End-of-Honours Update
Annoyingly, I lost the previous draft of this post when Compiz crashed. So lets try again.
There are now only two weeks left before my year project has to be handed in. I still have a lot of work to do, however. If I miss this deadline, I can hand it in at the beginning of next year. This will mean that I'll still be able to start my masters on time, but I'll only graduate in March and will have to work over this precious holiday. This is not ideal, so I'm going to try my best to finish in time. Listlessness, tiredness and other setbacks aren't helping, though. I found some new vigour this past weekend, so now I just need to build on that momentum (where have I heard that before?).
I feel like I am living in a time capsule: I am completely out of touch with what is going out there. Classes ended for the pre-graduates on Friday, but mine continues for two weeks still. Some of my friends are half-way with their exams, while others have finished theirs already. I only have one exam paper to write. Its either next week or the week after that; I keep forgetting. So, yeah, it feels like time is just zooming by. While a lot of work remains to be done, the idea of being done with honours in two weeks' time is very alluring.
Last week I had a meeting with an expert on autism and it appears as if this woman is going to be co-promoter for my master's degree. We are still trying to define a project, but some good ideas came out of there and I am excited about the possibilities. More on that story as it unfolds.
On a more personal note, I realized that I won't be able to afford the flat I am currently living in next year. This was a huge blow to me that came at a very inappropriate time. Luckily, two opportunities came to me and I simply had to choose between them. It was a difficult choice, though, because each place had its separate (pronounced) pros and cons. In the end the decision was made for me when the people who had the first option on the first place decided to take it. This wasn't too bad, because I was leaning towards choosing the second place anyway. So, about this new place: it is located far from campus (almost outside of town) in a nice, peaceful neighbourhood. It is only a single room (with a kitchen and bathroom – much like a granny flat) which, although it is very small, I think can still be quite cosy. The landlords seem nice and it looks like I'm not going to hear much from them. The main house has a pool which I have been told I may use. There is also a phone line (I'm hoping it's a DSL, but it probably isn't) and I'll have access to satellite TV. Last but not least, it is very, very affordable. I won't go into the cons of the place (at least, what I consider to be cons) and wont describe the other place I considered now, even though it is semi-interesting, because that place is completely the opposite of the one I am going to move it. Ah, yes, moving. I still have some logistics to sort out concerning the move. Ugh, to be able to feel human again...
Last week my cousin (with whom I am living in the flat) decided to install a new geyser here, as the old one was on its last legs. He is enough of a handy man to be able to do the job, but he has suffered several set backs. Last night he was nearly finished (in his words, there was only half-an-hours work left) when a flush of the toilet caused a pipe in the wall to burst. So today he has been fixing that and it looks like he still has another days' work left to do. Dear reader, please appreciate the miracle of running water. Also, if you are wondering why I didn't help, the reason is this: if I had helped, we probably would have worked on that thing a month. He was in control most of the time anyway, but I did hand him a spanner or something every now and then.
Now I have to go do the dishes. That is going to require boiling several kettles' of water again.
There are now only two weeks left before my year project has to be handed in. I still have a lot of work to do, however. If I miss this deadline, I can hand it in at the beginning of next year. This will mean that I'll still be able to start my masters on time, but I'll only graduate in March and will have to work over this precious holiday. This is not ideal, so I'm going to try my best to finish in time. Listlessness, tiredness and other setbacks aren't helping, though. I found some new vigour this past weekend, so now I just need to build on that momentum (where have I heard that before?).
I feel like I am living in a time capsule: I am completely out of touch with what is going out there. Classes ended for the pre-graduates on Friday, but mine continues for two weeks still. Some of my friends are half-way with their exams, while others have finished theirs already. I only have one exam paper to write. Its either next week or the week after that; I keep forgetting. So, yeah, it feels like time is just zooming by. While a lot of work remains to be done, the idea of being done with honours in two weeks' time is very alluring.
Last week I had a meeting with an expert on autism and it appears as if this woman is going to be co-promoter for my master's degree. We are still trying to define a project, but some good ideas came out of there and I am excited about the possibilities. More on that story as it unfolds.
On a more personal note, I realized that I won't be able to afford the flat I am currently living in next year. This was a huge blow to me that came at a very inappropriate time. Luckily, two opportunities came to me and I simply had to choose between them. It was a difficult choice, though, because each place had its separate (pronounced) pros and cons. In the end the decision was made for me when the people who had the first option on the first place decided to take it. This wasn't too bad, because I was leaning towards choosing the second place anyway. So, about this new place: it is located far from campus (almost outside of town) in a nice, peaceful neighbourhood. It is only a single room (with a kitchen and bathroom – much like a granny flat) which, although it is very small, I think can still be quite cosy. The landlords seem nice and it looks like I'm not going to hear much from them. The main house has a pool which I have been told I may use. There is also a phone line (I'm hoping it's a DSL, but it probably isn't) and I'll have access to satellite TV. Last but not least, it is very, very affordable. I won't go into the cons of the place (at least, what I consider to be cons) and wont describe the other place I considered now, even though it is semi-interesting, because that place is completely the opposite of the one I am going to move it. Ah, yes, moving. I still have some logistics to sort out concerning the move. Ugh, to be able to feel human again...
Last week my cousin (with whom I am living in the flat) decided to install a new geyser here, as the old one was on its last legs. He is enough of a handy man to be able to do the job, but he has suffered several set backs. Last night he was nearly finished (in his words, there was only half-an-hours work left) when a flush of the toilet caused a pipe in the wall to burst. So today he has been fixing that and it looks like he still has another days' work left to do. Dear reader, please appreciate the miracle of running water. Also, if you are wondering why I didn't help, the reason is this: if I had helped, we probably would have worked on that thing a month. He was in control most of the time anyway, but I did hand him a spanner or something every now and then.
Now I have to go do the dishes. That is going to require boiling several kettles' of water again.
posted by phantom-99w at 09:56
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