Beating the Grad School Blues
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Beating the Grad School Blues

I am a second year Ph.D. student in the Ecology program at UNC-Chapel Hill. This semester, I have been teaching, taking classes, mentoring, and also working on my first manuscript from my current research. Exciting, right? Well, not exactly. It is stressful and sometimes just hard to keep up with everything. At times, it is … Continue reading

4 Ways Advances in Virtual Reality Can Revolutionize Marine Science
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4 Ways Advances in Virtual Reality Can Revolutionize Marine Science

Virtual Reality (VR) has had an arduous and disheartening history over the past several decades, but things have recently been looking up. There are many reasons you aren’t currently able to play Fallout 4 in a computer generated landscape projected right onto your eyes, but the foremost probably comes down to limitations in technology. VR … Continue reading

What is Your Marine Science Destiny?
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What is Your Marine Science Destiny?

Here at UndertheC, we finally have the answer to the question you’ve always been asking yourself…what is your marine science destiny? When you finally take the plunge and decide to become a marine scientist, what will you research? Take our highly scientific, extensively thought-out quiz below and find out!   Charismatic Megafauna: The ocean may in … Continue reading

The struggle life of a physicist in a chemical oceanography course
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The struggle life of a physicist in a chemical oceanography course

This post might be aiming for a bit of a niche market out there, but I’m going for it. As a graduate student in the Department of Marine Sciences at UNC-Chapel Hill, we have to take four core marine science courses: Marine Geology, Biological Oceanography, Chemical Oceanography, and Physical Oceanography (THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS). … Continue reading