You would think that I'd actually be trying to complete the stupid amount of work I have to do right now instead of this. Nah, I'd rather put it off and just complain about it. Yeah, that'll get it done.
I have this ridiculous email debate to finish for English and I can't think of a single thing to say. I don't even know where I stand in the argument. The only thing I am able to exhibit in this debate is my inability to write like a university student. I can't stand English as a subject sometimes, it is the Hyacinth Bucket of academia, so highfaluting. Even as I talk about how snobby the subject is, I throw in a big word to make myself sound intelligent. I've never felt so inadaquate than when I sit in that lecture or that tutorial with people who have a natural flair for the subject, who talk in riddles, it seems to me. Just people constantly trying to prove themselves, and for the life of me I can't think why. Oh, and I have to read like 5 books or whatever for next Friday. I'm having a whale of a time.
I also checked my schedule for work next week. Yeah, one shift. That's it. That'll be, oh, £22 to do me a fortnight. Cheers McD's. It's not like I'm skint. Nooo.
And so, I should probably get on with this work and stop whingeing like a little child. It's what I do best though, if my whole debate could be a great whinge, I'd pass. No bother. But unfortunately, I have to sound academic and actually have evidence for my view. Which again, fuck knows what that view is.
Oh, woe is me.
Here's a picture of me ginger, it always cheers me up.
Well should have stayed like that!
T'ra. x

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