<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Academic on Natha's Archive</title><link>https://nathas-archive.com/tags/academic/</link><description>Recent content in Academic on Natha's Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2026 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://nathas-archive.com/tags/academic/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Join Me Through Our Diploma Graduation Ceremony</title><link>https://nathas-archive.com/blog/2026-08-26-diploma-graduation/</link><pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://nathas-archive.com/blog/2026-08-26-diploma-graduation/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="towards-the-ceremony"&gt;Towards the ceremony&lt;/h1&gt;&#10;&lt;p&gt;You can&amp;rsquo;t really process your feelings fully when you are in an intensive one-year study program. I felt surreal that we actually had spent almost one year, passing through classes, and pushed ourselves to our limit.&lt;/p&gt;&#10;&lt;p&gt;I started my day by staying grounded. It felt kind of like our daily routine. I came to have lunch in the cafeteria. We gossiped about silly things. Mikko, Bee, Burak, Mohammad, and I played kabul like the usual. I went to visit my supervisors to talk which made me feel warm even before the ceremony (&lt;em&gt;they are very kind!&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>