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[hathycol]

So, Boris Yeltsin is dead.

Good-o. I can use past tense in my essay about the revolutions of 1989. That's something, then.

Today I have sliced my finger open, been shopping, skipped a lecture and nearly killed someone in my divinity class. I am now at the beginning of churning out a 3,000 essay on Do you think historians should study 'revolution' as an idea or rather as a series of specific instances? What is gained and lost with each procedure?

My answer right now is 'er... no?' and I'm sort of trying to spin an extra couple of thousand words out of that. On the bright side, I can at least justifiably waffle on and hope for the best. I am writing utter bollocks and I have no idea what my clear argument in terms of historians I'm talking about will be used. I think when I get onto specifics I might be okay, but this is the most airy-fairy introduction I've ever written.

Saying that, my last historiograpy assignment got me a 17.5 and that really was a lot of self-opinionated bollocks, so maybe there's hope yet.

I've developed a tendency of listening to ClassicFM in a vain attempt to try and get some work done. It's working, I'll admit - and that was how I learnt about Yeltsin - but I'm a little confused by the way they're playing The Imperial March. Yes, that one. From Star Wars.

I am trying to feel revolutionary. Mostly, I'm feeling tired and in the mood for pizza tonight. I am unsure why. I just quite fancy some. I want to go to sleep and stay there, but I need to get up to about 500 words tonight in preperation for what will hopefully be the big push on it on Wednesday. DocSoccing it tomorrow night, though - come one, come all, we're finally showing The Great Trout! - and then I have to go and be taught the health and safety and financial guidelines by the Union on Wednesday. On the positive side, there will be a free light lunch. I have no idea where this mystical meeting is, though...

Also, Corinne has kicked a hole in her wall. This is the wall on my side. To be fair, leaning on a wall in Fife Park makes it bend, and the hole is a great big one through to the gap between our walls and just a big crack on my side, but I'm still not best pleased. This is not going to help the fact that I'm trying to waft away her smell as it is...

Oh, university life. Good grief. It'll look good in the memoirs, I suppose.

Comments

[kelemvor.livejournal.com]

This may be a bit late in the day, but it's usually easier to write the introduction last, as that way you know what you're introducing. Of course, that's not always possible in the finals...

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

See, writing the introduction is basically a big brain-splurge for me, where I finalise what the hell it is I'm going to write about it, and then I forumulate it around the introduction. I'm the only person I know who does this, mind...

[elyim.livejournal.com]

Yeah, ClassicFM do play that a lot, I have found. Along with the Jurassic Park and Indiana Jones themes.

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

I know! It's really, really odd...

[ann-pan.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure socs training is in venue 2. They said it depended on numbers and will e-mail out about it, but said it was more than likely going to be in venue 2. Oh god it's going to be boring....

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

I heard rumours of a free light lunch. That's the only thing tempting me through those doors...