bright light burning at tunnel end
isn't it meant to be summer? the year is almost over and there has barely been any sunshine or real heat. on a semi sunny morning the other day, i made the massive mistake of leaping into the pool to cool off. my god. my dearest god. my skin nearly pealed off in absolute protest. i say this now, just as the sun decides to show, but in about ten minutes the cloud cover will win again, and we'll go back to normal. sigh. i think staring at a computer screen all day is enough to get you down, without grey weather and more fucking rain to contribute to it. summer holiday is almost here. just one more month, one more month.
on the up side, to counter this whinge-fest i call writing, the thesis is complete. done. fully written. all 188 pages of the fucker. the departmental requirements call for 25 to 35 000 words. i have 60 000. a problem me thinks? now its hacking and editing time. oh my favourite. at the moment it feels like I'm chopping off a limb every time i erase something or delete it as unnecessary detail. that thing has been written in my blood, and now i have to be cruel and brutal and hack it down to size. put it on diet. at least, its almost there. thank god. the champagne will be popping and celebrations ensuing shortly. woop woop! the light at the end of that fucking long tunnel is shining and sparkly and calling me forward. i don't actually know what I'm going to do with myself when this is done! its been pending for so long, I'm going to have to find my real life again. thats kak really, as i know exactly what to look forward to. couch sessions and catching up on movies, on reading harry potter and the 6 million other books waiting, being drunk often (all of this guilt free, with no regrets on time wasted that should be thesis time!). oh and maybe catching up on all the work I've put off this week to finish? oops, but at least for once i prioritized. sjoe its going to be busy, and yet so free. I'm floating slightly out of my chair with pensive excitement.
hell and the sun is still shining. maybe things are getting better, thanks to it being a Friday.
on the up side, to counter this whinge-fest i call writing, the thesis is complete. done. fully written. all 188 pages of the fucker. the departmental requirements call for 25 to 35 000 words. i have 60 000. a problem me thinks? now its hacking and editing time. oh my favourite. at the moment it feels like I'm chopping off a limb every time i erase something or delete it as unnecessary detail. that thing has been written in my blood, and now i have to be cruel and brutal and hack it down to size. put it on diet. at least, its almost there. thank god. the champagne will be popping and celebrations ensuing shortly. woop woop! the light at the end of that fucking long tunnel is shining and sparkly and calling me forward. i don't actually know what I'm going to do with myself when this is done! its been pending for so long, I'm going to have to find my real life again. thats kak really, as i know exactly what to look forward to. couch sessions and catching up on movies, on reading harry potter and the 6 million other books waiting, being drunk often (all of this guilt free, with no regrets on time wasted that should be thesis time!). oh and maybe catching up on all the work I've put off this week to finish? oops, but at least for once i prioritized. sjoe its going to be busy, and yet so free. I'm floating slightly out of my chair with pensive excitement.
hell and the sun is still shining. maybe things are getting better, thanks to it being a Friday.
posted by me at 3:22 PM
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