Bad news.

Just found out last night that my request to extend my thesis report got rejected. Apparently, my reasoning wasn’t “compassionate” and/or “valid” enough. Naturally, I panicked for a couple of hours. Ten thousand words due in two weeks, I’d be mental not to be. In the midst of breaking down, I called and woke Drew up at 1am.

“You must remember that despite anything that happens now, you can and must pull through”, he said.

Power-nye his words. :p

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This morning, I emailed and SMS-ed all the parties which are involved in helping me with my research. Replies have yet to be received. Ranted to Sam about the injustice (haha) of my rejected extension request and received many encouraging words from him as well. :)

It probably hasn’t sunken in yet, but I’m feeling pretty calm at the moment. I’m not in denial or whatever because I am very well aware about the amount of work I have to complete over the next couple of weeks. And shit, the amount is equivalent to moving a mountain, I’m telling you. -_-

Am so fucked but I won’t be giving up just yet.

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