today is the best day of my life. today is the day I leave the festering, putrid cesspool of academia. how the fuck did I even keep going for two years? why the fuck did I ever think this was the way to go? how the fuck are there still so many people who think that it is?

overworked, aside form research, have to teach classes, have to take classes, all for a pay that's too laughable to even write down. you have to attend crappy lab meetings and journal clubs and conferences, all of you bore you to death. you have to feign interest in all the stupid bullshit you're hearing. cause if you don't people will stare at you like "whaaat? you don't like research?!?! b-b--but you learn so much, sure you're one step away from starvation, but the excitement of discovery is reward enough isn't it?"

there are people who legitimately believe this. there are professors who actually think you should be grateful for the opportunity to work there.

it's beyond belief. what was I thinking? but nevermind, frens. I'm out, looking at a bright, bright future in a place that does work that actually matters (you know, not arbitrary bullshit results in some shitty peer reviewed journal no one ever reads)

dear academia, fuck off and die.