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Big week...

n Tuesday afternoon I was travelling home from grocery shopping on the bus and got a call on the mobile from the second in charge of my department at Uni.  He rang to inform me that the examiners had submitted their comments and that my thesis had passed with a Distinction grade.  In hindsight, I feel a bit sheepish and sorry for the other bus passengers because I started yelling with excitement and they wouldn't have had any idea why!  I almost cried with relief but managed to restrain myself.

A distinction was what I'd secretly been hoping for right from the beginning, but then I had a lot of self-doubt, particularly because I'd really rushed myself in the last 3 months or so.  It had taken so long for the examiners to get back to me - over 11 weeks from when I submitted it.  The examiners are supposed to have 6-8 weeks but I guess that didn't include Christmas holidays???

For the rest of Tuesday and well into yesterday I was walking on clouds.  I announced my grade on Facebook and Twitter and received a lot of positive feedback, but I guess (from the feedback I got in person at the school gate when I told a couple of friends there) a lot of people have little concept of what a Masters really is and what a Distinction signifies.

To put it in terms of effort that most people can get it's like running a really long race where your average fast person will finish in 24 hours (prize money - $100 000), your average really fast person will finish in 23.5 hours ($1 million), your average amazingly fast person will finish in 23 hours ($10 million), and your average superhumanly fast person will finish 22.5 hours ($100 million)...  I've been told I'm in amongst the amazingly fast and for that I've won 10 million dollars! (Yeah, not real dollars, but I did earn the opportunity to apply for scholarships or grants which will provide me with some sort of wage while I do my PhD, because YES! my next undertaking is [FINALLY!!!] the PhD!)

So, I'm off to graduation next month, I've picked my graduation outfit...


with...


And black ankle boots... Ought to look smashing under my Masters gown and mortar board, don't you think???

I would have written about this earlier but I was waiting to find out the outcome of Dave's driving test today.  Unfortunately, he didn't pass the test today, but I'm so happy he did the test anyway.  I firmly believe doing the test was an important achievement in and of itself.  Tomorrow we'll book his next test which will be in another six weeks or so to give him time to get in more hours on the road - his instructor believes he needs another 20 to 30 hours practice (and because everything is booked up until then anyway).  Onward and upward!

Something else that has happened this week is that I've decided - seeing as I'm shaving my head after the graduation - to raise some money for cancer research by entering the World's Greatest Shave!  Now the idea is supposed to be that people sponsor me to shave my hair off because shavings one's hair off is a big deal and a daring thing to do.  So, okay, maybe not such a big deal for me and maybe not such a daring thing for me to do, but I would really like to encourage people to take this opportunity to donate even just $10 to this.  I don't get any of this money myself, of course.  I will shave my head even if I don't raise any money, but that's not the point.  The point is that every year thousands of children and adults suffer with cancers and need treatment and  counselling and someone has to pay for it. Everyone can help.  I'll be donating some money in the morning, but would love to see others join in and donate here!

So, our tickets are booked - we're travelling on the cheap, by coach and by train, so wish us luck because trying to get four active boys to sit still for 14 hours (each way) is a feat deserving of a medal!  More on that later, the ceremony isn't until April 9th...

Comments

Being Me said…
Hi, I think this is my first visit to your blog (came over for FYBF). What an achievement, that is awesome!! Congratulations. And the outfit looks ace. Yes, good luck on the train... But hopefully will be an enjoyable trip anyway :)
Congratulations! A distinction is such an achievement and those stockings rock my world!
Thanks for linking up today to FYBF!

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