I have been struggling to put into practice what I learned in research methods. I really had no idea what am doing and opting out of this year’s graduation crossed my mind and I kept the papers off until of late. It was breaking me to keep being sent back to work on the same topic

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Broken

Am chatting with this guy who introduced me to ‘ my song’ Pink sheet. (It is my song because it is really loud. Whenever someone bothers me, I put my earphones on and just select it. Someone can hear it play and just opt to shut up plus part of the lyrics is ‘ you are not a matter of importance).
Am sure he was kidding when he asked how dissertation is progressing. I tell him I want to quit. I don’t know where he got the idea but he says I can’t quit.
Fine by me if he agrees to go through the topic that was keeping me stuck. Guess what?? He did and suggested some theory. I  half heartedly worked on it and took it to the lecturer..
I was ready for ‘ you need to be serious statement’ from my lecturer and I took photos of myself miserable in the bus.

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I didn’t want to go. When I got to school, I just wanted to slip the work under my supervisor’s door and leave. The lecturer was in. She went through the work and smiled..
I think I could have screamed.. did she just smile…
I wanted to find Dennis and tell him I could be his slave forever just that he is in the west.
So finally I can move to chapter 3.
You should see the smile on my face and I think I finally got a hero..

always winnie

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