Most people who have progressed to the master’s level usually have extra responsibilities. Gone are the times when you could afford to hang out in the halls of residence and exchange stories of conquest (you don’t have to be a Viking to have such, especially when you are an undergrad. I might also like to point out that I am talking about sports here, just so that I maintain political correctness). Times were easy when you were doing your first degree: your parents were there to support you, exams were – in retrospect – easy, lecturers were a bit lax and not very strict, and you had a lot of friends whom you spent a lot of time together in discussion groups to make assignments easier. At the master’s level, you would probably have a wife or a husband at home whose idea of giving you peace to allow you to write your dissertation is taking a break from nagging you to playing music loudly. It gets worse when you have kids at home and you have to give them a huge portion of your time – time that you cannot afford – so as to keep them feeling that they have a family. When all these stumbling blocks combine with your demanding job, the result is a worn down student with absolutely no time to spare towards completing the masters dissertation.
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