I submitted my proposal for my dissertation before I left for Germany. The following Friday (a few days ago), a meeting was arranged for the faculty advisers and the M.Phil. students to discuss each student's proposal. This entire process has been emblematic of my relationship with the department in a more general way: my seeming understanding being contradicted and complicated.
There were no specifics about the proposals nor the process in the course handbook. Upon my request, the head of my program sent out vague details that left me feeling like this was a very informal process. Come the day of the meeting, I walked into the conference room and it felt like there was some process going of which we as students were only partially aware. To top it off, there was a faculty member to whom I had never been introduced. At the end of the discussion, we were asked if we had any questions; I asked this man his name in the hopes that he would introduce himself.
When I saw the head of my program at the graduation party last night, he told me that the mystery faculty member, Eric, is my adviser. He seems nice enough. And now I get to know another member of the faculty.
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