When my parents waved me of to St Andrews Sunday morning I had almost the same feeling as I had many years ago first day at school: a bit exited, a bit nervous, feeling this was a big step. Perhaps it should rader be defined as the "last day at school feeling". Now it is soon out in the real world.
I met my supervisor on Monday who read through the manuscript and approved it for submission. "I think we can 'go' with the version you have here." as he wrote on the front page.
This morning I have been to the postgraduate secretary to make sure all declarations was allright and to the stationary shop to get "premium printing paper 100g/m2". Now I am waiting for the printing of my four copies to be ready and then I am of to the university bindery this afternoon.
Everytime I have looked though the manuscript I have found minor faults, a space too much, a letter missing etc. Now I just have to go with what I have. It cannot be perfect.
I wonder what it will feels like to submitt tomorrow, the last day at school.