When you go through past papers, for an exam you have in less than 2 days, after having read as many textbooks as you can, feeling as though you could totally do a mock exam and that hey, maybe you’ll pass, surely there’ll be at least one question you could have a stab at I mean you’ve been doing this module for months now -
I don’t want to be in this time line anymore.
Just found some sketches i did last year at the V&A, thought it was about time I put some artwork on my blog again instead of angsty posts about my dissertation or uni stuff. I’m working on finishing some work I started before I had to hide all my sketchbooks (distractions distractions) so some juciy paintings coming your way soon!
‘As long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset, I am in paradise…’
So, this is what my screen looks like right now…
Dissertations sure are heaps of fun.
Me. Right now. Right this second.
The 6 hours I allotted myself for sleep before finishing my essay is not working out well. It has turned into listening to The Order of the Phoenix, staring into the darkness and writing the essay in my head, getting back up and trying to write it on the page, failing, going back to bed and trying to fall asleep again, but Professor Umbridge just disbanded all school organizations, societies, teams, groups and clubs… and oh my god… go to sleep.
So, with the dissertation due two weeks from today I have to put it aside and work on an essay for my option module.
Doesn’t matter that the dissertation makes up 90%, that can wait damn it.
I have to make sure this piddling little essay is up to scratch for Tuesday or I may flunk my option module. Nevermind that the next few days shall be the most stressful of the year as I try to juggle all my research, my job, my postgrad application, trips to the library and amazon sellers who can’t deliver books on time…
Only the History department would think it a good idea to give us an essay deadline now, just now, on top of everything else.
Wouldn’t do at all to arrange it for say, the week after the most important deadline of my degree?
Just, your timing sirs.
Well done, you have reached new levels of whatthefuckery.
“I don’t know where I belong. I don’t know where I went wrong. But I can write a song… I belong with you. You belong with me. You’re my sweetheart.”
‘Ho Hey’ - The Lumineers
“I want a baby…”
I’ve done a lot of illustration work for this film, which stars Benedict Cumberbatch and Claire Foy. This is a new take on a scene I already tried in pencil. I’m going to be doing more sketches in pen or tea/coffee wash, so stay tuned. x
Today I handed in my third year dissertation, now we wait and see, fingers and toes crossed. I’m all kinds of tired, brain and bone weary, but it’s done.
I’ll be at the bottom of a bottle of red if anyone needs me.
I can’t wait until my blog is flooded with drawings again, instead of posts about how flippin’ tired i am of this dissertation. Summer, I await you eagerly.
‘First Breath After Coma’ by Explosions in the Sky
These boys are a God send for essay-writing sessions.
Why is it that when I have so much uni work to do I feel very creative and just want to write stories and draw or paint… and when I don’t have uni work to do I feel flat, like nothing creative or interesting will ever happen to me again.
I need a pair of Oxfords so I can practice where to put my commas.