Ugh, I just want it to be over. 

Yes, I know, this is not the “excited! happy! overjoyed!” sentiment everyone seems to think I should have as I prepare to defend my dissertation on Friday.

Nope, just want it to be over. 

The biggest problem is that I have no motivation to actually prepare the defense presentation I have to make. So far it’s been practiced exactly once, and that was in my car on the way to the grocery store this morning. I have something along the lines of, “This is why I went to grad school to study foreign language education policy – so I interviewed this guy for like, 3 years, and then I wrote this. Can you just pass me? I have laundry to do.”

Also I was roaming the ed school yesterday, and two things occurred that made me mad – one guy was talking to a former classmate of mine about dissertations, and I heard him say, “It’s only 100 pages? What, did you write it in a weekend?” Um…. yeah. My dissertation is 120 pages, included appendices. No, I did not write it in a weekend. I did write a lot of it during naptime, though. Then I handed my dissertation to my advisor, and she said, “It’s so short!” To which I responded, “It’s DOUBLE SIDED. Because I wanted to SAVE PAPER.” 

Apparently I should just parade around the un-double sided copy, and throw in transcripts of the HOURS AND HOURS AND HOURS of interviews I did to get to 120 pages. Oh, and all the unpublished speeches my narrator wrote. And a bunch of unrelated photographs. Honestly, I think that the fact I wrote only 120 pages is amazing. I could have easily written 500. Quality over quantity, right? 

So I’m in the throes of a last-minute crisis of confidence. Last night I dreamed (and since when is “dreamt” not a word anymore?) that I showed up for my dissertation defense at 3 on Friday and was like, “Um, can we postpone? Because I’m not ready.” For some reason, I proceeded to then roam around campus, which looked an awful lot like a Tim Burton movie set. And somewhere along in the dream, it came to the fore that I also had to write two more dissertations because I was actually graduating with three PhDs – education, history, and French. And I had to write them in a weekend.

Clearly, this guy got to me. Jerk. 

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