Call me Doctor...

....Just passed my viva voce with only minor corrections!! The presentation went well, and the question and discussion session lasted for just over an hour. Towards the end of the session, I started to stumble over my words, probably due to all the stress affecting my sugar levels (God, that sounds so nerdy), so my internal examiner just dropped the last few of his questions, which suited me fine!



It's a bit of an anti-climax at the end of it all, although I'm still pumping adrenaline. I'm just so glad its all over and done with. Now I can really enjoy Xmas by getting paralytically drunk!

My Defense Looms

So, I managed to successfully hand in my Ph.D. thesis, despite it almost killing me, and the 3 weeks later the day has almost arrived for my defence. I am absolutely shitting it. On the one hand, it could be fine. The examiners might have really like my thesis, thought it was perfectly complete as is and just end up asking me general discussion questions during the viva. Or, it could be a disaster, where they nitpick at almost everything I have written, don't agree with me, and then put me on the spot and I whither to a sobbing heap. I am sincerely hoping for the former senario. Yet, either way I am still shitting it.