Well THAT was a bad idea.

Left my window open a fraction to get some fresh air. Absolutely bloody freezing this morning. Not doing that again.

Philosophy... went averagely last night. I actually read some of it and understood some of it, just not as much as I wanted. So it's going to be crazy!work day today. I *will* get this essay done by tonight, or at least tomorrow morning. Though it is comforting to know I did well enough on the last two that I can mess up on this one and probably still have a good average. Yay for marks not counting in the first year! It certainly does take the pressure off, at least a little bit.

I have a horrible sinking feeling I'm going to end up going to the dentist for toothache, even though I've been putting it off and off and I *really* don't want to go. We'll see what happens. I hate the dentist. *sighs*

*rant-mode* Amazon goddamit, dispatch my goddamn books already you morons! *kicks them* */rant-mode*

I completely forget to say the other day due to one thing and another, but YAY I GOT MY CALENDAR!! *squees madly and hugs liroa15* I picked up my post then had to walk all the way up to main campus then back again before I could open it and it was torture. x_X Then I sat in the laundrette to wait for my washing and giggled my way through the letters and oohed and aaahed over the shiny and... it's wow. Plus I've learnt a few things for the next one; such as people stand out better when they aren't a similar colour to the background, writing needs to be darker and so on... but it's so *pretty*. *pets it* Reply letters to everyone - and mercury32's birthday present which is still sitting on my shelf - will be sent at the end of the week, when I have less work to get through. Alas! Students being asked to WORK! What is the world coming to? ;)

Am off to eat bagels and drink coffee in bed (because it's still friggin cold) while I finish my reading now. Y'know, student life isn't that hard after all...

Clo

.... Okay...

Now this was pretty. It was an 'awww don't they look beautiful moment.'

( Pretty, pretty... )

The caption?

"BERLIN - FEBRUARY 9: Roger Federer and wife arrive at the "Goldene Kamera" Awards at Axel Springer Haus on February 9, 2005 in Berlin, Germany. (Photo by Tom Maelsa/Getty Images)."

As hugely amused as I am by the slip, the conspiracy theorist in me still can't help wondering if they know something we don't. ;) And the raging femnist within me just kicked in and "...and wife?!" Just because she hasn't won Wimbledon, she doesn't have a name?

Okay you got me. This is all a huge procrastination attempt. Like falling asleep three times in the last two hours wasn't enough... on the plus side I feel awake enough to start the essay now! *grins*

"and wife"?! I'm offended for her. Though... honestly, could they be any prettier together? *happy sigh*

Clo

EDIT: WHY DOES IT TAKE A DEGREE IN FUCKING ASTROPHYSICS TO GET INTO THE GODDAMN KINDER EGG TOY?!! *gets out the sledgehammer*

EDIT: Um. Sorry. Was being defeated children's candy. It was a bit of an irritating moment.

*So* worth it though. ^__^ *pushes the little knight on wheels she got around her desk*

*meanders aimlessly around looking for something other to do than Philosophy*

424 words and I've spent most of it discussing The Matrix. My tutor will either hate me or love me - and I am so going to have to edit this essay down, since I have about 1076 words left and I haven't even brought up the main philosopher I'm using yet.

"What is real? How do you define 'real'? If you're talking about what you can feel, what you can small, what you can taste and see, then 'real' is simply electric signals interpreted by your brain."
- Morpheus, The Matrix

That is basically exactly what this essay is about. My head may explode before I'm finished. You have been warned.

(It's actually kinda fun though. ^__^)

EDIT: If LJ tells me that ONE MORE THING is in 'read only' mode when I want to post a comment...

... there will be pain. Loooots of pain. -_-

EDIT: 657 words. I'm starting to get bored now.

EDIT2: 1,468 words and I am so done. It's an absolutely appalling essay - stream of consciousness much? - but I quite enjoyed using Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds to prove that all sensory perceptions could be illusions, and reading up on The Matrix was fun, so I'm not really bothered. I did well enough on the last two that a bad mark won't bring my average down enough for it to matter much. Now there's just the effort of doing the bibliography. *sigh*

EDIT3: Whoa, when did it get to almost half three in the morning? I have to meet the English people at 10... this morning. I should go to bed. Essay is done, if unedited, bibliography is done and it felt really bizarre to cite John Lennon and Paul McCartney in my Bibliography. I am so going to get a terrible mark for this essay. *smirks* But it was so *fun*.

To bed!