Oct. 3rd, 2004

bardic_lady: (Default)
October 3 )

P.S. Have scrapped yet another partial essay. Where oh where have my writing skills gone?
bardic_lady: (tear)
I give up.

I'll try to write this paper again tomorrow. I just can't even find words to describe how frustrating this is. I've spent a good ten hours today and couldn't manage more than half a paper total across drafts.


::Edit:: Tere's broken again. And I'm crying again. Bloody fucking hell.
bardic_lady: (tear)
So, getting ready to attack the paper from Hell again. Wishing and hoping and dreaming and praying that it'll actually happen this time. How bloody hard can it be to write 1,000-1,500 words?

Kind of wish I'd eaten something, but oh, well.

MUST...WRITE...THIS...PAPER...
bardic_lady: (jester)
Whew!

PAPER IS DONE! 1,002 words about Athena's interactions with Hera and Zeus. It's possibly the worst thing I have written in recent memory, but it's done. And now I can eat.



::Edit:: After careful consideration, I have decided not to go to the Russian History study group tonight. Instead, I will stay at home and do things that make me happy.
bardic_lady: (sings)
I feel like such a slob. I've barely gotten out of bed in the last two days...All I've done is written a truly ghastly paper, broken my favourite RP character, and...Yeah, nothing else comes to mind...

Tomorrow, I must do things. Tomorrow, I start my new SM job. Tomorrow, I have a Russian History midterm. Tomorrow, I must attend a dress rehearsal for the show I'm house manging this weekend. Tomorrow, there should be dancing. Maybe. The sun'll come out tomorrow.

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I Cannot Hide What I Am

I must be sad when I have cause and smile
at no man's jests, eat when I have stomach and wait
for no man's leisure, sleep when I am drowsy and
tend on no man's business, laugh when I am merry and
claw no man in his humour...
I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in
his grace, and it better fits my blood to be
disdained of all than to fashion a carriage to rob
love from any: in this, though I cannot be said to
be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied
but I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with
a muzzle and enfranchised with a clog; therefore I
have decreed not to sing in my cage. If I had my
mouth, I would bite; if I had my liberty, I would do
my liking: in the meantime let me be that I am and
seek not to alter me.

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