It's 3.56 am on a Friday morning...
and I have just finished writing the stupid Cities and Modernity Course Paper. The very same paper, I was supposed, according to my schedule (ha!) to have finished on Wednesday.
It's 3.57 am on a Friday morning... and the stupid song A Window to The Past song from Harry Potter Prison of Azkaban OST has been looping on itunes since 10.00pm.
It's 3.57 am on a Friday morning... and I'm pleased to announce that I have written in excess of ONE THOUSAND words for what should be a 2500 word paper.
It's 3.58 am on a Friday morning and I have just written this deplorable line in an otherwise, also deplorable essay:
Of course, it may be that the paintings which I have analysed in this paper could well be subject to different interpretations, but who can claim with absolute certainty the positionality of these artists? It is best to think of the interactions between the new visions and new ways of seeing that I have expounded in this paper, to be but the tip of the iceberg in ‘painting’ the modern life.
It's 3.59 am on a Friday morning and the freaking song is still looping.
It's 4.02 am on a Friday morning and there's 9 days to go before I embark on Egypt, and I have to do a tut essay over the weekend, finish a course paper on which I have done absolutely zero prep for.
It's 4.05am on a Friday morning... and I'm talking to M, who is going to be here in London in about 6 hrs. And we are gonna dash out to get tickets for Yucky Play Josh Hartnett is in Rain Man later. And a spot of shopping to get thicker scarves for Berlin. It's amazing how for the first two years I go out in the midst of winter to Tesco in my FBTs and now I'm like throwing an 'OMG I'm going downstairs I should wear my trenchcoat' hissy fit. By the way BERLIN. HAS NO MUSICAL WORTHY TO WATCH so what I did was to have a snoop about the State Opera website and BAM! Der Nussknacker on the 8 Jan, thank you very much. Was torn between Der Zauber Flote and Nussknacker actually but hell Magic Flute's coming to London so I'll watch it here.
It's 4.09am on a Friday morning and I'm going to watch Friends. And then I'm going to start prep for Historical African CW. I = FTW.
It's 4.10am on a Friday morning and I'm getting very nervous about my dissertation. I have decided to stop calling it a bitch in hope that we can get to know each other better. I am also going to refer to it in proper noun to accord it the respect it deserves.
It's 4.11am on a Friday morning and DAMN that song's still playing!
It's 4.11am on a Friday and I just changed the song to This Ain't Boheme from Forbidden Broadway Strikes back. LOL FB cracks me up, especially the recent edition Rude Awakening. The Light in the Piazza song is absolutely awesome man.
It's 4.12 am on a Friday morning and I'm HUNGRY. And I am just reminded of that awesome dinner we had last night. S and I whipped up a quasi-casserole roast chicken (haha) and stirred fried celery with pork cubes and minced pork and tomatoes smashed in to get a sweetishly sour sauce base, ok so I'm not the best describer of foods - But it tasted AWESOME k.
It's 4.17 am on a Friday morning and I'm wasting time writing this.
It's 4.17am on a Friday and I want to share about that time I went slightly insane during the night and bought like 8 books (only for 20 odd pds, don't judge!). The last of them arrived today and I can bet I won't be able to finish most before I graduate. Tell me which shld i freaking read first:
Inferno
Purgatario
Paradiso
Beyond Good and Evil - Nietzsche
G of Morals - the ShiNietzsche
Candide - Voltaire
Mein Kampf - Mr Emo King
Too many books, too little time. Yet I want to add Les Fleurs du Mal, Levithan, Bacon's Essays and Schiller to this pretenious list. I really hate fiction.
It's 4.24am on a Friday morning and I'm outta here.
It's 4.25 am on a Friday morning... OR IS IT?
Whatever. I'm going insanes shakes.