I hated my program. I don't like the fact that it expanded so aggressively that new students are random and boring. I loved hanging out with classmates from my year. They are interesting people. I don't like the new teachers recruited, many of which are condescending, and you can tell they are losers. They might be successful in their careers, but they are simply pathetic. I wouldn't trade my life with theirs for heaven. I don't like my department is paying absolutely no attention to student evaluations. If they had even a little bit, damn Adam and Bill can kill John sweet goodbye.
On the other hand, I do love NYU. It is caring, dynamic, funny and exciting.
1. Today I bought a really expensive bra. Normally I wouldn't spend so much on a piece of clothes, but I need to give myself an incentive for the unbearable hard work for next week. I accidentally left the bra on the 4th floor study lounge. Three hours later, I realized I did not have the bra with me. When I thought I had lost it forever, I found it on the same spot where I had left it. I was so grateful.
2. I have been working on my thesis paper for half a semester. I like my subject, which is the communication between sex workers and NPOs. However, I had a hard time finding secondary research. I didn't know what key words to use, where to find statistics, or which database to use. I sent a letter asking for help from librarians, anticipating nothing valuable would come out. They responded really fast, and even offered me personal meeting. The librarian expressed interest in my research, showed respect to my work and spend one hour going through different websites and databases. What she found in an hour was more than what I found in two days. Librarians are willing to help, as well as professional.
3. The database is amazing. It has all the information I wanted.
4. I can always find the book I want to read in the library.
5. People watch out for each other. On the street in the East Village, I see people remind one another who dropped something.
6. Love the gym. Not the doorman though.
7. Love Washington Square Park. The musicians, babies, and senior citizens sitting at leisure never fail to remind me how beautiful life is.
8. Physicians at the Health Center are professional. They did me a huge favor--helped me get rid of the pain-in-the-ass acnes on my face. The counseling service helped me get to know myself, and understand what is beneath my anger.
Can I leave the program and stay in NYU?
On the other hand, I do love NYU. It is caring, dynamic, funny and exciting.
1. Today I bought a really expensive bra. Normally I wouldn't spend so much on a piece of clothes, but I need to give myself an incentive for the unbearable hard work for next week. I accidentally left the bra on the 4th floor study lounge. Three hours later, I realized I did not have the bra with me. When I thought I had lost it forever, I found it on the same spot where I had left it. I was so grateful.
2. I have been working on my thesis paper for half a semester. I like my subject, which is the communication between sex workers and NPOs. However, I had a hard time finding secondary research. I didn't know what key words to use, where to find statistics, or which database to use. I sent a letter asking for help from librarians, anticipating nothing valuable would come out. They responded really fast, and even offered me personal meeting. The librarian expressed interest in my research, showed respect to my work and spend one hour going through different websites and databases. What she found in an hour was more than what I found in two days. Librarians are willing to help, as well as professional.
3. The database is amazing. It has all the information I wanted.
4. I can always find the book I want to read in the library.
5. People watch out for each other. On the street in the East Village, I see people remind one another who dropped something.
6. Love the gym. Not the doorman though.
7. Love Washington Square Park. The musicians, babies, and senior citizens sitting at leisure never fail to remind me how beautiful life is.
8. Physicians at the Health Center are professional. They did me a huge favor--helped me get rid of the pain-in-the-ass acnes on my face. The counseling service helped me get to know myself, and understand what is beneath my anger.
Can I leave the program and stay in NYU?
