When exactly are you considered a full-fledged professional in this crazy,mixed-up world? Is it upon the obtainment of a high-level degree? or the moment you purchase your first big boy suit? or the first car payment you make all on your own? NOPE. It’s when you actually get to interact with other professionals in your field on neutral ground: aka “the conference.”
Conferences are frightening & magestical places where you feel either totally at home or totally lost & freaked out of your mind. Conferences are the heart & soul of academia: the proper & appropriate time when you can rip the heads off of partake in spirited debate regarding the issues & topics of your shared field with your loser co-workers diverse colleagues.
Conferences provide you with an opportunity for travel (hopefully to somewhere far away/warm/not annoying). Sometimes you even get to go to a different country for fuckin’ free on scholarship from your parent institution. Isn’t it just so gratifying that the institution to which you pay all of your money in return for a piece of paper with a gold sticker on it sends you to represent them through all of your hard work? Isn’t it just so?
But really. Conferences are a rite of passage for graduate students & otherwise into the tried & true kingdom of the academe. And isn’t that what we all work toward in our graduate & post-graduate education?
…this post was just a really long, drawn-out way of me boasting that I’m presenting at a conference. I’M PRESENTING IN THE MEMORY & REPRESENTATION SECTION OF THE PCA/ACA NATIONAL CONFERENCE IN SAN DIEGO, BITCHEZ.
That is all.