This part of my writing is the memory lane of me getting into the PhD program. It was a glorious feeling. I remember having a period of intense anxiety about the PhD application, and then finally be admitted into a PhD program. That was in the end of 2016.
It was a strange PhD, an industrial PhD. You’d never hear it often because, part-time or not, I found it hard to argue for the necessity of a PhD.
I was a bit afraid to be a student again, after a few years of industry experience. When I was accepted, I realized that I would need to adhere to the normal standards of a PhD student in terms of quality of work, creativity, and independence.
I was a true PhD student, not a special breed, even if I was a part-time student rather than a full-time one. No special treatment was necessary or desired.
Ideally, I would want to behave and perform like just a normal PhD student. I had read that the PhD student was an apprentice of the academics, someone who is learning to be a researcher rather someone simply learning knowledge. So, I didn’t want any special treatment, since treating me differently would train me to be a “special” researcher.
With that in mind, I was a bit anxious of the “free-pass” PhD, where they would say “as long as you pay the tuition, we will give you a PhD”.
I am almost sure such things do not exist, especially for a reputable school. I can’t imagine the amount of shame I’d feel if there is a way for someone to pay for a PhD. It is way more than a transactional matter, it is about the intrinsic pursuit of one’s intellectual curiosity.
The first few classes were so confusing, everyone was saying words I hadn’t heard for 3+ years. I had to go back to textbooks, many of which I’ve already sold during my master programs, to refresh myself with all the formal terminologies. I had been working in industry, where simple terminology with 80% accuracy works better than the most precise terminologies.
To make it worse, I had a bad habit of reading & watching EVERYTHING AT ONCE. My browser was filled with 30+ tabs covering all dimensions & facets of a topic, all without a filter of relevancy. I tried to read everything, without being able to tell how valuable a piece of reading material could be.
Actually, that first semester was one of the most confusing times in my life. I was struggling to shift from reading science to creating it. I was spending more time complaining how difficult it was than being productive.
Over the winter break, I spent quite some time doing homework, writing first drafts, and meeting others to discuss about the topics that were related to the PhD. Strangely, I had a very strong memory of the first winter break, I finally admitted to myself that getting a PhD was truly challenging. I had a moment of doubt if I can finish it, if it was a mistake to enroll in the program!
Many years later now, I managed to get the degree. Honestly, it was a tough journey, with unimaginable challenges. But, I learned a ton throughout the process, and I am glad I went through it.