Musings for the coming week
Now that I have calmed down a bit, I feel like talking about the coming week.
There is still this irritating paper I need to do. I still haven't finished the two books that are required for it, there are some news to be read yet, and I haven't even started to write the damn thing. The idea of this paper is to follow the news on some particular situation in media. I chose the news presented on the Arizona shooting. Why did I choose that particular tragedy? Well, when we got the instructions for the paper, I didn't really have the energy to find something interesting. I had read about the shooting day before, so it felt like a "good" (if such word can be used here) source for my paper.
I fear that this is going to take most of my time next week. And I still have other courses and classes to attend to. Plus I'll probably get another pile of articles to read from the course on Soviet Union culture. I'm kind of worried for that one, since the articles we got this week were kind of hard and I really didn't gather much from them. At least we have these small groups in which we can talk about he articles. I just hope the guys in my group have some ideas.
And then there is this another thing for the course on journalism (the one I'm making that bitch of a paper) - we have to dig up some good piece of news. I'll probably just cut out some article from the Sunday issue of Helsingin Sanomat. I really don't have the energy to spend all of tomorrow just searching for some stupid article.
Maybe it's the stress that keeps me awake all nights. I hope it'll get better when I'm done with that stupid paper. On the top of that, I can't help but worry about getting a summer job. I seriously need the money I can make at summer, although I really have to say that it's getting more and more tempting to be a lazy-ass bitch and apply for a study loan.
By the way, I've written yet another spitefic for twispitefic . It's called "Lunchtime for the Old One". I had fun writing it, even though it's kind of short and minimalistic.
It would probably wise of me to spend the rest of this day reading those insufferable books so that I won't have to fall apart with them next week. Maybe some food and a cup of coffee will do the trick. Le sigh...
There is still this irritating paper I need to do. I still haven't finished the two books that are required for it, there are some news to be read yet, and I haven't even started to write the damn thing. The idea of this paper is to follow the news on some particular situation in media. I chose the news presented on the Arizona shooting. Why did I choose that particular tragedy? Well, when we got the instructions for the paper, I didn't really have the energy to find something interesting. I had read about the shooting day before, so it felt like a "good" (if such word can be used here) source for my paper.
I fear that this is going to take most of my time next week. And I still have other courses and classes to attend to. Plus I'll probably get another pile of articles to read from the course on Soviet Union culture. I'm kind of worried for that one, since the articles we got this week were kind of hard and I really didn't gather much from them. At least we have these small groups in which we can talk about he articles. I just hope the guys in my group have some ideas.
And then there is this another thing for the course on journalism (the one I'm making that bitch of a paper) - we have to dig up some good piece of news. I'll probably just cut out some article from the Sunday issue of Helsingin Sanomat. I really don't have the energy to spend all of tomorrow just searching for some stupid article.
Maybe it's the stress that keeps me awake all nights. I hope it'll get better when I'm done with that stupid paper. On the top of that, I can't help but worry about getting a summer job. I seriously need the money I can make at summer, although I really have to say that it's getting more and more tempting to be a lazy-ass bitch and apply for a study loan.
By the way, I've written yet another spitefic for twispitefic . It's called "Lunchtime for the Old One". I had fun writing it, even though it's kind of short and minimalistic.
It would probably wise of me to spend the rest of this day reading those insufferable books so that I won't have to fall apart with them next week. Maybe some food and a cup of coffee will do the trick. Le sigh...