It feels somehow fundamentally wrong not to have time to sleep. Like it should be against the law or something. Then again, of course, I'm only doing this to myself. Nobody's *forcing* me to keep on applying for jobs while doing a full-time internship. I could just ignore all those application deadlines and start job hunting again only after the ( Read more... )

Here's the skinny: the past three and a half weeks have been mostly exhausting and somewhat demoralising. This is not really my employer's fault. It's mostly my frelling complexes. Anyway, not terribly much fun has been had by me, so far - and what's a lot worse: I don't think I've made a terribly good impression, so far. I have two months to ( Read more... )

desperate measures: I've covered my windows with sheets of white paper. Let's hope it'll help to keep the temperature in my room a couple degrees under the 37 degrees Celsius (98.6 degrees Fahrenheit) expected for this weekend... because I have such a lot of work to do, and I'm not sure I can work if my room gets that hot ( Read more... )

what's next ( Read more... )

Yeah, okay, internship's almost over, so I'll get some sleep next week. But, gah, at the moment that feels like it's still a lifetime away. Don't get me wrong, I *love* the internship - but recently, and this week especially, it's eight hours of internship followed - *immediately!* - by four hours of uni, followed - with a short break for dinner - ( Read more... )

Gah. And I can't take the evening off from writing cover letters because these two applications absolutely have to be finished by tomorrow night. And it's not like I'll have tons of time for cover letters tomorrow ( Read more... )

because there's a deadline for several interesting jobs on Friday. Gah ( Read more... )

if I can't even bring myself to open the frelling document before it's three a.m. and I have exhausted every other possibility of entertainment? I sort of sit at the computer all day, with the thesis folder open in the task bar as if I'm *just* about to open a file, and read the Engrish blog, and Cute Overload, and boingboing, and I Can Has ( Read more... )

I don't think either of the two fanfic epics I'm currently hooked on will update today. And I'm so badly in need of a pick-up.

(Yes, they're both angsty. Yes, angst gives me a pick-up. Yes, I'm strange.)

is that it's still about ten weeks till I have to register for my M.A., after which there will be another six to eight months of writing (hopefully just the six, as I desperately need those extra two months to prepare for exams)... yet I'm already consistently unable to sleep (two weeks and counting, now), and unable to find *any* time for anything ( Read more... )