Last night's thesis class, as I predicted, was not disrupted by the threat of picketing. It seems that strike was a one-day thing only. Not that I would have honored a picket line in this case, not with my tuition already paid for and everything. Sorry.
During the first half of class, we were uncharacteristically quiet. Nobody made a sound while the prof was speaking. He unravelled the arcana of the thesis process while we sat still, eyes glued to him. We knew practically everything he was telling us already, but the pressure of wanting to get this paper done before the end of the semester in May made us listen carefully to all the details. And it's a good thing. Because really, allowing for the bureaucracy and the last edits, a student ought to turn in the final draft in late April, not May. Gulp.
OTOH, the drop-dead date for being considered graduated in Spring 2007 is actually in August. Each of us narrowed our eyes and carefully filed this fact away. August. Gotcha.
wow, that's really different than here. here it was impossible to write and graduate in the same semester. dates just wouldn't work out. so they could get the extra two grad hours $$, see. the deadline for turning in the final draft was about two weeks into the semester. now with a phd it didn't matter as it takes lots longer to do a diss than one semester anyway, but with a thesis, they really reamed you, no way to get around two semesters.
Posted by: e | January 31, 2007 at 02:24 PM
I think I have given myself until the end of May. I had hoped to get it done before walking, but that's just crazy talk.
Posted by: maya | January 31, 2007 at 03:22 PM