Monday 26 September 2011

Article

So, my MSc dissertation happened to be a part of a study that my supervisor was working on, and because of this I am theoretically a co-author on this article.

That all sounds fancy and cool, but what it really means is that I gathered data and scribbled up my dissertation. They used the same data and wrote up an article that I get my name on and kindly pretend I actually contributed to it. Today, I received the final draft of said article and I have been reading through it for the past half an hour.

This is kind of what I feel like:

I keep stopping and filling to the brim with embarrassment. My dissertation, in the light of this article, is rubbish. I cannot believe I have submitted it thinking it was OK. I really should have spent more of my summer bettering it instead of thinking it was good to go. In response to my suspicions of this articles vast superiority to my dissertation, my supervisor kindly said "I'm sure your dissertation has its own interesting points on the matter".

I really feel like the kid who came home with a messy finger painting that her parents then put on the fridge.

"Much to learn, you still have."

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