I am now a Dr.
No, not that kind of Dr. The less useful kind. But a Dr nonetheless! It has been 12 hours now, and those two letters are starting to look a little weird in front of my name.
Beyond requesting that you all now bow to me, the purpose of this post is to convey my thanks (that word is not enough) to the people who have been in my life. I refer both to the people from the past four years who have watched me struggle through this thing called PhD, and those who came before. I strongly believe a person is a sum of their experiences, and if I may be arrogant for a moment, I’m a pretty awesome person. I blame all of you :)
And because no one is going to read the damn thing, I have copied below the most important part.
It is difficult to describe the thanks I owe to the people who helped me during this process, and I think only those who have undertaken such a project really understand the support required to come this far and produce such a document.
A symphonic cacophony of thanks:
To my primary advisor Phil, who was the calm in the face of the storm. I have lost count of the times that you steered me back on course, and kept me from giving up. You provided me with the feedback and constructive criticism I needed (but didn’t always want!) to make me a better writer, and also made me unafraid as a researcher, less scared to share my data, programming, and most importantly, my ideas.
To my associate advisor Roger. At the beginning, all those years ago, I thought that I would never have as much knowledge at the tip of my fingers as you always seem to have. Thanks to your guidance, and your seemingly unfailing belief in my abilities as a researcher but also as a person, gaining that experience and knowledge no longer seems such a daunting or impossible task. Thank you for constantly challenging me to do better.
To the APA for providing a scholarship funding this research and providing a living allowance, and to the School of Psychology at UQ and all the amazing staff within, who make the lives of a PhD that much easier. Particular thanks go to Alison Pike, for facing the wall of rules and paperwork with me.
To my officemates Kate and Regan, you made my thesis writing days that much easier to bear having you to work beside, or provide much needed discussion and distraction.
To all the other academics in the school, in particular Derek Arnold, Stefanie Becker, Jenny Burt, and Ottmar Lipp. Thank you for your constant encouragements, your kind words, and your belief in my abilities as a researcher and a person, you gave me the confidence to continue when I didn’t have that belief myself.
To the ‘Lunch Committee’, without whom I would have gone mad a long time ago, and because of whom I most likely did not leave UQ a completely sane person! Will Harrison, James Retell, Morgan Tear, Zan Saeri, Jason Tangen, Mel McKenzie, Dustin Venini, Ruben Laukkonen, Regan Gallagher, Rachel Searston, Matthew Thompson, and others (please forgive me, the list is long!). Thank you for the two-fold role you played, first as an endless repository of knowledge, opinions and ideas for research, and second, as the antithesis to work.
To Whitney and Kasih, for the exercise and gossip that helped ward off the crazy, and also to Dustin, Josha, Rona, and Uri, and Lizzie and Era, for our wonderful adventures when I needed to escape from work.
To my family, Dad and Bo, for your support and editing, and Arvid and Neets, for your distractions!
To Dave. I don’t think even I understand how we got through this together, but what’s mine is yours, and this as much as anything.