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Sunday, February 26, 2006 this shall remain titleless till further inspiration. 5:10 PM i took a whole freaking day to come up with an introduction! my god, i don't know how all those 'i started on 12 midnight on thursday and stayed up all night till 9 am' cases can do it. well, i must say that they are VERY well prepared for the 24 hourtake home on D day - the 21st of April. oh kenny, please don't give us a horrible question! or give me more than 24 hours!! hahaa. SIGH. and that's just the damn intro. the rest of the essay came paragraph by paragraph, put together slowly, piece by piece over the next three or four days. after painstakingly forming a thesis statement, and then undergoing a bout of panic after i realised that it did not encompass all my points, and then eating a lot to get over my panic, coming up with a new thesis, and changing it yet AGAIN...i finally finished, and handed it up. such relief. i swear, the moment i handed in the essay, i forgot completely what i wrote. i realise, coming up with a thesis is like coming up with a title for a blog entry. (okay, very bad and weird comparision). the title sort of materialises once you're done typing the entry, just like the thesis forms once you're done typing the essay. although, that shouldn't be the case, says my mother the english teacher. the thesis is supposed to give your essay focus and direction, so youre supposed to know it before you start writing the essay, because you're supposed to plan your essay sooo well that you know what you're going to be writing, but that isn't the case for most of us struggling students. haha we are such cheaters. anyway so that's over. but typically, just as one hurdle is crossed, another appears. how not to stress? stress. go through micro econs key points - start on macro - do macro mid term practice paper - do karl marx readings - IVLE postings!!! - rewrite bits of krx script - memorise krx script - go for drama rehearsals - do theatre studies readings - mug TS stuff for surprise quiz which is a surprise - research for dialogue project - go for project meteings - look through varnam - practice dance at home - go for dance class all happy and smiley even though i have 1001 other things to do - music fest rehearsals from 9 to 11pm - go for bombay jayashree's concert - watch army daze, the play - watch flamenco - watch alarmel valli's dance - learn arangetram items - remember new thillana- perform on the 11th - act on the 16th and 18th - breathe - sleep. worries. that he can't finish teaching me my arangetram items on time - that i can't learn so many items in such a short time - that i'll dance horribly on the 11th - that i'll forget all my steps - that my knees will collapse and i won't be able to dance - that i will fuck up my micro paper - and my macro paper - that this dialogue project is too fucking hard - that i'll have no hair for my arangetram cos it's all falling falling falling - that athai should get well, hope chemo can help her - that i'll breakdown - that i cann stay in hall next sem - it goes onnn. i'm crabby today. maybe its the first-day-of-period syndrome. maybe it was the nasty msn conversation in the morning, that made me feel oh SO horrible (seriously, why?), and then my mother adding on to it by being not very nice to me and stressing me out on top of all this (anuja, you must remember to practice dance at home okay, if not you'll have no stamina to dance on stage - like i fucking don't know - and you know the very bad timing they have given you at 12 50, roshni pillai says it will be very hot you must get used to the heat also make sure you practice okay - is it my fucking fault that my teacher refuses to swicth off the damn air con and scolds me when i ask him? - must do well its the music festival nooooo you cannot do make up yourself you must do it well you know) and then bala boss being all mean to me in class even though i mustered all the cheeriness as i possibly could and then fared horribly on a micro mid term partice paper. eggjam tomorrow. how? i'm dead. 0 comments |