Jan 20, 2012 15:08
*shaking hands*
Right. Okay. So that wasn't so bad. Now all I have to do is write a dissertation. Oh god.
I'm in this really strange state right now, where I have all this nervous energy and don't know what to do with it and am kind of looking around all, *PANICKY EYES*, waiting for someone to tell me what to do. But I'm also really, really happy, because people with PhDs have examined me and found me not wanting and declared my work not stupid, and so now I feel arbitrarily justified in my existence. And I know exactly how overblown that is, but GAH right now I can't really do the thing where I separate out reality from the way that Things Happen In My Head.
I think I'm drunk on adrenaline. Maybe if I get drunk on alcohol, that will all balance out. That seems logical, right?
Also, you know what's great? The inescapable and consistent desire of PhDs to hear themselves talk. Because it was an "oral exam," but the committee talked for about 70% of the time. I have absolutely no objections to this. They had great ideas for my dissertation, and I didn't have to talk as much as I thought. So, yeah. Our educational system is so strange.
In summary: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *collapses*
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