T'eyla Minh

I just went through all my entries (backwards) to January of this year and tagged them.  Only four more years' worth to get through.  *eyeroll*

Several people are graduating very shortly, and I remembered that I didn't actually get around to sharing the photos from mine back in January.  So, here's a selection.

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I'll get the camera out at some point and take a photo of the actual photograph, as it's all been framed and I don't have a functional scanner as yet.  So, yes.  That was my graduation.

I forgot to mention, in getting that 2.1, I also got a B for my dissertation.  Go me and my insanely long ramblings about fanfiction!!

Okay.  So, on the Shakespeare Today reactions page (basically coursework updates, etc.) Mary informed us that the end-of-year meetingness for the students and lecturers was taking place on the 1st June (that is, today) at 6pm in Revolution.

However, last Wednesday, we all decided that must be wrong, because there's an exam on the 2nd, and they wouldn't want us going into our exam hungover, would they?  Well, I went today anyway, just in case, having double-checked that Mary had, in fact, said it was on the 1st.  I turned up at 6.30 or thereabouts, and there was nobody there who was familiar.  I ordered a half of cider so as not to look like the sad woman in the corner.  (Well, that failed, but anyway, the thought was there...)

I did spy Mary just before I was about to leave, presumably meeting up for some other course, media studies, or something.  Hm.  Clearly, she just got confused.

Nevertheless, it's very annoying.  I got made up and everything.  And dressed accordingly for the rainy weather, so tomorrow it'll be hot and I'll have to decide all over again.

And now I shall go back to being the sad woman in the corner, and watch Eastenders...

We survived. :)

Arrived at about 9.30 and promptly went to the Union Arms to get drinks, then wandered outside to investigate the fun fair.  There were no Waltzers :( but the Ferris Wheel and Dodgems were indeed free, as was the incredibly terrifying and bloody painful simulator...

Oh, yes, and when we arrived, we had our picture taken by a bloke from BBC Derby (for a best dressed couple competition.  It's amusing when people think me and Lloyd are a couple [more on that later...] :)  In any case, we could get a free meal out of it if we win.)  Then later on, we had our photo taken again by a woman from the Derby Telegraph, so I'll post links/scans if we appear on either...

*checks*  Ha! Why, here we are!  Vote for us.  You know you want to... :D  (Though they neglect to mention Lloyd's cat ears - well, my cat ears, that he chose to wear - which were undoubtedly the reason we got picked on...)

Incidentally, my stealing back the cat ears then resulted in us getting in an argument about it in the HEAP (where the live comedy was) and causing the girl a few rows back who started it, by addressing me as "girl with the cat ears", to apologise.  Amusement.  Comedy itself was also very funny.  Some bloke who randomly walked in and made an arse of himself had his phone stolen by the first comedian, got ejected by security, and lost his phone.  Still don't know if he actually got it back...

I ran into Clare (not Coleman; other Clare) randomly at about 3am, when we meandered inside to find somewhere to sit.  Her boyfriend kept falling asleep so she was chatting to us; we should both be visible on the Survivors Photo if it's ever put anywhere (I think it's in the Telegraph so will buy one later tonight...)  It also turned out she went to Lloyd's school, which was incredibly random...

Took some photos from the top of the ferris wheel, but they probably won't come out.  I have six left to take, so I'll probably take it with me when me and Vicky go to Alton Towers just to use it up...  Was going to post the picture she took of us before we left, but the one up there ^ is better... :)

Today I was very bad, and bought ( this )

Anyway, photos coming later...  I'm bloody exhausted.  We got in at about 6.30 and I got about 5 hours sleep max...

I hate this room.  I hate my bed.  I hate living next to the boiler...

So, we went out for a very pleasant drink last night at The Standing Order, where I had the chicken pasta alfredo, which was very nice.  We left at about half past ten and got back for 10.50 or thereabouts, sat in Vicky's room for a while and chatted, then disbanded.  I checked email, had a brief comment tennis on Eni's DJ (who is quite possibly the only girl I know other than Katie who'd spend an entire night in a computer lab...) and went to bed at about 1.30, feeling incredibly tired.  Then remembered I had to copy out the class notes from Writing for TV to include as a 'notebook' (stupid, stupid criteria.  Stupid, I tell you.) after we'd had lots of debating over it in the last session over what 'notebook' constituted, so, anyway, at 2am I was ready to fall asleep.

So, naturally, I lay there for another 3 hours trying to sleep because it was so damned hot.  Incidentally, I tried moving the bed around 90 degrees.  I can still open the drawers, and it means it's under the window so there'd be more breeze, and I have a ridiculous amount of floor space, but it means that a) there's not really enough room for the chair to be in the right place for the keyboard and b) my head is still by the boiler...  So I moved it back again.

I reiterate, I hate living next to the boiler...

So I spent the night periodically waking up, and I'd planned on getting up at 10.00 so I could get my essay printed off and up to uni by 11.00ish.  I woke up at 11.30 by the phone ringing, found my phone (read: alarm clock) on the bed, and had no recollection of it even going off, even though it must have done because it was turned on...  I don't like it when I can't remember stuff like that; it freaks me out...

Hence, very tired now.  Was going to do more Shakespeare but will wait til after America Noir tonight (Buffy, yay!) when my brain's functioning a bit better.  Have some random lists:

Things That Were V. Annoying About Today
1) The bus, which is meant to come every 10 minutes, not turning up for half an hour.
2) A sign outside Student Services that warned of delays this week due to assignment deadlines (like, all of them) and, despite this, there only being three members of staff on out of a possible six...
3) The semi-functional lift in E-block.  In general.
4) Automatic doors that don't work unless you're in a wheelchair and hence low down enough for the sensor to activate...
5) Automatic doors in general.
6) Jackson's not having individual curry sauce packets, only large jars or tins, which means I'm going to have to do something experimental with my remaining chicken tonight...
7) Idiocy of the general public.  Example: whilst checking post, I discover a card addressed simply to 'Amy Oliver'.  Fair enough.  The problem?  It's been put into the 'A' pigeon-hole.  Which means Amy probably won't get it because her surname begins with 'O', and that's where she's going to check.  Some people shouldn't be allowed to think...

To counter that,

Things That Were Rather Good About Today
1) The semi-functional lift in E-block actually being functional...
2) Running into people I know with rather terrifying frequency, mostly in said lift, namely, scifinutter on the way up to the seventh floor, where I was going to see if Mary was in; Rob from Creative Writing, coming out of the lift as I was heading back down, having failed to find Mary; Mary herself, getting into the life as I was getting out, which turned out to be perfect timing as she wasn't even staying in the office...
3) Getting the results for the last batch of Shakespeare Today assignments:

~ For the Hamlet analysis, 7.5 (B+)
~ For one I barely remember even writing, 8 (A-)
~ For the 'putting-people-onto-a-photo-of-the-Atrium-and-pretending-its-The-Tempest' one, another 8.

Y'know, I think I might just scrape an A- on this thing...

Woo!

So the good doesn't really outweigh the bad, but the bad is a result of my being tired and cranky...

I've definitely been at uni too long.  Managed to do 1500 words in about two hours, give or take the break for eating and procrastinating.  Wow, bring back the days of 1500-word essays being the norm.  And luckily, my America Noir's only 1500 words, too, which means I'll have to plan it very carefully so as not to ramble and go way over the limit.

I can do this.  I can do this.  I can.  I can.

DVDs I now own:

~ The Dark Crystal, Collector's Edition, which I watched last night.  There was only one bit of that I remembered from my first viewing, aged about four, which was when the Emperor of the Skesis (which are so the aliens from Farscape's OOTM) died and his face caved in, so I was very glad to discover it wasn't as horrendous as my imagination remembered it to be...  I mean, it's still vaguely disturbing, but.. not as bad as I was expecting.  Interesting film, incidentally...  Looks like half of the creatures got turned into goblins later on...
~ Labyrinth, at last. :)
~ Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory
~ Boys Don't Cry, just to add some angst...

And also tape two of Angel, which I'll watch at some point and do my full reviews/comments on the episodes when I have time and episode titles.  I watched Tuesday's in the process (well, the repeat), and the best line, I think, has to be:

( Cut for Spoilerness ) And it wasn't funny for about two seconds, then suddenly it was hysterical...  I missed most of the scene because of that...

Going to get my hair cut tomorrow, assuming I can get up early enough.  Determined to finish this screenplay tonight, so then tomorrow I can do the evaluation and start my America Noir (which'll have to be on the feminism question because I have all the stuff I need for that and no time to do any of the others), which I shall finish on Tuesday, leaving Wednesday and Thursday to finish Shakespeare.  Gah.  I want my week back...

Back to the screenplay.

Well, the dissertation is handed in and thereby out of my hands.  I went to see if I could get my Shakespeare marks, but I don't think Mary was in and I didn't want to knock on the door and find she wasn't.

It's a beautiful day.  It's hot, but breezy, and I have bare arms.  Soon, it shall be thunderstorm weather, and I shall be joyous.

Will update after I've been to town...

*stares in awe at the Word document in front of her*

I finished my dissertation.

Wait.

I don't think this is sinking in.

I finished my dissertation.  I finished my dissertation.  I finished my dissertation.  I finished my dissertation.

Did you get that?

I FINISHED MY FRELLING DISSERTATION!!!

Well, I mean, it still needs proof-reading (which I'm going to have to do without printing it off, because, good God, that's a lot of pages, so I'm asking for trouble there...) and printing and binding and probably a complete overhaul, but dude, it's in on Monday, and right now, I'm ready to let my brain dissolve and trickle slowly out of my ears.  Plan for tomorrow is all of the above; scifinutter's driving me to Staples to get it bound.

The stats, in keeping with tradition, and because I know how much you all care. :P

Words: 11289 (oops...)
Pages: 60, which is exactly what I allowed for. ;)  40 of those are the actual dissertation, the other 20 are appendices...
Footnotes: 47.  frightened is still the Grand Mistress of footnoting.  Those footnotes comprise 691 words, but a few of them are random bits of Buffy canon that I didn't want to use my actual word count explaining...
Appendices: 7; two glossaries (fanfiction and post-modernism), the questionnaire, and three fanfictions, one of which is on a floppy disc.

And then, at some point, I have to put the whole thing - appendices and footnotes and all - into HTML format so I can show everyone who wanted to see it.  Though may have to set up a password protect thing on it and make a contract so I don't get plagiarised.  Then you can all read it in all its utter awfulness.

Ye gods, but that was horrendous.  In a sort of vaguely interesting and marginally fun way... But still.  Horrendous.

*dies now*

Word count after WiW = 9953.

Wonder if I'll get away with doing 47 words on the Trek-ness. ;)

God.  I think I'll definitely have to take some words out...