It’s done! This is undoubtedly the hardest thing I’ve done in my life - but the exams are done, the dissertation has been printed and handed in, the viva has been prepared and presented, and with sweaty, trembling palms I 'umbly report that I have completed everything I need to do to be awarded my MSc.
Let’s assume I don’t fail the viva, because that would be most unfortunate. My exam results are decent, though, so I’m hoping to get a Distinction overall. I’m relieved… and yet feel somewhat flat. I need to have something to do, dammit! Anyone want to give me some work with an attached deadline so I won’t feel like my life is empty and meaningless, or worse, start feeling guilty about goofing off? These last few months have been rather intense, but I have strangely enjoyed stretching myself and seeing what I’m truly capable of.
It’s been an interesting year, and I will bid the dear alma mater goodbye with some nostalgia, and it will be a fond farewell, but since I’ve got a job in London and friends who are going on to study PhDs here, I’ll probably be seeing more of it than I think.
This feels good.