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Mar. 7th, 2006 03:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolWhat do I have to talk about? Not a lot, actually. Today, I slept in again because my 10am was on strike. Whilst this normally wouldn't be a hardship, it's buggaring up my essay something chronic. I have no idea what to actually write about the First Crusade. I mean, I know what happened and I know some of the aims and some of the conclusions of them, but the question is horribly vague. Aims of who, anyway? Urban II? The princes? The knights? The ordinary buggars? Hell, Alexis I Comnenos?
Hey, look, some of the info is going in!
I have no idea what to do with my very vague four pages of scribbled notes, though. I have eight days to write this, on top of two gobbets and I want all my info done by Wednesday night, so I can totally work like an eejit on doing the said gobbets over the weekend and as such give myself three days in which to erite and edit my essay.
Sorted, y'see?
Except I have no idea what to write for, uh, any of them, and that disturbs me a little. My Russian essay is... not of the good. To be fair, I've not written a literature essay since I was 15. From one perspective, my mini-dissertation in English Language last year (for those who weren't on the flist, I wrote an impressive nine pages, complete with pie charts and tables to PROVE it, how The Hobbit and Chamber of Secrets introduced spiders to the main protagonist. JKR is the better writer. There, I said it. I have pie charts to prove that she is a better writer on a purely literary standpoint. Still prefer JRRT, though. Sorry) was pretty literary, but this is hard.
So, work. It's a bit hectic right about now, and isn't helped by the fact I'm spending all my leisure time trawling through the Gesta Francorum. I spent yesterday's Russian Lit lecture doing that, actually. For those not in the know, the Gestra Francorum is a chronicle of the First Crusade. No one knows who its by but it's the best contemporary reference we have the First Crusade. Okay, handy for the essay, but honestly, the whole thing is pants. I much preferred Einhard, I have to say. I don't even like mediaeval this semester. It's pants. The Crusades are much more boring than they have any right to be. Next semester should be good, because we're doing England and yes, I'm sorry, this is deeply untrendy but I like British history.
ANYWAY.
The general point is, I'm a little bit stressed out with work right now. It's not like I just have work to worry about. The problem with living where I do is that I have to cook, and I have to clean. Getting a take-away just isn't an option because it's hideously expensive, so that's at least an hour out of my life, and with six people living here there is a lot of cleaning to do. I have the lowest breaking point (other than Selda, who seems to have gone missing) so I end up doing most of it, because everyone else doesn't mind a bit of clutter but I flip out and clean. So there's more time gone.
It's at the point now where I am resenting taking Me Time. I take Me Time because I've seen too many good people work themselves into stress and depression through not doing so. Just an hour to yourself a day, even if it's just nipping out to the pub, or trolling the internet, or on the phone, is a good idea. Never do this over your food, because you will start to eat yourself to death or your lunchtimes will become bitter too. I am currently on Me Time, because I've been in the library for three hours or so, and to be honest when I do LJ updates it is over lunch. Me Time comes in the evening, generally after about eight, but now I'm resenting it a lot and feel annoyed with myself for taking a little time out in the evening, because I could be reading Gestra Francorum or Russian Lit as my bedtime reading instead of, say, allowing myself a little Pratchett.
I suppose this is the infamous 'work ethic' they tell me about, but it's a little disquieting. Oh well. I have no doubt it'll disappear as soon as I get all the bloody work done. It's going to be a stressful eight days, though.
Speaking of stress, I have to go for the Job Thing tonight *crosses fingers desperately*, callbacks for Wyrd Sisters are on Thursday (so I have scive Russian Lit but a history essay - curses) and they also tell us about housing in eight days. Argle.
Okay. Back to Gesta Francorum.
~Hathy_Col~
Hey, look, some of the info is going in!
I have no idea what to do with my very vague four pages of scribbled notes, though. I have eight days to write this, on top of two gobbets and I want all my info done by Wednesday night, so I can totally work like an eejit on doing the said gobbets over the weekend and as such give myself three days in which to erite and edit my essay.
Sorted, y'see?
Except I have no idea what to write for, uh, any of them, and that disturbs me a little. My Russian essay is... not of the good. To be fair, I've not written a literature essay since I was 15. From one perspective, my mini-dissertation in English Language last year (for those who weren't on the flist, I wrote an impressive nine pages, complete with pie charts and tables to PROVE it, how The Hobbit and Chamber of Secrets introduced spiders to the main protagonist. JKR is the better writer. There, I said it. I have pie charts to prove that she is a better writer on a purely literary standpoint. Still prefer JRRT, though. Sorry) was pretty literary, but this is hard.
So, work. It's a bit hectic right about now, and isn't helped by the fact I'm spending all my leisure time trawling through the Gesta Francorum. I spent yesterday's Russian Lit lecture doing that, actually. For those not in the know, the Gestra Francorum is a chronicle of the First Crusade. No one knows who its by but it's the best contemporary reference we have the First Crusade. Okay, handy for the essay, but honestly, the whole thing is pants. I much preferred Einhard, I have to say. I don't even like mediaeval this semester. It's pants. The Crusades are much more boring than they have any right to be. Next semester should be good, because we're doing England and yes, I'm sorry, this is deeply untrendy but I like British history.
ANYWAY.
The general point is, I'm a little bit stressed out with work right now. It's not like I just have work to worry about. The problem with living where I do is that I have to cook, and I have to clean. Getting a take-away just isn't an option because it's hideously expensive, so that's at least an hour out of my life, and with six people living here there is a lot of cleaning to do. I have the lowest breaking point (other than Selda, who seems to have gone missing) so I end up doing most of it, because everyone else doesn't mind a bit of clutter but I flip out and clean. So there's more time gone.
It's at the point now where I am resenting taking Me Time. I take Me Time because I've seen too many good people work themselves into stress and depression through not doing so. Just an hour to yourself a day, even if it's just nipping out to the pub, or trolling the internet, or on the phone, is a good idea. Never do this over your food, because you will start to eat yourself to death or your lunchtimes will become bitter too. I am currently on Me Time, because I've been in the library for three hours or so, and to be honest when I do LJ updates it is over lunch. Me Time comes in the evening, generally after about eight, but now I'm resenting it a lot and feel annoyed with myself for taking a little time out in the evening, because I could be reading Gestra Francorum or Russian Lit as my bedtime reading instead of, say, allowing myself a little Pratchett.
I suppose this is the infamous 'work ethic' they tell me about, but it's a little disquieting. Oh well. I have no doubt it'll disappear as soon as I get all the bloody work done. It's going to be a stressful eight days, though.
Speaking of stress, I have to go for the Job Thing tonight *crosses fingers desperately*, callbacks for Wyrd Sisters are on Thursday (so I have scive Russian Lit but a history essay - curses) and they also tell us about housing in eight days. Argle.
Okay. Back to Gesta Francorum.
~Hathy_Col~
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Date: 2006-03-07 07:06 pm (UTC)It is odd, really. Perhaps I should do some form of scientific experiment?
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