Music Crisis

ARGH!!! I plucked my laptop into the uni network forgetting
that I've shared my folder when I was at home, so uni ever
so kindly deleted all my mp3s on my laptop. ARGH! Now I'm
stuck at uni with no music, besides the "sample music" that
came with windows. Even those I have to use them VERY
carefully so I don't get sick of it. I was gonna go to ECM
and buy a new CD to just relief this a little but even that
is closed for Christmas and New Year. ARGH! I can't work
without music! Heck I can barely live without music. ARGH!!!

Whatever am I supposed to do!? *sob*

/even caffeine can't fill the void. *sob*

The need for a break

Fact: human perform better after a nice rest. Productivity normally increase once a body has been resting and their mind refreshed. With that in mind, I'm taking a long weekend break. :P

Of course I'm going to bring some work with me. It's virtually impossible to get away from work when you're doing research and the topic has to be constantly at the back of your head. As a friend pointed out to me very kindly, there's no holiday for the postgrads. Readings aren't going to analysis themselves. But it'd still be good to take some time off to somewhere else and a nice change. :)

I spent the morning in court because of jury summon. As it turned out it's not all too bad because there was only one case and the guy pleaded guilty at the end, so no one needs to be there. Isn't that cool? :)

Ok, with Beatles playign in the background, I'm going back to work so I won't have to take too much work with me to the trip :P

I’m pushing an elephant up the stairs

Holy crap! It's not until I try to search on the other guys that I realise I'm going to end up having A LOT of reviews to do. :|

Anyway, Currently onto the team 2 or 4 that I was going to focus on. All the other ones I'm just going to group under their listings, unless of course if they actually done something really really different, which I doubt very much. But only 2 more weeks on this to go... eek and a half! Hopefully it'd all be done by then.

Lunch break, Dr. Phil, then back to work. :P

Dreams

I slept in a littel today. And being stressed out as
I normally am, I kept dreaming that I'm waking up.
It's really tiring. I'll "wake up", and then realise
I'm just dreaming that I woke up, so I'll "wake up"
from the dream and get up, and try to varify that this
is real, and when I convince myself that it's real,
I'll find that it's still a dream. Then I'll wake up
from that dream, and the cycle continues.

Once I really got up I got really paranoid about whether
this is still a dream. And convinced that there's no way
in knowing. When I was in the dream I thought that was
real too. Sure there were things that now I woke up I
wonder why I didn't pick up at all. But when I was in the
dream it made sense. I even felt pain when I bumped into
the bookshelves in the dream, and decided that this pain
can't be a dream.

So maybe right now I'm typing this in my dream. Who knows.
Or maybe you're just dreaming about reading my blog. :)

The battle is ON!

Aim: to get my literature review done before the end
of year, and convince supervisor that I need to actually
do more research before I can decide how to go about my
project.

Progress: Just starting. Getting there... slowly.

In other news: I tried to fit back into the pair of jeans
I "grew out of" today. It's still a wee bit tight but it
sorta fits! horray!

/a little less conversation a little more work please...

Someday you're the pigeon, someday you're the statue

And Today I think I'm definitely the statue. In fact I think for the whole of this week I'll be a statue.

The week is going to be ridiculously busy, got tonnes of little things to do. And tonnes of not so little things. *sigh* If I survive I ight tell and tale some days.

Back to work I go...

Until you spread your wings, you'll never know how far you can walk

Curse it. I feel like writing another murder mystery. Again. Not as a party, but as a novel.

Everyone, all at once now, "Ha. Ha."

It's just that I got all these ideas in my head and if it's not for my complete lack of literary skill I would probably start writing. Short stories. Novels. Something.

It's not so much that I can't write. It's more to do with the fact that I'm so extremely careless that sometimes what I write just don't make sense. Like how I mixed up words in my head. It's not even conscious. It's like my hand has a mind of its own or something. Maybe that's what
automatic writing is about.

Maybe I'm a psychic.

There's also the fact that I don't really have much of an attention span. Not to mention that I'm interested in almost everything. Recently with the painting and all (AND actually get pretty good review from people), and I want to move onto jewellery making. And now there's the writing another murder thingy.

I wonder when, if ever, I'll start being interested in my thesis.