The Homestretch

I've been in denial about the amount of work that needs to be done before I can graduate, but I think this time, reality has finally bitten. I just realized that I have only two weeks left to finish my mini-thesis/research paper before I have to send it off to my committee, before whom I will defend the paper and my activities for the whole semester. I've looked at some examples of such research papers done by students from previous semesters, and some of them looked encyclopedic. Meaning, their papers ended up very, VERY thick, much thicker than my paper can ever aspire to be.

Also, because I was foolish enough to enroll for two other classes other than my professional project (which is equivalent to three classes), I am also cramming to finish the requirements for them. As I write this entry, I realize that I probably sound saner than I feel. Sometimes I find myself sitting at home laughing hysterically at the thought of all I have to do just to finish my degree. I know I'll pull through. After a lifetime of cramming, I just know I will. It's just that I also know that at this point, it will take a minor miracle for me to do so.

And after weeks of being unable to sleep, I now find myself getting suspiciously sleepy early in the evening. Suddenly all I want to do is tuck myself in at 7pm. My body seems to know that I have tons of work to do, and is shutting down as a form of protest. My appetite has also made a comeback, in the form commonly known as stress-eating. Eating, after all, has always been one of the best ways to procrastinate.

Hopefully I will get my act together very soon. In the meantime, I think it's time for a nap.