When I feel like this whole masters degree is way over my head, and that I have waaay too little time to write the article I’m supposed to present in one week and hand in in two weeks (abstract has to be handed in before Monday). I feel like crying, but if I talk to the BF, he will urge me to quit the whole thing. And my mom is way too “just get a grip”. Gah, I feel lost and lonely and shit. BF will visit this weekend. I have the whole of tomorrow to go through the rest of the articles + start on the presentation, then Friday to finish the presentation abstract and I also have Monday to finish the presentation before having to handing in the ppt-file. Ugh, I’m terrified. Or more precisely, I’m super stressed out so I don’t have time to be afraid of the presentation. One good thing I suppose. Then there is one more week until the final article deadline. I guess I can use that weekend as well, so I hope i manage to scrape through.
I hate handing in things that I’m not 100% happy with.
And shit, there’s a report as well, for next week. But I think that will be okay, since I’m mostly done and am used to writing those things.