12582 words, 53 pages (45 pages of text, 8 pages of works cited), and a year later, I'm finally done.
My visiting teachee, Risa, compared writing her dissertation to giving birth. I totally agree.
It's absolutely a labor of love (or Mormon-approved curses).
There have been so many nights when I fell asleep sitting up. A few times I even felt like throwing up because I was so tired. I had different food cravings at different sections of my thesis. And don't even mention mood swings.
That said, it's been oddly rewarding as well. It's touching to see how my friends and family have supported me. And I positively glowed with love and pride in the stack of papers as I submitted them.
Now that it's over, it didn't seem that bad anymore.
And guess what?
It's a boy.
1 comment:
haha, I think giving birth is much easier! So I think you are well prepared now! Next time find the man :P jk
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