localfreak | I'm cold; I hate the world; essays suck RANTING KEYBOARDSMASHNOWPLEASE

See this is why, unlike the very awesome skabaggie I could never do a photo blog. It would be constant shots of books, cups of tea (in this case coffee because I NEEDED SUGAR and sugar in tea is an abomination of which we will not speak) and my scribble. Every single bloody day.

So I booked today off work to work on my essay. I started at just after eight a.m and barring a break to eat half a cheese-topped baguette and drink something I have been working on it pretty much continuously. I have a first draft. I hate it. I hate it SO MUCH because I think my conclusion is fundamentally lacking, the structure is probably incredibly poor and I am crippled by confusion because writing about things like the formation of the UN, google's advertising revenue etc are all things I HAVE NOT KNOWN OR CARED TO KNOW ABOUT BEFORE TODAY whilst employing google-fu to seek out helpful examples. This makes me feel academically on very shaky ground.

I can't look at it right now though- I've literally just printed the sodding draft after cursing away at my brain trying in vain to find any sort of interesting conclusion (or anything to say...) so I've decided I need to step away now. If I get my week five comments onto the Uni's messageboards now then tomorrow I can print off the next lot of that task and then work towards a serious redraft on Saturday.

Right now, feeling an intense desire to smash sometihing...my frog mug is looking worried.