I was up til midnight studying last night, making notes and going over what i have with other friends. I'm not worried about it now, today i will get it done! but just in case i'm ringing in work to tell them that i can't make my shift tomorrow morning. this essay is due in my 5pm tomorrow, and i need all the time i can get - including 3 hrs in the morning.
im in the midst of writing my english essay due friday 5.00pm (current date and time, wednesday 5.45pm). its going okay, but im stopping and starting constantly. i've done my research into textual and experiential perspectives and their processes, but im doing psychological now and its scary!
no, no one has broken my 2 week going on 3 week drought.... i just have alot of uni crap to do.
2 tests to pass, 2 essays to write, 2 performances pieces to organise.
that title just popped into my head, i liked the resonance and timbre it had in my head.
It's raining outside my window. Today i had my children's literature tutorial. i find it very interesting, because you disect the ways we read- what we do subconsciously in our minds as we read. we are focusing on the reader response theories, specifically the Beach model (Beach being the author).
today was so shitty. first off, i was fucking late for my tutorial at 11. which means i SHOULD have had ample time to be on time, but i wasn't. being late meant getting a really bad spot in the car park, far, far away from the building. so then i arrive 10 minutes late, and my mate in the class, erin, is shitty too. which meant her company wasn't very enjoyable.
i hung out with my former drama teacher this evening, and got all the juicy goss on staff members she hates lol i guesss she feels like she can divulge now that our relationship is less retricted lol so she told me all about a certain teacher who got in trouble for having sex with a current student (a rumour all last year, now confirmed for me), the coven of bitchy older women who make life hard f
so ive finally dragged my lazy arse into gear and preparing all the shit i should have done weeks ago for uni. im in the process of downloading ALL my lesson plans for dramatic form so i can complete my journal, which then gives me material for my essay on process drama, and im doing the readings i should have done last week.
i had this posted in the forum topic until i saw how old it was... i dont know how it got up in the recent part. but i decided that i felt my answer was something to get off my chest:
i feel heaps better tonight, alot calmer. i've had a nice, hot shower, and to quote blanche dobois, "it calms my nerves".
it makes me feel so much better when i have some cake or something. i just had a massive piece of my sister's b'day cake. i didnt even slice it, i just attacked the whole things with a fork. im been eating my emotions all week, basically since it happened. that day i went to KFC after work and ordered a 2 piece feed and 6 nuggets.
i miss him at the most inconvenient times. i'll be fine, then BOOM!, i get hit in the face with a dragging feeling in my guts and chest. i miss him, the way his body felt, his smell, the little grin he'd get on his face, his eyes, hands... the little gay accent he gets on some words that makes me smile to myself. the little things, in other words.
exactly what the title says... im in a rut. my social life consists of every saturday night, going to the same bowls club, seeing the same people from theatre singing the same songs i heard them sing at last week's karaoke.
uni is the same... go for a few hours, come home, do nothing. study like crazy, then nothing. i wish i lived closer to the city, im stuck out here in a hole.
now that i've lured you here under false pretences...
I LOVE RUBY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
it has been so good for me to have this journal here lately. my emotions are just all over the place lately, im up, down, diagonal... as soon as i feel like i'm plummeting down, i can hop on here, write it out and i feel better.