As I’ve made abundantly clear, I created this blog with my qualifying exams in mind. And as it happens, I’m thick in the middle of them. Despite the anxiety leading up — there’s not much anyone can do to allay that — this test-based format is much easier on one’s (read, my) soul.
On Monday, we sat in a room from 8:30 to 5:30, with the exception of a single hour enforced furlough at noon, and wrote answers to three questions pertaining to planning theory (my favorite of the three), urban development (which could have been econometrics-induced horror, if not for the professor, who can make watching paint dry damn exciting), and research design (which is dry, sure, but very important. I think we’d all agree).
Tuesday, day off.
Wednesday, we hopeful PhD students convened again in the same room and answered questions relating to our chosen major fields. My advisor, whom I believe to be the smartest man I’ve ever met, in that he’s as kind, generous, and subtly revolutionary as he is intelligent, arranged it so I would answer one question in the morning and another in the afternoon. I was given the choice of two in both cases and all I can say is, I really hope I answered the questions asked.
Thursday, today. Must study.