03/04/2008 - 6:15 p.m.

I think I've been here before.

Today I picked up the bound copies of my thesis. They were beautiful and I didn't want to turn them in. To hold your work fully bound in hard cover with gold lettering on the cover is amazing.

But I trekked over to school and got my supervisor to sign off a form for me. Then up to the office I worked in to wave the bound copies at the guys I shared the office with. Showing them what all the swearing and sellotape and highlighters had finally produced.

Then over to the PostGrad off to finally hand them off. Realising as I talk to one of teh staff there that the damn thing has been a year in the examination process.

I expected to feel estatic when it was turned in. That it was finally over! Instead I felt sad. It is over. I'm not a student any more. I feel lost, like some of my identity is missing,

But I think I will wait until teh beginning of next year to even pick up some postgrad courses to prepare for a possible PhD.

Adrift
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