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Apr. 26th, 2007 02:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolUniversity is winning in the game of Making Colleen Crack. Between informing us new Presidents that we had to do risk assessment forms and the fact I still have two essays to do and revision immediately afterwards, I am very close to the stage of putting underpants on my head. I am clinging onto - increasingly desperately - the mental image of my week off after the exams, in which I am going to go the beach! and read a book! possibly in revealing clothing! and I'm going to clean! and write fanfiction! and sleep for fourteen hours a day!
That time is some way away and I'm currently writing an essay that is of near-poetic genius but absolute crap in terms of historiography. I am cobbling together an argument, but I have wandered very far off my essay plan. It may be good. 500 words to go to hit minimum, so that's okay. I have discovered that is is easier to ramble on for four sentences than to write one concise one. That is okay too. "The Marseille (actually, er, how do you spell the name of the French national anthem? Anyone? I know that's wrong) rang out across Europe in 1848; in the 1930s, it was The Red Flag" is one of the more sane sentences, but you get an idea of the sort of grandiose bullshit I'm going for.
So, next week, I am in my last week of subhonours. That is quite a frightening thought. To celebrate, I'm going to divinity lectures dressed as a pirate. This means that I have to go to work, and also the remainder of my lectures, dressed as a pirate, but such is life. Given I'm skipping my last divinity tutorial tomorrow on the basis that I Do Not Care and I haven't done the work, I'm really past caring. Eh. Maybe I'll go to that dressed as a pirate? I can forumulate a decent argument about the Eucharist based on 'arrr' and medieval miracle stories about transubstantiation.
I have quoted Victor Hugo and toothpaste adverts in this essay, too. MADNESS MADNESS MADNESS.
That time is some way away and I'm currently writing an essay that is of near-poetic genius but absolute crap in terms of historiography. I am cobbling together an argument, but I have wandered very far off my essay plan. It may be good. 500 words to go to hit minimum, so that's okay. I have discovered that is is easier to ramble on for four sentences than to write one concise one. That is okay too. "The Marseille (actually, er, how do you spell the name of the French national anthem? Anyone? I know that's wrong) rang out across Europe in 1848; in the 1930s, it was The Red Flag" is one of the more sane sentences, but you get an idea of the sort of grandiose bullshit I'm going for.
So, next week, I am in my last week of subhonours. That is quite a frightening thought. To celebrate, I'm going to divinity lectures dressed as a pirate. This means that I have to go to work, and also the remainder of my lectures, dressed as a pirate, but such is life. Given I'm skipping my last divinity tutorial tomorrow on the basis that I Do Not Care and I haven't done the work, I'm really past caring. Eh. Maybe I'll go to that dressed as a pirate? I can forumulate a decent argument about the Eucharist based on 'arrr' and medieval miracle stories about transubstantiation.
I have quoted Victor Hugo and toothpaste adverts in this essay, too. MADNESS MADNESS MADNESS.
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Date: 2007-04-26 01:47 pm (UTC)And don't let university crack you - alternatively run away and start a new cult of Colleen in America. Or a lovely warm island.
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Date: 2007-04-26 04:03 pm (UTC)Good luck with the essays of doom and the not puttting your knickers on your head. I think I am in a similar position with chinese at the moment, as my thoughts on the subject are currently "AAAARRRGGGHHH! *SOB*"
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Date: 2007-04-26 04:25 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-04-26 04:27 pm (UTC)As I checked this comment, I was actually googling the Chinese People's Revolution. (Now I know what year it happened in, which is quite the achievement.)
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Date: 2007-04-26 07:46 pm (UTC)Q. Are these elements suitably representative of the Body and Blood of Christ?
A. They arrrr.
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Date: 2007-04-26 08:22 pm (UTC)I can actually formulate a pretty strong argument about the Eucharist from the perspective of the sixteenth century because I had the full Catholic education and therefore know the entireity of That Bit Of The Bible because there's a hymn about it (which I'd forgotten for years but now can't stop humming). An RE GCSE also served to teach me Why Catholics Are The Best, Honest, Please Believe Us, which had a substantial portion of transusbstantiation versus cotransubstantiation versus symbolism (one for the Calvinists in terms of spelling, I think) and basically I may not have done the reading on this one but I think I can wing it because this I understand.
Now it's just a case of wondering at which juncture I can shout 'RAMEN!' fling some pasta about and run out cackling. However, I am so going to use the above bit if I have to talk to myself to do it.
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Date: 2007-04-26 08:44 pm (UTC)Me: Oooh, look at that thing over there on the table.
Abi: That's the high altar in a cathedral, and you've just called it "the table".
Me: Ah, that's because you're a high Anglo-Catholic and I'm a nonconformist. You talk about the Eucharist as something that's representative of a sacrifice, in which case calling it a High Altar is perfectly appropriate: I talk about the Lord's Supper as something that's a rehearsal of a shared meal, in which case calling it a table is perfectly appropriate.
Abi: *thwap* It's the high altar.
Me: Yes, dear.
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Date: 2007-04-26 09:22 pm (UTC)Much love
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