My life.

So I recently got an appointment into Max’s lab for the summer. I am very excited about this. I know it’s not going to be easy because Max, right after we signed all the paperwork, tells me, “Hey Fatima, when you get a chance, talk to Chris (the departing undergrad), he will let you know what is going on and what you will be doing… it is not very straight forward.”

Thanks a lot Max! Way to freak me the fuck out!

But the pay is decent, Mr. Physics says that he gets paid the same so if I’m making the same as a 4th year grad student, I may be alright this summer.

I am just really happy that I will be paid to do what I love, and that is chemistry. I could’ve never dreamed (horrible grammar, saa my laa) that Me, I, the person that should’ve been dead 5 years ago, is now being paid to do something they love. It’s more than just a summer appointment to me…

I’ve worked really hard to get here and one of my biggest fears has been not being able to pursue this because I’m a black female in a white and male dominated field. I feared no one giving me a chance because of this. I feared being looked down upon as a 30 year old undergrad.

If they knew what it took for me to finally get here…

Anyway, this isn’t a Nobel Prize speech… it’s me being thankful for having this opportunity. Now let’s see what kind of shit I can cook in the lab. 😉