Tick tock...

Three weeks till the thesis is due.


I'm not sure how I'm feeling, except I've felt this before, and it might have been during year 12, where I did nothing, but at least I did nothing in relative peace.


My supervisor has been away for about a week now, and the other guy only comes in every second day for a bit, so I haven't been hassled too much. But when he gets back next week and sees I haven't achieved much...woops.


I don't know if there's any point in trying to do anything at this point. Why can't I just sit in the sun and read things I'm interested in, and spend time with my family?


Not that I have a problem with having to write up a thesis - it's that I have deal with people either feeling sorry for themselves or picking on me, plus the stress of counting down the days. And knowing that I'll be asked certain questions in the thesis defence - i.e. why didn't I start everything earlier, or why didn't I do anything apart from imaging and counting? - and the answer is because they were the supervisor's decisions, but that's not going reflect well at all. 


I'm sure everything will be fine. 


Except for the teeth. 


Peace and love,

S.