Woohoo! This is the noise I am making as I spell check, bibliographise and submit to the new fangled online submissiony thing, my last ever sodding essay that has been hanging over me for days and days and sucking all the joy out of my very being. This marks the completion of my post-graduate education.
Which means precisely: nothing.
Awesome.
‘woo’.
Watts once said: any attempt to define oneself is like 'trying to bite ones own teeth'. Anyway. I am an ENTP, a Four, a Libran and a Water Ox; scatterbrained, organised, coulrophobic, messy, hopeful, sarcastic, optimistic, romantic.
I ♡ freshly ground black coffee, travelling on trains, white roses, hugs, finishing crosswords, steak medium-rare, a well-turned phrase, big-brained scientists, the departure lounge, my homemade marmalade on toasted crumpets, hand-written letters, the possibility of aliens, the possibility of god, remote New Zealand beaches, jazz trumpets, the colour red, rom-coms, the information superhighway, organic shapes, the poetry of ee cummings, the Bach cello suites of Yo-Yo Ma, ad-free content, picnics, pay day, and a good night's sleep.
I live London with the techie beekeeping paramour (ash) and the furs (rex & badger).
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Nonsense; it means you have got through to the end, which is commendable. Well done.
There’s sometimes a nasty feeling of anti-climax when you have achieved something important. Unfair, because you should be dancing and singing now :-)
That’s fantastic sas, a huge accomplishment. Congrats.
I’m about half way through my current diploma and I have hit what I call the ‘slog zone’ – just got to keep going until I start to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Definition of failure – not even trying (in this case, me).
Definition of success – slogging away, even when it didn’t feel worth it, and being able to look back and say “I did that. It’s mine.” (you.)
Well done and don’t let the anti-climax that comes from finishing stop you from celebrating.
Some quote or other I got from Outward Bound: “I’m pleased I did it, for two reasons. One, I have done something I wasn’t sure I could. And two, I NEVER have to do it again!”
TP
woooooooooooo!!
woo indeed!
thanks all :)
i’m sure when i get the scroll i will feel better.
Yay! You did it!!! It’s a huge achievement so of course it means A LOT! :)