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Thesis Planning

This morning I’m trying my best to plan out the next 12 month’s of my thesis. At this point I should have a rough idea of its shape. And I kind of do… but it’s all in my head.

So now I have a giant piece of paper laid out in front of me. And a thousand brightly coloured textas to scribble my brain thoughts everywhere.

Maybe now I’ll stop feeling so confused and lost with what to do next…


One of my biggest faults as a PhD is that I don’t tend to go in and make connections with people. Mostly it’s because I’m a little too shy… partly because it takes me a long time to get into the University. But really, mostly because I’m just not good at social interactions, and I’m not overly interested.

This week was a little different… I actually went into the university, met some new people and did something! And it was more interesting and less frightening than my crazy brain had anticipated.

So that makes me wonder why I’m always so hesitant to join in on any networking opportunities within the University. I actually tend to enjoy them. And I certainly discover a lot of interesting things.

Yet, I know that next time I have the opportunity to attend such a thing, I will be just as nervous and jumpy as every other damn time…


It’s been a while since I’ve written anything blog-ish. That’s because for the last month I have been doing fieldwork. Which is AMAZING. I am more interested in doing fieldwork than lab based work. And it took 5 months before I was able to actually get outside…

And now I have a tonne of paperwork to catch up on. I basically go to work or am out in the field. The only way I get a day home is when the weather is incredibly crappy. And (yay). That’s not really happening anymore!!!

So this is my quick little hello world. Yay. I’m larricking outside. Yay. I keep finding orchids. And yay. I am finally starting to do fieldwork…

Now just to wait for my confirmation of candidature to come through…. *gulp*

Proposing Research

This week I started drafting out my research proposal. It is due in September and it is going to go through a lot of reincarnations. But what really freaked me out is that I am literally planning out the next three years of my life. I had to do a chart saying what aspect of the experiment I will be doing at which point over the next three years. I knew that I was committing to this when I started, but actually putting it down on paper… THAT was far more overwhelming!

So here I am, wondering if my plan is even good enough for my supervisors (I find out on Wednesday). And freaking out because three years is a LONG time. And wondering why this is only suddenly occurring to me. And basically, I’m really not sure how I feel. Still incredibly excited. But now a little bit more scared…

April 2018


April started off rocky – I was working a lot and trying to also make great progress on my PhD. For starters, the month started with a long weekend and one of my work mates being sick… But, luckily, I quickly found my flow and managed to get myself back on track.

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Fitness fanatics

This week I got a fitbit. Not because I’m a fitness freak, but more so because I’m almost the exact opposite. I get down the rabbit hole of study and forget everything else. To eat. To drink. To walk around.

Hence the fitbit. If I haven’t walked around in the last hour, it buzzes at me. A very easy and quick way to remind me that I need to leave the rabbit hole and head into the real world… Aside from the walking, it’s also a reminder to go make myself food. Another thing I tend to forget frequently.

Does anyone else have a tendency to get so caught up that they forget to eat and drink? Or is it just me…?

March 2018


I started my PhD this month. It’s been a pretty intense and overwhelming period. But, also one of the most exciting and surreal experiences that I’ve looked forward to for a long time!

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PhD Time!!!

On Friday I FINALLY got my enrollment / candidature confirmation. I got the scholarship (money) confirmation a few weeks ago. But, the enrollment got held up… because my supervisor had too many students. And we had to get an exemption… and, needless to say, I have been incredibly stressed over the past two weeks. After all, I start on Tuesday. So I kind of need to be enrolled to actually be able to start on time…

Basically, this means that I get to start on a new, exciting and incredibly overwhelming step in my life. To finally have something that I’ve been working towards for the last six years happen is incredibly exciting. It does mean that I have a LOT of hard work ahead of me. And I have to pretend that I am a professional most of the time… but it is still one of the most exciting things that has happened to me in a long time.

The only thing left for me to do with the long weekend is to try and get back into my uni account… which is a little difficult when your password has expired and there is no way into the system…


This week one of my managers decided to leave. Well, actually, to move on to another winery in the same company. It made me wonder if there would be an available full time position, and whether I would want to take it. After all, full time work is a little more stable. BUT I have just accepted a PhD and that is full time. I can’t do both.

What thinking about this really made me realise is that I am genuinely scared to completely commit to something and believe the good things in life. I’m still not 100% sure that I’m going to get the PhD scholarship (even though I have been offered, and accepted it). And although I’m excited to commit to 3 years to researching something that I love, I’m already concerned about what is going to happen when I finish it. 3 years is a long time. Logical Skye knows that that is dumb. But try to tell my brain that…

This is where I’m a little odd (or at least one of the ways). I LOVE change, I thrive on organised chaos, and I get bored if things are constantly the same. BUT big changes. The ones that upend your life and have the ability to change your future – they scare me. Especially the ones that I have control of. I hate making that choice. It is full of pressure and a little intimidating. After all, what if I make the wrong choice?

Luckily, I have an amazing partner who, although his initial reactions are always not quite what I wanted, always (eventually) supports me in what I want to do. Which is why, although I am truly terrified to commit to a PhD and trust in the fact that I can do one, I’m still going to try. It’s a whole new step in my life. But I’m excited. And scared. And overwhelmed. And confused. Stupid choices.