There is a gigantic meteorite heading towards me. I can't move. Not one inch of my body will budge from it's current position. My brain hasn't registered the hurling mass that is, at present, hurtling through space and time towards my current location. In short, I'm screwed. No, I haven't turned into a doomsday predictor… Continue reading Hannah, we have a problem.
A is for Anxiety - when you're loosing the plot B is for Booze, a little (or lot) C is for Chocolate - to deal with the strife D is for Dissertation - the bane of your life E is for Exams - that make you despair F is for Frustration - when life isn't… Continue reading The A-Z of a Masters Degree