do about it.

Objectively, and rationally, I know that this won’t have to be a problem. I can spin my dissertation theme. I can go for why I had such terrible results, or I can expand the temporal and geographic scope to include other samples I worked on these past years that had far more promising results.

But still, I feel like I failed, and this realization, of the failure and everything it entails, it has left me unmotivated and dispassionate about something that was so sure was my future. Because what if I can’t do it? What if I’m not good enough? What if, because of the circumstances, I never get a post-doc doing something I¬†want, or somewhere I really like?

I know I don’t want to spend much more time doing this, but actually taking a step forward and working on finishing it, no matter what I have or don’t have, is scary as hell. See, this is a “safe” place. I’m doing my PhD, I have a goal, I have a purpose, and even when my scholarship ends and if I have to get a job until I finish it, it’s ok, because I have a finish like to look forward to.

But then what? The finish line comes and what’s next?

Not trying is tempting. Because if you don’t try you don’t fail, it’s as simple as that.

I understand why so many people lose years on end on grad school, I understand why my best friend is still doing her masters, 8 years after getting in, I understand why my colleague took around 12 years to finish his PhD. And I never wanted that for me, but I understand the appeal, and that scares the hell out of me.

I always wanted to work in science, even in times when I was lost and didn’t think I could do it, the only future I saw possible for myself included handling micropipettes and eppendorfs. But after so many years of being sure, I find myself envisioning a different kind of future for myself, with a steady job, ideally surrounded by books and/or coffee, and it’s not bad, and yet¬†it’s the worst thing for me¬†because¬†It feels like giving up!

I have the upmost respect for all the people who go to grad school and¬†after decide to do something else entirely. I know a lot of people who have given up on science. I never wanted to be one of them, I still don’t. I don’t want to think that I’ve spent all my adult life in pursuit of something that I’ll just abaddon. It’s been 13 years since I got into college! 5 years of undergrad, 3 years of Msc, (one miserable year trying to get a scholarship to do my PhD), and now 4 years of PhD, with at least one more in tow… I don’t want to have worked so hard for nothing. And at the same time, I’m scared, oh so scared, that no matter how hard I try, this might be it for me, and it might not even be my choice.

I’m 31 years old. Since I was in my second year of my Masters degree, getting this Phd has been THE GOAL. I’ve put everything on hold – not entirely by choice, but everything became secondary to this. I left my family, which was never a problem, because I never wanted to stay in Portugal, but I moved to a place I hated, and that destroys me a little bit every single day. Let me clarify, I don’t hate Barcelona. I hate my place of work. I don’t particularly like the people and the way that things are done here. I don’t like the language. I hate that I didn’t make a single friend in the 3 years I’ve been here – I mean, I know I’m not an easy person, but this is just ridiculous. I hate my everyday life, and I’m always comparing it to home and I miss home every single day – which is funny as hell, because at 17 I was ready to move to London and I saw no problem with that (still one of my biggest regrets).

So it’s a horrible feeling, to think that maybe, just maybe, I’ve put everything else on hold to do this one thing, ¬†that I might not even be successful at. And I have no idea what to do next…

I guess this is the end of this rant… I’m so sorry for the long (and pointless) post, I just needed to get it out of my chest. Now I need to finish all that stuff, on the 18th I’ll be back on a plane, so there’s that to look forward to.

The PHD Movie 2: Poster and Screenings

If you’ve been following me for a while now, you know that I’m quite excited about the upcoming movie The PHD Movie 2. You probably don’t know what it is about, because frankly, most people that actually read the PHD Comics are grad students, but I digress… PHD Comics is this great site with (as you might have guessed) grad school related strips, you can check it out here.

In 2011 they decided to do a movie with some themes from the comics and so The PHD Movie was born. I love it. It’s short, and it’s likely that it won’t appeal to people outside of Academia, but it does give a great sarcastic view of this world, and it made me (humble graduate student at the time, feel less alone). In 2014 a kickstarter for a sequel was launched and the goals were met – I’m a proud backer!

So I’m super happy that the movie is almost coming out, and that I can share the poster, trailer and screenings with you guys.

Go here for the screenings page – I’m just sad that they won’t be screening the movie in Spain, but no worries, I’ll get my movie in the mail soon enough!

#DistractinglySexy 3

It’s the # that keeps on giving… (part 1 part 2)

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#DistractinglySexy 2 (because it keeps getting better!)

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Yesterday the #DistractinglySexy started trending on twitter and I compiled a few of the post here. But because it is still very relevant, and I can’t ignore it, I’ll share a few more with you. (part 1part 3)

In case you don’t know what I’m talking about, Nobel Prize winner Sir Tim Hunt¬†shared a few insights while on a conference, saying that labs should be same sex only, because women in the labs cause some trouble… either the men fall in love with them, or they fall in love with the men, and then they cry. Yep, that’s what the bastard said! He then apologized, saying how wrong of him it was to say it in front of journalists (yeah, not sorry he said it and thought it, just that the journalists were present…).

In case you’re wondering, he resigned yesterday from his UCL post. I have to admit, I’ve been in science for about 12 years, I’ve been working in a mixed lab since I entered my Masters (a while back) and before that I worked with guys in the lab… NEVER HAD THAT PROBLEM. Crying?! Sure, it might have happened, you know, when I work for a whole month and PCRs keeps coming up contaminated or negative, sure, I might shed a tear, but I never had any sort of inkling towards a male colleague…

SO, without further ado, here are some more fun tweets about this.

#DistractinglySexy is the best response ever to Tim Hunt

A Nobel prize-winning scientist has been forced to apologise for saying female colleagues “fall in love” in the workplace and “cry” when criticised.

Sir Tim Hunt, a Cambridge PhD graduate, has come under fire for telling a group of Korean scientists that women distract men from work and should be in same-sex laboratories.

Three things happen when they are in the lab, you fall in love with them, they fall in love with you, and when you criticise them they cry,” he said.

The 72-year-old also admitted to the audience that he was a “chauvinist pig”.

Huffington Post

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When I read this yesterday I was obviously outraged (me being a woman in science and all), but today, not only did he resign, but Women in Science took twitter to have the last word under the hashtag¬†, and you just have to go look, it’s amazing. Here are some (see more part 2part 3):

Things to do, so much things to do (and a lot of procrastination!)

Tomorrow I’ll be on a plane again. Yes, this has been a crazy year so far, I fell I spent more time in airports and inside airplanes that anywhere else… Either way, I’m going home for a few days because my grandmother is turning 87 (and at this point we’re not allowed to miss any birthdays) and then I’m off to Brazil for a week to visit friends with my mom (which hopefully will involve a lot of doing nothing, with caipirinhas and sun bathing by the pool with a good book).

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As per usual, with an impending trip, my workload just tripled in this last week or so. Since Sunday, I have been getting to work pretty early and sometimes leaving quite late. Not today though, after leaving yesterday at 8p.m. and being hard at work today at 8a.m., I decided to come home a little early to finish a draft of a paper that I have to discuss with my advisor tomorrow at 8.30 a.m., I just could not work more at work today, I was so tired and needed the comfort of my pajamas.

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Turns out, not the brightest move… There’s a party near the residence where I live and it implied very loud (and not very good) music… so, for the last few hours my concentration and ability to work has been at a solid zero! My brain kept busy though, I retrieved a couple of papers that I need, I watched the end of The Lizzie Bennet Diaries (I just recently found them… I’m in LOVE!), I added a few more books to my shopping cart at amazon… so, I’ve been procrastinating a lot…

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It has to stop now, for realsies! I need to finish this like now, I still have a bunch of other things to do, I have to align some sequences and more importantly, I NEED TO PACK! And I still have to figure out which of my new books I’ll be bringing on my trip.

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To top it all off, because I still hadn’t enough going on, TAP (company of all my flights for the next 3 weeks) just announced that they’ll go on strike from May 1st to 10, considering that I’ll be coming back from Brazil to Portugal on the 3rd, and then from Lisbon to Barcelona on the 5th, I’m a little worried… ok, a LOT! Mainly because I have a very important appointment on the 4th, it involves going with my niece and her cousin to the 5 Seconds of Summer concert! I hope they solve stuff before I’m due back…

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