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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."

I'll get to it in a minute

So I have about three weeks left until the hazy transition period between handing in my masters dissertation and jumping straight into my PhD office.

Interestingly enough, I am not getting much done with my dissertation. This is quite typical for me and it's the reason I keep waking up in cold sweat wondering what I've signed up for with a doctorate.

You see, instead of working hard on my dissertation, which really is almost finished anyway, bar pretty much rewriting the text, I keep dreaming about my new apartment. It's the first time in five years I will have my own kitchen and suffice to say I am excited. So in between tweaking my results tables I keep wandering onto various websites with delicious recipes. In addition to this I also keep wandering onto websites with DIY tricks and tips, interior design ideas and storage solutions. I am clearly focusing on the wrong things seeing as I won't get to live in this apartment if I don't start my PhD, which won't happen as long as I'm STILL DOING MY DISSERTATION!