Whoosh

On May 6 2007 · 1 Comment · In Diary
I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.
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It’s time for my monthly panic. My next TMA is due and somehow I managed to leave it until now to get started. It’ll be a miracle if I pass this course.

On the plus side, I have put together a great playlist on Finetune.com, fiddled with a website here, chatted to someone there, done the washing up, made tea, opened my course work, shut it again, done some wwilfing, had a chocolate biscuit, opened my coursework again, and then got up because I think I was hyper-ventilating a bit.

I could be the least academic person ever. Ever.

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  • Iain

    Have you had a long bath yet? You can’t *possibly* settle down and do the work until you have had a long bath. Then more tea. Then a trip to the shops to buy more biscuits. Then drink some coffee to stay awake. Then still be incredibly tired because you still want to not do the coursework but you can’t actually sleep because although your brain is alseep your body is fully awake on a caffiene bender and your heart is approaching V02 Max despite being completely stationary.

    At this point you should set the alarm clock for a really early hour with the intention of ‘buckling down when you are good and fresh’.

    Ideally you should then sleep through this alarm and wake up three hours after you should be at college. At this point you do what you should have done in the first place and make up a damn good excuse for having not done your coursework. This usually works unless you are tutored by academics at Imperial, who are mostly completely humourless bastards for some reason.