I am officially done; done with this entire process of thinking, analyzing and writing!
My dissertation has crossed the fifty percent mark. I have a good six days before the self imposed deadline comes around and I head to see my guide, but I still feel like it's a race against time! Why am I so freaking clueless? I thought I had it all sorted in the head but turns out I have zero motivation and ideas. I spent the entire day reading and writing, and in the end I am staring at a page loaded with bullsh*t. When such days come around, I tell myself in the near future this will all make sense, but today I don't even have these soothing thoughts comforting me. There is a strong tendency to throw this netbook in the big red bin outside my room. Really!
Oh lord, please please pleaseeeee give me the strength to carry myself through this day. I need this favour. Please.
My dissertation has crossed the fifty percent mark. I have a good six days before the self imposed deadline comes around and I head to see my guide, but I still feel like it's a race against time! Why am I so freaking clueless? I thought I had it all sorted in the head but turns out I have zero motivation and ideas. I spent the entire day reading and writing, and in the end I am staring at a page loaded with bullsh*t. When such days come around, I tell myself in the near future this will all make sense, but today I don't even have these soothing thoughts comforting me. There is a strong tendency to throw this netbook in the big red bin outside my room. Really!
Oh lord, please please pleaseeeee give me the strength to carry myself through this day. I need this favour. Please.
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