I just started writing the first real paragraph of my thesis. (I've written other things before, and have outlines and notes and whatnot, but this is the first real paragraph). I'm kinda freaking out, I have so much work to get done, and this is huge, and I have no idea how to do it, but I have to do it, and I know I can do it, it's just huge.

And I'm turning 22 tomorrow, and that's old and it makes me feel like I should be all mature and know what I'm doing with my life. But I don't know what I'm doing with my life, unless whipping out a thesis as fast as possible counts.

1 comment:

  1. Pfft, I'm a year and a half older than you and I have no clue what I'm doing either. Some people just bloom later than others, I guess? Nothing wrong with that.

    Happy Birthday, anyway!