I defend my thesis prospectus on Friday.
Insert panic.
Well, not really. I've actually really been preparing for this. Regardless, it is still an anxiety-filled experience.
About a month ago I was told that my presentation should be approx. 20 minutes in length, and to anticipate 40 minutes of questions post-presentation (love the Q & As...).
Well, today I was informed my presentation should be 10 minutes.
Friends, that is a B-I-G difference.
Huge.
I'm now trying to hack/slash down/cut out PowerPoint slides, portions of my lit review, you name it. I'm trying to resist the urge to just talk faster (I'm already a fast-talker, so that would be bad).
Anyway, come Friday morning, keep me in your thoughts. I may need it.
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In other news, I now need glasses (albeit a very low magnification and only when I'm exhausted). I blame the thesis. The other night I was complaining of a headache, blurry vision, and overall tired eyes. CBF somehow managed to badger me into trying on his glasses.
They helped. Eek.
My opthamologist told me last year that I wouldn't need glasses until my 40s b/c my eyes were so good. What he DIDN'T tell me was to take frequenct eye-breaks when staring at my computer for the 19 hours of the day I'm awake. Thanks, Doc. Seriously, graduate school as ruined my eyes.
(After sleeping only about 10 hrs in five days, I was looking less than hot and more than concerned about this glasses news.
CBF, on the other hand, looked adorable (as always) and excited about life.)
you're going to look adorable in glasses! i just know it!
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