Defended and passed

This morning I defended my thesis. That means I sat in a small office with my advisor, my reader, and the head of the program and they spent an hour critiquing what I've done. Then, they send me outside in true Project Runway fashion, deliberate, and invite me back in.

I passed.

I have to really rework the introduction, but that's fine. I have to somehow learn to be less anecdotal a person and more conceptual.

The whole thing is weird, anticlimactic, tiring. I'm feeling blue and strange but I think all five of us graduating students feel like this. It'll be a relief at some point after our final review Monday.

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