One thing I have learned while being a PhD student is that summer “break” is a myth. Everyone seems to think I get a nice 3 month chunk of my year to lounge by the pool, peruse the aisles of Half-Price Books, listen to Greek music and the occasional ABBA guilty pleasure hit at Agora, and learn some sick roller dancing moves from the Montrose Roller Blader, but it isn’t that glamorous, folks. Ok, I spend a good bit of time at Agora (and I don’t mind the ABBA!), but I’m busy researching, studying, reading, and trying (and probably failing) to learn German. And you know what? I love it!
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