Wednesday I retook my oral PhD qualifying exam. I thought I had done much better than my first attempt, and was pretty confident. However, I could unfortunately hear my committee deliberating through the door after I was asked to leave the room; it didn’t sound good. When they finally called me back in, they told me while I did do better than my last exam, I was borderline pass/fail and they need to deliberate further.
Yesterday, my program director emailed me and told me she wanted to talk to me about the outcome of my exam. So I went into the city, to her office, to meet with her. I already had a pretty good feeling that I had failed. The regulations of the program say that means I’m kicked out of the program, so I was understandably stressed and a bit depressed. I had failed my exam, but I had 4 options: voluntary withdrawal from the program/school, take a leave of absence and take classes elsewhere, do a master thesis and take a terminal masters degree, or appeal to the executive committee of my department to stay a PhD student. I’m only willing to even consider the last two options. I’ve already taken 3 months off to study for this retake, and I’ve put too much into the past two years to just leave. So I’ve pretty much decided I want to appeal. I have the rest of the graduate students in my department behind me; my boyfriend, parents, and my sister are all supporting me on this decision as well. I have a meeting with my program director again on Monday afternoon - she wanted me to take a few days to make my decision.
After my meeting with my program director, my department had a social thing that my boyfriend came with me to, and we had a great time. We usually take the train home from Center City, but we got done with the social in between trains, and the bus takes us by our apartment just as well, so we took the bus home instead. We were walking home from the busstop when my boyfriend noticed some kinda creepy teenage guys in hooded sweatshirts following us. So we crossed the street and picked up the pace home. When we got to the parking lot of our building, the guys crossed the street as well, and approached us. The one guy tried to take my totebag, to which I resisted and kept yelling NO. The other guy claimed to have a gun and threatened to shoot my boyfriend. My boyfriend just kept telling them to calm down and leave me alone. The guy trying to take my bag threw me to the ground, which made it possible for him to yank my bag off my shoulder, and they ran. My boyfriend ran after them for a few blocks to see if he could catch up to them or see where they were going. I called 911; by the time he got back to me, my boyfriend was calling 911 as well. We rode around with the cops for a good hour, but didn’t find any leads. We made a report and I’m waiting for a detective to call so I can make a statement.
We’re getting the locks to our apartment changed, since my keys and ID were in my bag. I’ve also already called my bank and credit card company to cancel all my cards and get new ones. I’ve ordered new health insurance cards, and will be going to get a new state photo ID (I don’t have a driver’s license) and a new school ID today or Monday. Physically I’m alright, I’ve just got a sprained wrist from being thrown on the pavement. I’m more mad and frustrated at having to replace what was in my bag - my wallet was from Etsy, it was one-of-a-kind, my headphones and microphone adapter for my iPhone were in there (luckily my iPhone was in my pocket so I still have that), my school notebooks, including a notebook with all my notes from PodCamp Philly were in there. All because a stupid bunch of teenagers wanted some cash or something. I only had maybe $50 in there. And I was only a couple hundred feet from my front door.
My poor mom is worried sick about me, which is even more awful since today is her birthday
I’m fine, but she’s worried about her little girl. For now, we’re waiting for maintenance to get here to change the locks, and then I’ll see what sort of time I have to get new IDs in the city. Not what I planned to do today, but life happens.





