MA exams over.
As I was telling
glimmergirl on the phone, I had always imagined that I would walk out of the room either ecstatic (done! donedonedonedone!) or an emotional wreck (fuck! fuckfuckfuckfuck!). I also entertained the possibility that I'd leave the room and pass out. As it was, however, I just walked out. Went outside. Called Glim. Went to see my advisor to show her that I survived. Called Glim back. Walked home. Ate crackers. Talked to my parents. Watched the last episode of Tipping The Velvet. Ate some more. Watched the extras, such as they are. And here I am.
It was, without doubt, the fastest four hours I've spent in a very long time.
Maybe tomorrow morning I'll realize that it's over. Nothing left to go but the paper that I already have outlined.
As I was telling
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It was, without doubt, the fastest four hours I've spent in a very long time.
Maybe tomorrow morning I'll realize that it's over. Nothing left to go but the paper that I already have outlined.
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Like that's my fault? They weren't that obscure.
When do you find out the results?
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I hope to know by the end of next week, but I don't think the department secretary circulated the responses to the committee yet, so it might be longer.
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woo-hoo!
tres proud of you, doc. your commitment and perseverance are a model for others to follow.
now go write that paper and then go get yourself some ice cream.
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Thank you kindly, cap'n. :)
Mmm... ice cream...