Finally published my first paper today. It was a shit paper published in a shit journal. No one will ever read it except myself. No one will ever care except you. But at least I got a paper published. It will probably help with my job application. The job application is coming up soon. Hopefully I will get the job I wanted. Life is difficult. It doesn't matter how hard you work. You don't always end up with what you want. Just have to live with it. Nothing I can do. Nothing I can change. Everyday I continue to battle life in the hope that my hard work will one day pay off. May be that one day will come, or that one will not.
I feel happy when I get paid to publish a paper.
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