First year of grad school is almost over. Although I don't like the class I'm taking (ugh what a passive aggressive prof... whatev just let me pass), things are alright. Comparing to the first semester, It seems we are more on track. Rotation project accomplished, boss man has no complaints, looks like we are good for the next 3-4 years (I hope).
But I can't help wanting to go home. I just want to spend a little time home when semester ends... I have no idea how to bring this up to the boss man, since he is adamant about students working 24/7. I mean, I agree that in order to be better than everyone else, you need to invest time. Just like if you play piano, to be a good pianist you need to practice piano all the time. To be a good scientist, you need to practice science all the time. After 8 months, I still want to go home...
However, a good skype conversation with my ex-PI somewhat relieved that thought. He sounded happy to talk to me again, as we planned how to push our manuscript closer to publication. (he just laughed when I told him "omg the boss man wants me to breathe, eat, and sleep science!" and said "yes... that's for your own good...")
Final exams are coming... Time to study hard. And spring still hasn't arrived in this area. Oh well, patience is a virtue.