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[Nov. 4th, 2009|12:12 pm] |
This week's fail just keeps getting better. That assignment that's due Friday that I'd completed to a 10% level, because I'd thought it was worth that? It's actually worth 35%.
I probably shouldn't have checked this just before bed, because I then didn't get to sleep til after 1am, and woke up at 6:30.
So I'm tired, I'm stressed, I have a stomach ache, and I have work to do. Meanwhile, my head keeps hurting from the lack of sleep. Taking off my glasses helps, but then I can't actually see anything I'm supposed to be working on...
Grarggrgh.
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[Sep. 14th, 2009|09:51 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Waiting For A Girl Like You, Foreigner | ] |
*Mm and Brian, amongst others, are sitting in the Photography lab
Mm: I'm a little tired, in case you couldn't tell from the circles under my eyes.
Brian: It's a bit hard to see them while you're wearing your glasses.
*Mm takes off her glasses to reveal black circles that make her look like she's been in a punch-up
Brian: Yes, I see them. Now put your glasses back on, please.
...Gods, I need to get more sleep.
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[Sep. 9th, 2009|11:29 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  blah | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Where Do Broken Hearts Go?, Me First & The Gimme Gimmes | ] |
I've had this vague headache for about twelve hours - it's like you've dried your eyes after a temper-tantrum, but the frustration is still present.
...Except there was no temper tantrum, my body's just retarded. But now I can't sleep because of it. And I have an 8am meeting tomorrow.
...Yays.
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[Sep. 3rd, 2009|06:15 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  stressed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Tonight I'm A Parrot Head, Paul & Storm | ] |
My body hates me. Seriously.
I've been getting steadily more stressed (it bumped up several notches when I realised that the data mining assignment should be 25 pages, which is about twice what I was expecting).
Of course, this means that sleeping becomes difficult. Yesterday I had such a headache that I tried taking a nap at work. It didn't seem to help.
But going to bed at midnight and waking up at 5:30? You've outdone yourself, this time.
And guess what? My alarm's going to go off at 6:30, because I have an 8am meeting to hand in the first SITP assignment.
..My chest feels like it's collapsing inward. Oh gods.
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[Aug. 12th, 2009|08:15 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | To Absent Votes, The Lucksmiths | ] |
Today felt incredibly long. I'm having trouble even remembering what day it is; Wednesday, right?
Plugged my new 1TB hard drive into my hard drive enclosure (with intent to let it format the drive while I was out for the day), only to discover that either the drive or the enclosure is busted and I have very little in the way of finding out which. Sigh. Anyone got an enclosure I could borrow?
Nine o'clock SITP lecture, that didn't really tell us much we didn't already know. Except when / where to meet our tutor.
Ten-thirty tutorial that kind of went in circles as we realised that our respective schedules were hopelessly incompatible.
Two hour brainstorm with SITP team mates that also went kind of in circles, but slightly more productively.
Fifteen minute break in the ProgSoc room chatting to Rob, who was looking very dapper for an interview.
Two hours standing in the photo lab trying to catch up on the stuff that's due Monday. Nothing worked, and then I managed to scratch my negative. :@. Great.
Dropped my photo gear off at ProgSoc, then headed to McDonald's for a quick bite of lunch. By this point, it was nearly 4pm.
Headed to work to complete something Fabian wanted done. Two hours later, finished and headed out the door.
...Also? Still coming off a cold. Just to make the day even better.
...*collapses*
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[May. 7th, 2009|07:45 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | She's Always A Woman, Billy Joel | ] |
It's probably not a good sign when I wake up tired, is it?
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