Over the weekend in all the merriment at Glasgow, I somehow forgot the impending doom awaiting me. It wasn’t until I was on the tube from Victoria for South Ealing, that I realised the enormity of the tasks awaiting me. To start with, there was the draft proposal for the research to be submitted by Friday. And then, there is revision. Frankly, I have never been really good with my efforts at revision, often doing the bulk of my studies the day before exams. The difference between prior exams and the ones here is that there isn’t a gap in between. So, waiting for the day before exams is an absolute prescription for academic suicide, which frankly I have no intention of committing.

So, it was with a heavy heart that I let myself into my room. After roaming about the apartment being absolutely useless, I came to the conclusion that fretting wouldn’t really get me anywhere and set about the daily chores. Probably, a subconscious effort to calm the nerves. Anyhow, pretty soon it was lunch time. Really, all I was doing, I suppose, was to keep the inevitability of hitting the books at bay for as long as possible. So, after lunch, without much ado, I set about the task of drafting a research proposal, at which point I realised though I might have given a passing thought or a moment’s attention over the past few months on this aspect of my degree, I have never really given it the due consideration it deserved. The resulting situation had me scouting the net, wracking my brains and having a few lengthy chats with certain relatives on the most desirable subject for dissertation. And that’s a day flew by and nearly another one did too, before I found a little text file saved in a corner of my lappie. What it contained was something I had jot down in one of my more thoughtful and sincere moments. Thankfully, it led to the drafting of my research proposal.

Lesson learnt: Be organised. And plan a little ahead of time if you can…

Meanwhile, thanks to rains up at Glasgow I really couldn’t step out, but a few of the snaps I managed there.

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