Day 2 of the Week of Not Panicking
I've given up on word count. My supervisor says trying to write to a word count just adds unnecessary stress and I should just keep writing until the report is finished. It's probably just as well I'm going to stop counting because I have to delete a large chunk that my supervisor deemed irrelevant. Why he told me this on the third re-write of the damn section I don't know.
Today has been mostly spent in floods of tears trying to work through all the red comments written on the first section of my report. Apparently I can't hand it in the way it is. Unfortunately the fact that the rest of the report is unwritten is not a good excuse to not re-write the first section as well.
I am tired. I couldn't sleep last night and I slept through my alarm this morning, go figure. I took a pro plus so I could work a few more hours and now I think I won't sleep again. I'm getting to that lovely "nicely stressed" phase in which I forget to look which bus I am getting onto as it pulls up to the stop because I can't think straight. At least I'm not ill.
On the plus side, to pick myself up after todays diabolical meeting (in which I finally just lost it and dissolved into tears in front of my supervisor) I bought a pair of shoes. They are not particularly practical, they are nice. They are feel good shoes. With a 3 and a half inch heel. When I've broken them in so they stop rubbing my toes they're going to be awesome.
In other news, I think I may be 5"9, and not 5"8. I want to measure my height now. I like the idea of being 5"9. That's really quite tall for a girl. :)
And Jimmy is coming to save me tomorrow. Woot.
Today has been mostly spent in floods of tears trying to work through all the red comments written on the first section of my report. Apparently I can't hand it in the way it is. Unfortunately the fact that the rest of the report is unwritten is not a good excuse to not re-write the first section as well.
I am tired. I couldn't sleep last night and I slept through my alarm this morning, go figure. I took a pro plus so I could work a few more hours and now I think I won't sleep again. I'm getting to that lovely "nicely stressed" phase in which I forget to look which bus I am getting onto as it pulls up to the stop because I can't think straight. At least I'm not ill.
On the plus side, to pick myself up after todays diabolical meeting (in which I finally just lost it and dissolved into tears in front of my supervisor) I bought a pair of shoes. They are not particularly practical, they are nice. They are feel good shoes. With a 3 and a half inch heel. When I've broken them in so they stop rubbing my toes they're going to be awesome.
In other news, I think I may be 5"9, and not 5"8. I want to measure my height now. I like the idea of being 5"9. That's really quite tall for a girl. :)
And Jimmy is coming to save me tomorrow. Woot.