I always usually get the "fear" when writing essays- it helps motivate me, and stay ahead of my work. But this is different. It is more an all consuming terror, than fear. I am 8500 words into my 12000 word dissertation that I have to hand in next Friday. I cannot sleep. I keep worrying that I have buggered up all the assignments that I have handed in. All last night, I dreamt about Archaeological Illustration, and how much I will have failed. Not fun. So I turned back to livejournal.  Sooo many words and sources to read before next thursday. I am really trying hard to remain calm. I feel like sweep, from sooty- you know when he panics and runs back and forth squeaking. It would be better than sitting here worrying!

FAIL Dissertation. FAIL. The really, incredibly stupendously ironic thing is - exam term will be my least stressful term ever -as I only have one exam! WTF? Seriously, Uni, sort your lives out.


Back to the grindstone now. I am, however massively looking forward to three things:

The Apprentice and Charlie Brooker this evening,

Seeing Jacob again

Not having to do dissertation.

Things I am NOT looking forward to: Handing in dissertation. They will have to prise it from my hands. I will only accept bribes in the form of cookies. From David Tennant. Or Douglas Henshall. I am slightly flexible on this matter.

Much Love,

Me xx xx

I am slightly in love with my new Userpic this one is by crazypandabear , who has done some beautiful primeval icons! x 

This is the situation....I have 9,000 words to write in about two weeks. I have the worst essay title imaginable for one of the three. I have only done 1,000 words due to revision, and immense amount of reading and life in general. I also have my driving test on Monday.

Crap.

Oh yes, and they are all summative and count towards my degree.

Double Crap.

I love archaeology.........

Also there is no more torchwood or primeval.....

Sad face.

BUT on the massive upside I do have Battlestar Galactica to look forward to. Anyone who spoils it for me will die in a horrible manner. Be warned I have a trowel and I am not afraid to use it. Also I have my birthday next week!!! Yays!!!!

I JUST FELT AN EARTHQUAKE!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.


MY BED MOVED!!!!!

I AM QUITE FREAKED OUT NOW!!!!!

Tis currently 9:00pm Saturday and I am stuck in doing essays. I feel that the term is going to downhill from here on in, a slippery slope full of reading, revision avoidance, summative deadlines and all things nasty. Currently I am writing up my findings from my lithics practical which, you know, were totally awesome, but I dont want to have to write up, instead I would much rather go and play with the shiny stone tools again. I also I am epic failing at getting up at the weekends which is a bit rubbish, on the upside I now have many farscape box sets that the wonderful post man has brought me to college..yays!!! Now if I can just motivate myself to stop writing livejournal posts and go back to work..... 

Hello all,

Back in D, with all my friends after a hectic (but fun) weekend away! Essays are still rubbish, there are research proposals still to write, when I finally get the flipping chance!!! I am back on a farscape binge. As per usual. When the going gets tough, Lizzie gets Farscape (I think that is how the saying goes anyhoo.). Though I was pleasantly surprised with Torchwood this week, Captain Jack is much more like his usual self. I prefer bouncy Jack to angsty Jack though he does both well. ALSO Primeval is BBBBBBBBBBBBAAAAAACK!!! Four words: Raptors in a Shopping Centre, well, okay five words. It was still awesomeness incarnate. But a big plea to the powers that be: Please Bring Back Claudia!!! I miss her!!! I want to see her and Nick reunited!!! I will have my shippyness damnit!!!! I cannot wait till the next episode. I am still undecided however, on whether to continue my academic career....It has been bothering me now for ages. I love archaeology to bits but I do not know whether I am good enough to do it at Masters level....hmmm...both angtsy and depressing....where's that farscape box set I wanted...

Dear Lord, is there no end???

I am now 600 words through my ACSIA essay, which is okay but I am still 900 words short which sucks majorly. However, I will be prettifying myself tonight with curly hair and dresses abound!!! Huzzah!! I love curling my hair and having a girly session, but I have to finish my essays first. Also,  I have lost my voice, which also sucketh greatly. Also there is still no daylight, only greyness. I am desperate to be somehwere warm and snuggly and curl up in a big ball with a novel of some sort whilst watching farscape (hence the Icon) and having as many cups of tea as I can possibly manage, which is usually about seven or eight in a day. RIGHT I need to get back to writing this damn thing. Angsty music abound for this afternoon , I fear...oh deary me.

I have been writing this essay (on Post-processual Archaeology) for far too long now. I may well be going mad. Too much work, soo little time, though I am planning an archaeology party for tommorrow night. Should be awesome, just need to finishe this goddamn essay first though. I have got to the stage where I am so tired that the laptop is swaying slightly which is never a good sign.

Several things get me through my essays;

Tea (lots of it)

Primeval (or similar sci-fi, late at night to make my brain stop working)

My Boyfriend (LOVE YOU!!!)

Pandora Radio (dear god, how did I ever live without it!!!!)

Just need to get through this week...then everything will be okay. hopefully!!! Just need to impress a certain member of the departement on Thursday and convince him that I am not a total loony!!!!

It has been years since I have kept a diary or any sort but since I have been haunting various livejournal communities and reading their fanfiction I thought it only fair that I join in. I really should be doing more to vanquish the huge pile of reading for my many essays which is sitting behind me on the bed. Rubbish. WIll do it soon honest.