It's 10:30pm, the night before my thesis defense. Part of me thinks that I'm hyping myself up too much--but I can't help it. I want to do so well, and it means a lot in terms of my education. I'm trying to tell myself that I have this, just to relax...but my nature is to panic slightly. Luckily, people have asked me really hard questions, and I do so much better answering questions. It's weird how that works--maybe because I prefer a setting where I'm conversing with individuals rather than talking for twenty minutes without relief. My future teaching style, perhaps?
So, it's 10:30, and my thesis defense is tomorrow. I feel pretty good about my ability to confidently talk about my thesis for twenty short minutes. Seriously--do you realize how short twenty minutes is? I can't talk about anything in depth. Really, it's quite ridiculous.
To keep calm I have practiced (successfully) twice, I have baked chocolate cupcakes with cream cheese icing, and now I'm preparing to go to bed. Luckily, I have until 2pm tomorrow to wait, so if I miss anything tonight, I have a little while to catch it up.
I'm ready for this. I'm so ready. I feel good, I feel confident, I will defend successfully. I just hate feeling so anxious! Time to gather my outfit, iron it, and crawl into bed for a good night's sleep. Good night, all!