I think this photo says it all.
So … my thesis advisor is out of town. Actually, out of the country. RUSSIA, to be exact. And he didn’t tell me. And he hasn’t signed a couple of forms so I can oh, I don’t know … GRADUATE?! But somehow it’s my fault. Of course.
I defend my thesis in three days. Rad.
I’m having a hard time writing my master’s thesis. A really hard time. And it’s not just because I didn’t get my shit together until late in the game; I’ve been researching for the past year and a half. It’s because of the enormously depressing subject of my thesis.
For those of you who are a little late to the game of my life, my master’s thesis is on the topic of rape as a weapon of war. Specifically, rape as a weapon of war in the former Yugoslavia, Rwanda, and Sudan and the church’s response.
In case you were wondering – there is no church response. Only silence. And pieces of my soul are dying.
In times like these I’m thankful for my friends who have constantly done mental-health checks on me and made sure I’m still alive after endless hours in the basement of Moody Library. Remember that scene in Bridget Jones’s Diary when she imagines herself alone being eaten by a pack of rabid dogs? That would be happening to me if it weren’t for people like Suzanne, Joell, Kristen, Kat, and numerous others.
I’m also thankful for the mellowness of Iron & Wine, Joshua Radin, and Ryan Adams which are on repeat as my study music. Sometimes it just helps to hear something pretty.
So, readers, send some positive thoughts in my direction. If you gear them toward Moody Library, chances are they’ll hit me.
A lot has happened in the past few weeks. Other than me not posting anything, that is. Here’s the rundown:
1) I went and presented a paper titled, “Rape as a Weapon of War in Rwanda and Sudan: A Christian Response?” at a conference sponsored by the Center for Ethics and Culture at the University of Notre Dame. Despite my nerves, the whole thing went really well and I had a great response to my paper. In fact, I think it’s going to turn into my Master’s thesis. It should be interesting, depressing, and exciting to finish. By the way, Notre Dame provides conference participants with tons of food and UNLIMITED Diet Coke. Take a lesson, Baylor!
2) I came back from said conference with a nasty case of strep throat. I’m sure breathing recycled airplane air for hours upon end didn’t help the situation. I can’t remember the last time I had a 101 degree fever. Gross.
3) I finished up my last semester of coursework(!). Semesters usually tend to go out with a bang, but this one just kind of fizzled out. I think it was a combination of the strep, exhaustion, and a general just not caring. Despite this, I managed to come away with good grades across the board. God does exist, and she’s merciful.
Now I’m just sitting back watching Scrubs and various movies, knitting (Christmas gifts and otherwise), and babysitting as much as possible because I’m poor and it’s the holidays. I should probably start working on my thesis soon, but I’m going to give myself a few days.
So to my readers, I hope your semesters or years are ending up well, and Happy Christmas to you!
For my two loyal readers … I apologize in not having written anything these past few days. I was on a role there for a while! But with the end of the semester comes a class debate, a paper to present at Notre Dame, a class presentation, a book review and two take home finals. Throw in time with my family at Thanksgiving and you can see why I’m not updating all that much.
But, dear readers, I will try harder to keep up with my blog. Though I don’t promise anything deep and incredibly insightful.