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Apr. 23rd, 2007 05:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
clo_againIt's just dawning on me exactly how long it's going to take to write this dissertation. Forget having Wednesday free for edits and rewrites. I'm only just coming up on 2,900 words now and I still have countless thousands of things I need to say and analyse and discuss. Which means I'm not on 2,900 words at all, because half of them are going to have to get cut out.
I may go buy myself a Hot Fuzz poster to stop myself panicking. Breathe, breeaaaaaathe. I have so much work to do. -_- Such. An. Idiot.
edit the one that's on a new post: 3,050 words and I have freshers being annoyingly loud outside my door. DEAR FRESHERS, SHUT UP, AM VERY BUSY AND STRESSED. Gggrr. Just wait until me and Kayleigh finish earlier than them in May. WE WILL HAVE VENGENCE.
I was meant to have finished this section half an hour ago but I still have at least a thousand, probably more, words to go. It's too long. So much is going to have to get cut out. ;_; It doesn't help that I mis-pasted into the main file a minute ago and thought for a second I'd passed 4,000 words. Yeah. That was nice.
edit the ninety-nine trillionth of the day: 3,654 words and I should make 4,000 by by stopping-for-dinner break at half eight. This is good but also exceedingly bad given that it means I'm already running hideously overlength.
Then again, it's better to have too many words than none at all because I write looooooong sentences in essays and can easily cut loads of stuff out. So, things are looking a tiny bit brighter right now. That is, they will be if I stop typing this and get a bloody move on with the actual thing.
Hot Fuzz poster is not in stock. Woe. Ordered it anyway. Yay! Think I am developing geeky love for Simon Pegg, though that could be dissertation stress talking.
edit the ninety-nine trillionth and one: Just realised the stacks of books beside me on the desk are almost/are over shoulder-height. Help help, I'm being buried alive by books! Aaahh!!!
Current overall word count: 4,013 words. Bite me alien boy!
No, that has no relevance I've just wanted to yell it triumphantly since Children in Need. Triumph over, I am horribly overlength and will be lucky to even start the second second by tonight but I really have to, regardless of sleep. I don't have time to leave it to tomorrow. Still, going to have dinner and bask in my minor accomplishments for an hour now. ^_^
I may go buy myself a Hot Fuzz poster to stop myself panicking. Breathe, breeaaaaaathe. I have so much work to do. -_- Such. An. Idiot.
edit the one that's on a new post: 3,050 words and I have freshers being annoyingly loud outside my door. DEAR FRESHERS, SHUT UP, AM VERY BUSY AND STRESSED. Gggrr. Just wait until me and Kayleigh finish earlier than them in May. WE WILL HAVE VENGENCE.
I was meant to have finished this section half an hour ago but I still have at least a thousand, probably more, words to go. It's too long. So much is going to have to get cut out. ;_; It doesn't help that I mis-pasted into the main file a minute ago and thought for a second I'd passed 4,000 words. Yeah. That was nice.
edit the ninety-nine trillionth of the day: 3,654 words and I should make 4,000 by by stopping-for-dinner break at half eight. This is good but also exceedingly bad given that it means I'm already running hideously overlength.
Then again, it's better to have too many words than none at all because I write looooooong sentences in essays and can easily cut loads of stuff out. So, things are looking a tiny bit brighter right now. That is, they will be if I stop typing this and get a bloody move on with the actual thing.
Hot Fuzz poster is not in stock. Woe. Ordered it anyway. Yay! Think I am developing geeky love for Simon Pegg, though that could be dissertation stress talking.
edit the ninety-nine trillionth and one: Just realised the stacks of books beside me on the desk are almost/are over shoulder-height. Help help, I'm being buried alive by books! Aaahh!!!
Current overall word count: 4,013 words. Bite me alien boy!
No, that has no relevance I've just wanted to yell it triumphantly since Children in Need. Triumph over, I am horribly overlength and will be lucky to even start the second second by tonight but I really have to, regardless of sleep. I don't have time to leave it to tomorrow. Still, going to have dinner and bask in my minor accomplishments for an hour now. ^_^
