A day of updates
Focusing on worries and things that can stress you out is one way of procrastinating from worries that are brought on by work that has got to be done or that needs attention paid to it, eg. coursework and dissertation research.
I do not think I could have imagined myself in this position. As lucky as can be, in my final semester of my final year of university. And here I am, procrastinating from the work that I should be doing and should have had done a while back. Or perhaps not. If it really should have been done, it would have been done by now? Everything happens for a reason. I got ill last week for a reason. I lost half a stone and have almost gained it all back within the space of 2 weeks. My weight fluctuates so much. It sometimes is scary to think about it. Very unhealthy. Consistency. That is one quality that I tremendously lack inside my head, within the workings of my mind and how I choose to live. To the outside world, I am consistent. I remain the same person that I have been since I was a child, only taller and with a much larger vocabulary. Not long ago, I met a friend whom I had lost contact with for over 10 years. She told me that I had not changed. Only my accent has, but only very slightly.
Worries. Missing home can be an issue at times, but speaking with my mother on a daily basis helps. Even if I do not have anything to say to her at times. I would like to go home for a short while over the Easter break. Whether it is possible or not, I will have to discuss with my brother. My return ticket is there, I would just have to change the dates. I want to come back and live here. Perhaps not Manchester though...
Water fast. I went on a 36 hour water fast last week. Planning on another one starting from this evening. Can't do anything longer than that as have Brunch with Shahram on Saturday. I could cancel. But that would not be nice. Besides, free brunch? Might be illegal to cancel! I am feeling apprehensive about it though. A bit suspicious to be honest. How right can be it be to go out for brunch with a former tutor? It will be in broad day light so I can't be cornered for anything. But still, I feel a bit weird about it. Just like when my married neighbour asked me out for a movie. Luckily, he had to cancel the day before and I did not have to do the cancelling. He just brought over a bowl of lentil soup for me. It will be going into the fridge till Saturday.
I think that I am missing home. I often procrastinate from doing work when I cannot concentrate on it. And that often happens when I am missing home. 4+ months of being away isn't very long though. In my first year, I managed 9 months.
Anyhow, I am going to try and do some translation homework now. I will have to do a lot of dissertation-note-organizing tomorrow and also seminar preparations on Sunday. Looking at literature critically is a hard thing for me to do. Connecting characters to political situations of set eras is even harder. Hmmmmmm
I do not think I could have imagined myself in this position. As lucky as can be, in my final semester of my final year of university. And here I am, procrastinating from the work that I should be doing and should have had done a while back. Or perhaps not. If it really should have been done, it would have been done by now? Everything happens for a reason. I got ill last week for a reason. I lost half a stone and have almost gained it all back within the space of 2 weeks. My weight fluctuates so much. It sometimes is scary to think about it. Very unhealthy. Consistency. That is one quality that I tremendously lack inside my head, within the workings of my mind and how I choose to live. To the outside world, I am consistent. I remain the same person that I have been since I was a child, only taller and with a much larger vocabulary. Not long ago, I met a friend whom I had lost contact with for over 10 years. She told me that I had not changed. Only my accent has, but only very slightly.
Worries. Missing home can be an issue at times, but speaking with my mother on a daily basis helps. Even if I do not have anything to say to her at times. I would like to go home for a short while over the Easter break. Whether it is possible or not, I will have to discuss with my brother. My return ticket is there, I would just have to change the dates. I want to come back and live here. Perhaps not Manchester though...
Water fast. I went on a 36 hour water fast last week. Planning on another one starting from this evening. Can't do anything longer than that as have Brunch with Shahram on Saturday. I could cancel. But that would not be nice. Besides, free brunch? Might be illegal to cancel! I am feeling apprehensive about it though. A bit suspicious to be honest. How right can be it be to go out for brunch with a former tutor? It will be in broad day light so I can't be cornered for anything. But still, I feel a bit weird about it. Just like when my married neighbour asked me out for a movie. Luckily, he had to cancel the day before and I did not have to do the cancelling. He just brought over a bowl of lentil soup for me. It will be going into the fridge till Saturday.
I think that I am missing home. I often procrastinate from doing work when I cannot concentrate on it. And that often happens when I am missing home. 4+ months of being away isn't very long though. In my first year, I managed 9 months.
Anyhow, I am going to try and do some translation homework now. I will have to do a lot of dissertation-note-organizing tomorrow and also seminar preparations on Sunday. Looking at literature critically is a hard thing for me to do. Connecting characters to political situations of set eras is even harder. Hmmmmmm