So I can finally breathe again! Guilt-free and no deadlines! And now my proposal for my thesis is submitted and out of my hands.
I never pictured myself getting this far. In fact, I guess I still don’t quite picture myself getting any further. Graduation seems like a fairy-tale, happily-ever-after, faraway day that I don’t really expect to ever come around. Not now that I’m on the college-treadmill, plodding along, growing wearier and wearier and not really getting anywhere. Or so it would seem.
Submitting a thesis proposal seems so grown-up! Perhaps even more grown-up than submitting a thesis. Guess there’s just something about the word ‘proposal’ that I like (not to lay it on too thick or anything). Anyway, I suppose the fact that my thesis proposal centres around Disney princesses and their love lives will probably keep me grounded in the reality that, no matter how grown-up this may seem, I’m still a child just trying to pass myself off as a college-going adult.
I’ve never kept the act up for this long before. Semester 6. Can you believe it?!
Someone in admin really needs to be fired for half-assing their job and letting me sneak my way into third year.