26 Ağustos 2018, Pazar
saat: 21:55
I had my first advisor meeting with my advisees (and their parents) last Friday and my first thought was, “Imposter Syndrome at 3:45 PM. Check.”
I can't believe they're letting me do this. I’m the advisor. I’m in charge. I’m supposed to tell them what to do. Parents look up to me with respect and call me Dr. So-and-so. It’s terrifying.
Much work is ahead as always & exactly how I like it to be. I swear I’ll get better at this time thing---keeping time, managing time, being on time, but it’s a process.
