At Long Last


Okay, I really have no book-related things to say but this little space has been stagnant for a good twenty-one days that I feel like I need to get my head sorted first before diving into the last two books that I am yet to write a review on. And also, so many things have happened since the last time I’ve posted. Apparently, a span of one month can prove to be a pivotal time for oneself.

The last time I checked in, I just finished my manuscript defense–to which I died at haha. Who knew that correcting the mistakes and inserting the suggestions of my panelists would prove to be harder than actually writing the paper? I was basically like a chihuahua while presenting.


I had, as far as I can remember, two whole weeks to revise my written output but I had trouble finding the motivation to do it. And alas, I found myself again two days from the due date of my final manuscript and still literally had nothing done. (Kids, don’t do this. This thing is for stupid people who think that “Meh. I can do that in five minutes. I’ll just finish reading this chapter.”) NEVER FUCKING DO IT. Thus began the hell-ish two weeks of my life as I descended to traveling back and forth to uni from our home. Which was two hours away. That’s four hours of sitting on my butt, to and fro. RIP butt.

And finally, finally after months–years even, if I count the time before I switched thesis topics–of hard work, late nights, and lots and lots (and I mean LOTS) of coffee, I have in my bookshelf a hardbound copy of my undergraduate thesis with my name plastered all around it. I gotta tell you, it’s a great feeling not only because I’ve finally finished my degree (technically, not yet because I still have to pay my tuition fees and graduation fees and graduation clearance, etc. haha) but also because there’s this physical proof that I’ve actually done something in those months that I was beating myself up due to them being so monotonous and idle AKA boring.

“Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different…”

–C.S. Lewis

You should have heard the big sigh of relief I had when I put my manuscript in my bookshelf. I stepped back and I was just there staring at it and I finally broke down and cried (out of pure joy, of course) because writing an academic paper–even though it’s just an undergraduate thesis only–has been really hard for me. Statistical analysis didn’t help either. But I must say, in the months that I have wrote it, my statistical software analysis skills has actually upgraded. Like, actually advanced. I legit used statistical techniques that was never taught to us in college so I had to study it on my own (I am totally looking at you panel data regression analysis with fixed effects model). And don’t even get me started on the statistical commands I have to input in STATA.

Guys, if you’re in college currently and you are supposed to write a thesis to graduate, please I implore you get your asses straight already and start it now, really now. Pronto. It’s a hard task. A VERY HARD ONE. And you cannot bullshit your way out of this like what you did on all those reaction papers you passed for that play you watched the other night. Yeah, I know. Also, statistical methods and courses can be very beneficial. I know it can be boring, but damn son, you will need that.

It had been quite a nightmare of a month but reflecting on it, with a belly full of Christmas food (LOL), it wasn’t so bad I guess. I just had to stand up and say, “I can do this.” And now I’ve finally proven to myself that I can carry my own weight in university.

I guess this is where I start to adult full-on? Crap. Alright, my laundry is waiting. 😛 No, I’m not joking, I actually am doing laundry and just stopped to write this piece of rambly shit. Hopefully I can get my book reviews up before 2017. Happy holidays!

Image via Unsplash; Gif via Giphy


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