You’re told you have a dissertation to write. How long till hand in? 9 months? Pfft that’s ages. That is enough time to create a human. I’m not going to plan for that yet. How much is 10,000 words really…
Second semester hits you. You catch up with your course friends to find out people have suddenly gone from ‘done nothing’ to a library worth of reading and two chapters under their belts. Oh … dear. You regret the blissful afternoons of binge watching Gossip Girl. Being honest, it probably wasn’t the best ever investment of your time.
Ok, so now the panic has set in. Your degree begins to flash before your eyes as well as an innumerable amount of questions. What is my thesis?!? What is a thesis?!?! WHAT DOES ANY OF THIS MEAN?!
With the panicked red haze still blurring your vision you angrily grab any relevant book from the library only to find some evil troll who is better prepared than you has stolen all the books you need.
Finally you have to begin writing. Ok, so my first chapter is on… erm … ah … ffffudge.
Editing begins and you read through so many times that you begin to loose all grip you had on the English language. Is that a word? Does that sentence make sense? What are these hyroglifics?
So it’s mostly written, I really thought this moment would feel better than this.
HAND IN. ITS DONE. IT MIGHT BE RUBBISH, BUT THERE’S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT NOW!