[dropcap]I[/dropcap]‘m writing this blog post instead of writing an essay that I have to hand in tomorrow morning. I’ve already written like 2000 words so it’s fine. Just another 1000 or less to write, so I kinda have time. Not like I’ve already had an extension on it because I was ill. Lol. I’m a mess.
It’s going to be a really rambly post, but I’ve had some good feedback on them so that’s okay. Sometimes it’s nice to not talk about things like highlighters and to just have a chat with a brew. Do you have one? I have one. It’s delicious and I am cosy at my desk with the radio on.
My chair is kinda facing the wrong way. Maybe that’s the reason I’ve only written 500 words today and it’s now 13:18. Sort it out, Imii. Make your chair at least point in the right direction.
Guys, I’m so tired. Like, so so tired. This essay is already ‘late’ and not even that is waking me up enough to get it written. Sure, I’m recovering from literally the worst cold in the world ever, which is why I haven’t finished the essay yet, so that’s okay. But also, I’m so tired.
There, my chair is now pointing in the right direction.
I think my main problem is that this essay is just really boring, but shouldn’t be. It’s on religion’s impact on the American Civil War which should be so interesting but just isn’t at all. It’s really vague and detailed at the same time and I just don’t care enough about the different factions of different denominations of American churches. Nightmare. Still, two paragraphs and a conclusion left to write so that’s fine. Then editing. Then editing again. Then formatting and printing and handing in at 9 tomorrow morning. What a treat.
Ugghhhhh bored. Please don’t make me write the rest. And I have to go work at 4:15 so that’s annoying. I think it’s going to be a long night. Might have to get some bourbons. Bourbons make essays infinitely better.
Still, I had a really nice weekend with Ollie so that was good. Hadn’t seen him in like a month so was so so nice to go down to London and spend some time doing nothing with him. I’ve missed him. Also got to see my parents for lunch on the Sunday which was also super nice. That cheered me up a lot, despite being kinda ill all weekend too. It was nice to be ill and have someone else bring me food and tea though, instead of having to crawl around my room looking for mugs.
See look, I’ve written 500 words. If I’d channelled all that energy into my actual essay then I’d be half way through my last paragraph and coming to the end. Classic procrastination technique: do loads of work that isn’t the work you’re meant to be doing.
Well, now I feel guilty. Imii out.0