Well, the viva is tomorrow! Wish me luck!
It appears that there was one major ommission from the PTP: REVISE FOR THE VIVA! I'm sure it'll be ok, but I feel like a totally under-prepaired Hannabella at the moment!
And, whilst I'm making modifications to the PTP, here's another one...
Due to the roaring success of step one of the PTP, the recent MASSIVE amounts of toning up and trimming down that Hannabella has done, have left her feeling uber confident. So much so, that a re-phrasing step 3 of the PTP is required. Instead of finding A man, a more appropriate phrasing would be for Hannabella to find MEN - plural! And generally have a full on awesome time (not in the rude way though, you understand)! Bring it on!
Watch this space, next time I blog, it may be as Dr Hannabella!
Ok, so, I decided pretty quickly that limbo sucks, and I needed to get my ass in gear and get some aspirations here! (Non worky ones – I have oodles of those) So, que Hannabella’s amazing post-thesis plan (from now on known as the PTP)!
So, it’s pretty simple really - a sort of three-step plan:
1) Get fit. And by fit, being a girl, if you read between the lines, I naturally mean get thinner! This part of the plan shouldn’t be too hard to achieve with a gym at work, and oodles of time on my hands, along with 3 pumping CDs of ‘The Pacha Experience’ on my MP3 player, PTP is sorted on this one…
2) Read more. Having just finished a gruelling period of studying, this is just about the last thing I actually want to do, but I’m intensely jealous of people who are able to read for pleasure, and fantasise about making intellectual comments at dinner parties (yeah right!) about my latest read, so the bookcase is stocked, and I’m raring to go!
3) Find me a man! Obviously steps one and two of the PTP will help here – after they’re complete I’ll not only be stunning and fit as, but I’ll ooze intellectual charm, and have something to talk about on the first date!
Anyways, my first weekend in Glasgow caught me a bit off guard. The PTP was really in its infancy - reading hadn’t started (and still hasn’t!), and I’d managed just 2 days in the gym and 1 circuits class, when Friday night came. And with Friday night, came a trip to the pub. And with a trip to the pub, came the opportunity to meet men. And with the opportunity… Well, you get the picture!
But don’t worry, it was just a quick foray onto the dating scene, a whirlwind week of excitement, which concluded less-than desirably (i.e. I’m still VERY single). However, the major outcome of the whole affair is a major realisation by me that I haven’t lost my touch, and have gained a deep commitment to the PTP!
Get this – I’m down one hole on my belt, lost 4lb since submission, and Michael Palin ‘Himalaya’ has made it to the bedside table!!
Its a funny old feeling y'know... The thing you've been occupying the majority of your spare time with for the best part of a year is suddenly finished, but not yet completed. And there is this month of limbo before the dreaded viva.
I've decided I don't like this bit. When I was writing, it was hell, but I knew what I was doing. Now, I get home, do some exercise, and then sit vacantly infront of the TV, feeling like there is something I should be doing, but not quite being able to put my finger on it.
On the plus side, the flat never looked cleaner, I can say YES to going to the pub, and I don't feel guilty for going to bed early!
This forthcoming weekend will be my first ever in Glasgow without the dreaded thesis hanging around my neck...
...Watch this space!