Before we really get started, let me introduce myself. My name is Katie, I’m 22, and I am about to embark on my MA Literary Translation degree. I have clinical depression and social anxiety, and I am really bad at remembering to blog regularly, so let’s have a go at this.
It’s the 8th of July 2015, 00:49am, and my kindle is being a pain, but I spent most of today – yesterday – looking up grants and bursaries for my impending MA, but have been thoroughly unsuccessful; it turns out you have to be:
- Insanely clever
- Not English
- So sure in your future plans that you applied for the degree 6 months ago.
So that’s that out the window then.
Did however find some really interesting internships at UEA that I’m applying for. Every cloud and all that…
The fact that the message saying “beep beep boop” as the screen loads is so amusing to me is telling me that I need to go to sleep. I have my BA graduation next week so I need to get worked up for that. Also running in the am followed by half-naked Channing Tatum, so YAY!