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Blognukkah ✡️ Day 1: Grad School Finals, Friendsgiving, and More!

Hello and welcome to the blog of a girl who was subjected to 9 straight hours of class. Read on at your own risk.

I think that 9 hour class days via zoom are invented to test our commitment to psychology. And, therefore, I can officially say how committed I am. Today was my last day of class for the semester, but there are still final projects!

A tiny snippet of someone’s oral exam (this was a description of informed consent)

My last class of the day, Personality Assessment, was my favorite. We each did a presentation of the personality assessment that was hardest for us to interpret. Mine was the PAI. My “patient” was my grandma, dubbed “Sara Lavi” in what was admittedly not the best disguise of her real name. I can’t tell you much about the results of it because the confidentiality policy of psychologists is akin to that of priests: if you talk about your client, you get our version of Hell, which is a removal of our license.

Two sisters getting into the holiday spirit (I’m on the left)

In other news, two of my friends and I set up a belated Friendsgiving/Hanukkah Gift Exchange for this Sunday. If you’re wondering whether we are safe, don’t worry. My friend just sent the following text: “let’s cook with our masks on to make sure that the food doesn’t get breathed on 😂❤️”. If I read this text before March 2020, I would’ve questioned our sanity, but it shows how much the world has changed in a few short months.

The holiday season is considered a season of giving. For me, one of the hardest things to give someone else is my patience. I enjoy listening to people and helping them out, but I get frustrated if I feel like a person isn’t putting in the work. Separately from my grad school, I take a group therapy class, and it really tested my patience this week.

There’s one girl in my class who never seems to do the work. I once talked with her and she told me that she was a recent immigrant, so I understood that it might be difficult for her to grasp the assignments. However, when she said that she didn’t even load the assignment onto her computer, and could I please wait for her to do so, it was hard for me to sympathize. It was one click of a button, I thought to myself. Surely that’s not too hard. “My computer is going to make a lot of noise,” she said, apologizing in advance. Whereupon I heard a text to speech reader start to say the name of the webpage in a robotic voice. “https://group therapy…”.

“Sorry,” she said, after a second. “It seems like the assignment is a picture and my computer can’t read it to me. Would you be able to read it out loud?”

“Sure,” I said, and began to read. After about #4, I stopped and pinned her Zoom icon so that we could at least make eye contact. And, guys, I got the biggest shock of my life. The girl was blind! I just never looked properly. I felt like the most insensitive person to walk the planet. Not only was she new to America, but she had another obstacle that made school even harder. From then on, I was as patient as possible, reading each sentence slowly (instead of at warp speed, the way I usually talk). This incident happened on Tuesday, and it taught me never to judge a person’s circumstances. I hope you all are doing well, and I look forward to posting more soon!


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Hi everyone! I started my doctorate in clinical psychology in fall 2020. A google search revealed that there are no current grad school blogs for psychology students. Anyway, I happen to know a girl who wants to document her journey to getting a doctorate (spoiler: it's me). Welcome. Hope you stay awhile!

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