I have been to a lot of conferences over the past years, some of them being really comfy workshops for a very closed community and others being huge machineries with thousands of participants and attendees. My first international conference was a mixture of a closed community and attendees from all over the world. The name of the conference is Annual CUNY Conference on Human Sentence Processing and in 2011 it was organized by the Stanford University in Palo Alto. This conference has a reputation for very strict peer-reviewing, therefore, my boss was against my applying there with the topic of my current project. He didn’t want to take chances with our common work, so I decided to apply on my own with the topic of my MA thesis. As it was not work-related, I also could not get the funding from the DFG in case I got accepted. So I also applied for a conference grant at the Academic Staff development and eventually won it.
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Monthly Archives: August 2014
A Beach House
My first visit to America was over three years ago. At the time, I was almost three months pregnant, so we decided that my husband should go with me. We went to California, where I was to attend two great conferences (I’ll write about each of them later), and spent three unforgettable weeks there. The first and the last week I was busy at the conferences presenting my posters, but the second week we spent travelling.
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My Hair Care Favorites
Actually, I love my hair. This is the second part of my body that I am completely satisfied with (I’ll tell you about the first one sometime later). I mean, of course it could be thicker, heavier or whatever, but I love it as it is. Although it doesn’t really need extensive care, from time to time I love to do something special for my hair. Looking for a special treat, I came across two hair masks that are just perfect for giving my hair that famous last touch.
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The Material Tally
My mother was always trying to buy me linen clothes but she always failed to put them on me. I can’t even imagine why I was so prejudiced against linen – I just couldn’t stand it. As time passed by, I managed to find some trivial explanations to it, such as “it wrinkles easiy”, “it doesn’t iron easily”, “it’s too rough for my skin”, and so on.