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Work-avoidance measures I have taken today include, but are not limited to...
-Sleeping through my alarm, which I set freakishly early during a random moment of optimism last night.
-Going to Sainsbury's and spending unnecessary amounts of money on perishable goods that I'll never get round to cooking with, and which will die quietly in my fridge sending me into a shame-spiral involving food-wastage and my failure to be a domestic goddess.
-Having a lovely if unproductive afternoon with youareafairy involving Our Pub and Our Chinese, and of course our usual wanton consumption of alcohol, nicotine and saturated fats.
-Walking into college just to check my pidge. Which was empty, not even a Careers Flyer. Hmph.
-Deciding that walking was fun and wandering off down St Aldates in the dark humming quietly to myself, attracting strange looks and half-trying to get lost. Predictably I failed at getting lost and succeeded only in getting cold.
-Starting my very own livejournal. As if MSN and facebook weren't enough.
I'm rather worried by the fact that I seem to be sick of revision already. This is worrying because I have yet to do any. And this makes me sound like someone who really doesn't care about doing well, when the truth is that I actually do care...but, being the illogical and inefficient notgoblin that I am, caring prompts me to sit staring blankly at books and working myself into a complete state about how much work I have to do and how stupid I am, instead of prompting me to get the fuck on with it. Grr, brains are funny things.
-Sleeping through my alarm, which I set freakishly early during a random moment of optimism last night.
-Going to Sainsbury's and spending unnecessary amounts of money on perishable goods that I'll never get round to cooking with, and which will die quietly in my fridge sending me into a shame-spiral involving food-wastage and my failure to be a domestic goddess.
-Having a lovely if unproductive afternoon with youareafairy involving Our Pub and Our Chinese, and of course our usual wanton consumption of alcohol, nicotine and saturated fats.
-Walking into college just to check my pidge. Which was empty, not even a Careers Flyer. Hmph.
-Deciding that walking was fun and wandering off down St Aldates in the dark humming quietly to myself, attracting strange looks and half-trying to get lost. Predictably I failed at getting lost and succeeded only in getting cold.
-Starting my very own livejournal. As if MSN and facebook weren't enough.
I'm rather worried by the fact that I seem to be sick of revision already. This is worrying because I have yet to do any. And this makes me sound like someone who really doesn't care about doing well, when the truth is that I actually do care...but, being the illogical and inefficient notgoblin that I am, caring prompts me to sit staring blankly at books and working myself into a complete state about how much work I have to do and how stupid I am, instead of prompting me to get the fuck on with it. Grr, brains are funny things.