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Feb. 26th, 2006 04:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolI am really, really cold. No idea why, actually, but I'm curled up in a big jumper and my quilt next to the computer. I have a nagging feeling that I'm coming down with something, as my throat is scratchy, my head is sore and I can't make temperatures work right.
Speaking of working, I wrote my 800 word essay thing yesterday. I feel awesomely proud of myself for doing so, and then I feel depressed bcause it's nowhere near the amount I want to do. Today I am going to do all my tutorial reading, and as I got out of bed at midday this means I won't be sleeping tonight.
I only got up cos I had dancing, too. Speaking of, I have decided to officially sack off jazz this semster (I won't catch up, there's no point) but I am very much involved in tap. I like the first dance. I am much more reserved about the second, but that's because I'm not impressed by the teaching or the frankly clique-y attitude of, um, the teachers and most of the members. But then, dancing is bitchy and always has been, so it's not like I'm not expecting it.
I had a very Old Skool moment of irritation. The Crap Teacher declared "yeah, and move your hips like you're trying to impress a guy!" and I had the same thought I had consistently at the same statement for the last three years I was a dancer "bollocks to that, what if I'm trying to impress a girl?" Then I felt bad because I am no longer trying to impress either (well, I am, but it's a specific guy and anyway that's not the point) but yeah, I am marrying a guy so maybe I'm not allowed to get as self-righteous about the whole issue? I don't know. It was a weird moment.
I'm still cold. Brrr. The heating was on by this time yesterday! Why is it so cold?
I have nothing of interest to actually talk about now. Sorry. We might be going out to the cinema later on today - I actually suggested it - but now I don't think I can justify it. It costs money and also I have lots of work to do. Curses.
~Hathy_Col~
Speaking of working, I wrote my 800 word essay thing yesterday. I feel awesomely proud of myself for doing so, and then I feel depressed bcause it's nowhere near the amount I want to do. Today I am going to do all my tutorial reading, and as I got out of bed at midday this means I won't be sleeping tonight.
I only got up cos I had dancing, too. Speaking of, I have decided to officially sack off jazz this semster (I won't catch up, there's no point) but I am very much involved in tap. I like the first dance. I am much more reserved about the second, but that's because I'm not impressed by the teaching or the frankly clique-y attitude of, um, the teachers and most of the members. But then, dancing is bitchy and always has been, so it's not like I'm not expecting it.
I had a very Old Skool moment of irritation. The Crap Teacher declared "yeah, and move your hips like you're trying to impress a guy!" and I had the same thought I had consistently at the same statement for the last three years I was a dancer "bollocks to that, what if I'm trying to impress a girl?" Then I felt bad because I am no longer trying to impress either (well, I am, but it's a specific guy and anyway that's not the point) but yeah, I am marrying a guy so maybe I'm not allowed to get as self-righteous about the whole issue? I don't know. It was a weird moment.
I'm still cold. Brrr. The heating was on by this time yesterday! Why is it so cold?
I have nothing of interest to actually talk about now. Sorry. We might be going out to the cinema later on today - I actually suggested it - but now I don't think I can justify it. It costs money and also I have lots of work to do. Curses.
~Hathy_Col~
