I now have a thesis to work on. For 20 weeks. It's scary. It will be the biggest serious thing I have ever done.

Just thinking of working on a single thing all workdays for such a long time is almost panicky. But I suppose I will manage. I always have before, even when things seemed bad.

But if you think about it... it's not really a comfort, is it? If everything has worked out for you in the past, and you have no experience with serious setbacks, would you not dread that some day things won't work out, and you'll be unprepared for it?

Ok, so maybe I'm just depressing people now. But it's kind of real. To think that one day your capabilities will not be enough for something that matters.

So, anyway, I got a thesis. Yay! That means that if I don't screw up, I'll have papers that proves I can write exams and some other stuff. This is good if you want to work, because it makes it easier to get a job and higher salary.

Yay...? So. By finishing studies, you're rewarded with work. So you'll spend the next 40 years of your life working eight hours a day, five days a week, 48 weeks a year (this is the standard in Sweden, I assume it's more in, say, USA).

So worries aside, it's good to know there's things to look forward to when (if?) I succeed.