tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71476388292963340852024-03-19T05:53:40.458-07:00Diary of the pinkest Quantum physicist Girl (english version)ivanielahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037482436006022551noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147638829296334085.post-68386185881101384172015-02-14T08:28:00.000-08:002015-02-14T08:28:10.473-08:00Don't forget your thesis in valentine-thesis's day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />ivanielahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037482436006022551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147638829296334085.post-17416746672148133952015-02-06T18:48:00.000-08:002015-02-06T18:48:21.500-08:00Professor, Can you see the new pages that I wrote in my thesis?One of the problems of writing the thesis is my professor is always busy. Sometimes I go to find him to his office and surprisingly he left 1 minute before. For this reason I made a plan where, besides to do a lot of actualizations of Dropbox and send many mails, we ended up finding in unexpected places. :)<br />
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<br />ivanielahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037482436006022551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147638829296334085.post-67363856021951605422015-02-04T16:10:00.000-08:002015-02-04T16:10:30.689-08:00Somedays when my professor wants to explain me something...Sometimes I think that my pink superpower can give me all the time that I need. My calendar is full and my commitments with my dance and drawing classes, my friends and the most important, my thesis, fight between them for be in the top one of the priority of my brain.<br />
The result of this is that I collapse and my brain goes to white. I look to the empty while my professor tries to decipher my lost eyes.<br />
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<br />ivanielahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037482436006022551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147638829296334085.post-75965153134234059672014-05-06T21:48:00.001-07:002014-05-06T21:48:45.231-07:00Hallo cute rainAs you know I live (and born )in Chile, a very large country so the weather is very different in all the cities. Is a long fringe of ground! Specifically I live in Concepción, a city of the south of Chile that is very humid and has a bi-polar weather. A bi-polar weather means the days can be sunny for some hours but lather can rain! Is a little freaky.<br />
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The first year I lived here, I had problem with the weather. Due to I had lived all my life in a dry weather I didn't have <b><span style="color: magenta;">"these appropriate clothes"</span></b> for live here. (I didn't know how use an umbrella!). I felt afraid with rainstorms and I couldn't sleep. So I've worn earplugs in the nights since I moved to Concepción. <span style="color: magenta;"><b>I don't want look like a zombie when I go out!</b></span><br />
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Some experiences with this tricky weather destroyed my stupid idea about live in a rainy city could be "romantic".<br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><u><b>Experience 1:</b></u></span> It's impossible walk around Concepción with an umbrella and arrive at home dry. Really! One time, I took my pink coat and umbrella and went out with a smile in my face. I was happy for the idea of walk round the street in the rain. Well, due to the wind was strong, my umbrella broke and the rain got wet me.<br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><u><b>Experience 2:</b></u> </span>I got a special umbrella. The wind can't break this "super umbrella", even if it's stronger. When I went to the University this umbrella worked well, but I arrived at my destiny totally wet again! The rain here don't fall vertically. The rain go straight to your body and face even if you have "the biggest" umbrella.<br />
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<u><b><span style="color: magenta;">Experience 3:</span></b></u> My shoes. My old shoes don't work well when it rain (but I look wonderful when I wearing it). I need a special pair of shoes but I really hate this plastics boots that all the stores sell. My first year in Concepción, I didn't have enough money for bought special shoes but I needed be dry, so I wore big heels for avoid the water in my feet. Sometimes, some streets look like huge rivers and neither the highest shoes could help you.<br />
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I tried to fall in love with this weather. I found a "pretty" special boots (they aren't so ugly) and got a impermeable. I wear my umbrella yet because protect my lashes to the rain. Is important use a special bag for protect your laptop and don't walk near to the street, the cars don't go slower to avoid splashing water!<br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><b>If you miss the sunny days, make a chocolate cup and put good music. It's the best for those sad days when the sky cries.</b></span><br />
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<br />ivanielahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037482436006022551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147638829296334085.post-65744315219052700202014-04-18T15:46:00.000-07:002014-04-18T15:58:45.156-07:00Nobody said it would be easy!(To Brian for helping me with this entry. )<br />
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Toward the end of 2011, I was required to present my Bachelor thesis, however, due to the widespread student protest, my University was shut down for four months. Because of this we had to postpone all the deadline dates. I was quite overstressed over these events I had a panic attack! After all, <b><span style="color: magenta;">how would I be able to present a valid thesis if the Universities were closed?</span></b></div>
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When the second semester started at UCN, the University in which I was enrolled, I considered the idea of discontinuing my studies for a while. I was scared for the idea of present a bad thesis as a consequence of the students disturbances I had been left with insufficient time to prepare an adequate thesis and I did not want to present a poor one. And I didn't know what to do in the future. <span style="color: magenta;">What would I do? Was I sure of do a Master in physics?</span><br />
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Fortunately, my thesis advisor took heed of my dilemma and was highly critical of my idea of discontinuing my studies... she punished me and told me that the idea of stop my studies was stupid.
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She insisted that I continue working on my thesis and encouraged me that I was more than capable of doing so despite the loss of time. She told me that I could do it!</div>
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Due to she scared me more than the fact of didn't know what do with my life after my Bachelor, I continued working. Later, the life showed me that this was the best choice that I could do. In January of 2012 I met a University of Concepcion professor who was a personal friend of my advisor. He became my co-tutor and talked to me about the possibility of continuing my Master's studies at the University of Concepcion. He eventually persuaded me of this and in March of 2012, one month before finish my thesis, <span style="color: magenta;">I had a plan for my future</span>. And I was happy.<br />
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Without the advice of this advisor, I would have probably finished my thesis some six months later, I would not be studying here in Concepcion and this blog would not exist!</div>
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Now, in the semester that I have to finish my thesis, I'm afraid again! I find myself confronted with a similar dilemma. <span style="color: magenta;"><b>Shall I pursue a PhD degree? I have no idea!!!!!</b></span><br />
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A few months ago I had "organized" my future life. Maybe, these plans were good for my "career", but did not take into account my other dreams and my happiness. So even today, as disorganized as my life appears to be, I can take my dreams and choose which is the way that would make me happy. And this is the hard part. What if I make a mistake?<br />
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Well, I think the best thing to do for now is to not get overly anxious about these many choices and just wait that the chaos passes! I trust that life has a way of solving its own problems (I really need to be zen and <span style="color: magenta;">just go with the flow</span>). And I have been avoiding thinking about these "problems" by working hard on my thesis ("working hard") or reading books (my friends lent me a lot of Teenage novels!).<br />
I certainly cannot go crying to my advisor. If he knew that I was worried about my thesis he would have a panic attack as well!!!!<br />
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My ex-advisor is not here for give me a good advice and encourage me. Now I must rely upon my friends and my own personal convictions to motivate me to pursue my dreams. <span style="color: magenta;"><b>Sometimes life can surprise you with good things, I want good things in my life now :).</b></span><br />
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<br />ivanielahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037482436006022551noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147638829296334085.post-64412060585658838532014-04-09T13:15:00.002-07:002014-04-09T13:15:10.742-07:00The prince charming is not so charming<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5jDjBK_7Cue4Dbi9T8PP0W_yJ_Cldg8MhEl0nNbqnaD331bakN8lvdUX7ImTrw2ka9kgPcwxjB25fv_3cqr1I1a4u4QR8O9nd26H5eZB_lVp22dhJ0xmRpO83PNhn-Jgvbw0YwnHhDxE/s1600/flor.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5jDjBK_7Cue4Dbi9T8PP0W_yJ_Cldg8MhEl0nNbqnaD331bakN8lvdUX7ImTrw2ka9kgPcwxjB25fv_3cqr1I1a4u4QR8O9nd26H5eZB_lVp22dhJ0xmRpO83PNhn-Jgvbw0YwnHhDxE/s320/flor.JPG" height="320" width="239" /></a>In many movies or in our environment we listen that the women are obsessed with the prince <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KFPQEFmmAok">charming</a>. The people say that we have a fantasy due to we saw many <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0niwn2pOEno">disney</a> movies when we were kids. Is this the real answer?<br />
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Te prince charming appears in many books, movies, serials, tales and more than once we dream about this character. A lovely man that love us and makes our dreams come true?... No! Obviously we want a man that love us but we want a partner too. A person for share our life even the ridiculous things. A guy for play, talk, laugh, cry and love. This is our prince charming not the character blonde with blue eyes that the movies show. The big question is, why is so difficult to find him???? I think that is because sometimes we want that this man will be perfect.<br />
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The finder of our prince charming is very complex and the relationships too, more when you are older. When we think that finally we found "the man" something bad happens. In the fairy tales we read about prince that fight whit dragons or evil witches for protect the love with his princess. In the real life, women and men have to fight with "stupid" things like money, time, the success of ones part and many times we have to fight whit the distance. I don't know who is the biggest by personally think that the distance is the most painful.<br />
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In physics department you see many couples. Yeah, the physicist have a heart too and they are so lucky. I never see many people married! Sometimes is terrifying. The problem is when you see a lot of people getting marry and making children your stupid biological clock says you that your time has come! Once and again! With this terrible tic toc! And obviously you don't want it but when you are under pressure you begin to ask you "What happen if..."<br />
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So, sometimes the prince charming is not so charming. Don't search him! This search goes straight to failure. And think that probably he is searching the beautiful princess too. But we knows that the woman are more <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pLS86g3_NYI">witches</a> that princess. But sexy and hot witches.<br />
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I could say you be happy and try to don't fight but I hate this advice like self-help book. I only can give you this tip: Hate your biological clock ant try to turn off! This is the real guilty of all! And continue kissing toads, maybe you will find the prince charming dressed like the ugly toad.<br />
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<br />ivanielahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037482436006022551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147638829296334085.post-44646989116248212332014-04-08T19:25:00.001-07:002014-04-08T20:48:29.981-07:00Still under construction:)ivanielahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037482436006022551noreply@blogger.com0