… And, just like that, my first year of graduate school is over.
I’ve rambled at length about the major life change this whole process has been, so I won’t bore you with details or existential questions anymore. I just wanna document some cool things that have happened, complete with poorly/casually-shot iPhone photos. Without further ado…
I road tripped to Houston with my mom, sister, and all my worldly possessions packed into a car.
I watched my cousin get married to his lovely long-term lady friend.
I spent many, many late nights in lab – but also made a habit of cultivating gratitude with every walk through my beautiful campus.
I met up with my Bay Area babes in Austin!
My roommates and I hosted a holiday party, including a canned food drive, charades, and lots of food.
I visited California, including my old stomping grounds in San Francisco and Berkeley. Funny how some things change and yet stay the same…
I started to climb with some frequency, sparked by a camping trip to Austin.
A tree fell on my car. (No damage was sustained. My car was also swiped in a parking lot, but the kind stranger left a note. Yay for automobile accidents working themselves out.)
I went to a few concerts, including Ratatat and Gary Clark Jr.
I hosted wine and taco nights, many times over, for my friends.
I had a little birthday shindig, attended by so many beloved friends.
I began biking: to and from school, along the bayous, in Critical Mass. I also survived a gnarly fall, coincidentally during which I was riding with three emergency physicians.
I became a bartender, holding down the fort at my campus pub every Sunday night.
I won a really excellent fellowship, which will grant me lots of research freedom for the majority of my graduate career. I feel so truly fortunate.
I explored a few places in Houston:
I dined out and ate these things:
And I cooked these things:
I also made time to travel on a budget. I attended my first real conference as a graduate student — hosted in, of all places, my hometown.
I visited New Orleans.
I also went to Denver.
And, finally, I ended my school year with a trip to New York.
… And now, here I am, a second-year graduate student with a beautiful, burning summer stretched ahead of me.