Finish my PhD

Well, this is a bit late now, but I finished my degree in December. It sucked, it was a lot of work, and it made me want to bash my head against more than one wall, but overall, it was a good experience. It’s easy to say that now, of course, from this end of things; at the time, it seemed impossible that I would ever get every form turned in on time, every signature in place. After all, everyone knows it’s not the writing or the coursework that kills you, it’s the forms and procedures required by the department and the school that makes you want to commit murder.

I got the thesis receipt yesterday. In the eyes of the Institute, I am done. The feeling is one that I haven’t had in years!

16% done as of 05/08

I rocked the defense. There is now a champagne bottle on the wall with my name on it. It’s still too surreal to absorb.

All I need to do now is incorporate the second batch of corrections, rewrite the abstract, redo a figure and that’s that: I finished my PhD.

but I’ve decided that I could care less. Maybe someday when I have nothing better to do I may return to this, but for right now, I’m ready to go live for awhile again.

Finally, the biggest accomplishment of my life!

I have submitted…. I bound the thesis yesterday and sent it off… and then I made the mistake of looking at it, I think there is a mistake in one of the diagrams! I am already quite scared about my defence! I can’t afford to fail this

Just did my halftime, last week actually, and have in general realized the past few weeks that this no-end-ocean of PhD years actually have a finite. I’m seeing the light int the tunnel, hmm, that didn’t sound too positive – I really love what I do mostly, but! it is coming to an end.

237 pages down.

I’m starting to get the revisions, practice defense is on Friday, and the real thing a week from Tuesday!

I think that time is long past unfortunately.