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Day 1 – Unwritten (Thesis)

Today is the first day of my MA. It’s like the postgrad office is that LOST island and I’m Jack Shepherd, disoriented and stumbling around, listening to people freak out in the distance. Instead of being crushed by bits of plane, their struggles are more about deadlines and word counts. That was the first and last episode I ever saw of that programme so perhaps I should have picked a different show to use as a comparison. I also heard [FOUR YEAR OLD SPOILER ALERT] that they ended up in purgatory which I guess could be taken as either a really bleak or fairly accurate assessment of life as a postgrad. I’m quite sick today so maybe it’s not too far off from the current situation.

I know that feel, bro.

I know that feel, bro.

I did some marking but because I’m on the edge of [influenza] glory, I didn’t get as much done as I would have liked. Friday is going to be so busy now. It’s probably for the best though. I don’t want to give all my students sneeze essays – clearly that’s a privilege that should be reserved for the best. However, I did stock my office with incredibly important things such as highlighters, instant noodles, photos of my friends, an eyelash curler, a mirror and several Tina Belcher clippings. I’d say it was still a pretty productive day.

In terms of thesis work, I printed out my original EOI and now I have 30 days to plump it up and make it official. Can you say Literature Review? I can’t. At least not without crying a little. Hopefully the academic stylings of my pals J-Mitt and H-Jen will help me get pumped up for the year ahead.


Yeah, baby!

Let’s go baby, let’s go!  *clap clap clap-clap-clap*

(Seriously though, I’m actually so excited.)

Things I did instead of working:

  • Sniffled and put my head on the table until the room stopped spinning.
  • Thought about the fact that The Smiths are wrong. Being hit by a double-decker bus sounds like a horrific way to die.
  • Bought a jersey from Cotton On because I “needed” that colour.
  • Synced Andy Gibb’s Greatest Hits to my iPhone because I Just Want To Be His Everything.

Random angsty lyrics of the day:

Wish the best for you
Wish the best for me
Wished for infinity
If that ain’t me

I can’t give it up
To someone elses touch
Because I care too much

– The XX