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IT'S ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE
Feb. 15th, 2009 06:02 pm*claws up from mountain of papers and debris* I'M FINALLY FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE *wheezes*
~*A TALLY OF THE PAST FEW DAYS*~
DAYS ASSIGNMENT WAS HANDED IN LATE: TECHNICALLY TWO, whooops! ...I wanted to send it late Saturday evening Thai time (-6 hours for Vienna), and had woken up since 6.30AM for a last ditch day of crazy writing, but then THE ELECTRICITY WAS FUCKING CUT FROM 9AM TIL 4PM, so that was pretty much a pipe dream. FUN FACT: Writing things out by hand kind of SUCKS, especially if your modus operandi is like mine in which I first randomly write some rough version of the text first and then repeatedly hack at it over and over again or until everything slots together. MMMH MICROSOFT WORD BB.
I am basically banking on the fact that Teach is normally super chill about such things, ahhh I feel so guilty about the SECOND DAY, it's like in my personal slacker rules, handing in an assignment a day late can still sometimes fly (especially if the deadline is like XX-DAY, MIDNIGHT, which just begs to be somehow abused), but crossing that second day mark just makes you feel like a GIANT DOUCHE somehow ._.;;
FINAL WORD- AND PAGECOUNT: 39 pages with all the bells and whistles, around 9,200 words and 34 pages of actual BAKK1 goodness (I beat the minimum pagecount of 30 WOOO). AND TO THINK I STARTED FEBRUARY OUT WITH 15 PAGES, laaaaaaawl.
AMOUNT OF GRAMMAR MISTAKES AND RETARDATION CAUGHT BY AWESOME PROOFREADER OLGA: .....EMBARRASSINGLY HIGH. GOOD LORD IT'S LIKE I CAN'T WRITE COLLEGE LEVEL GERMAN AHH. Seriously, Olga, I owe you so much man--shall do my utmost best to get you something extra super pimping as a Mitbringsel!! ILUILUILUUUU ♥
HOURS SLEPT: Always quite reasonable! 6-7 hours, and the last few days in Ma's fantastic new bed in the New House~ It's been giving me the weirdest dreams lol. And the sleep was mainly because I started to deliriously type gibberish in the late hours of the night and would snap to my senses and stare at things like "Smokey and the boys were standing in the hallway" under my supposed paragraph on the "Kulturparadoxe nach Marieke K. de Mooij" >_>;;
THINGS I AM NOW LOOKING FORWARD TO:
-working on a MAD TAN so that Carmen might gaze upon me and weep with despair and envy (and then probably match the moment it gets warm enough for her to jog again in Vienna lol)
-my face looking normal again, godddddd I don't know if this is some reaction caused by stress or whatever, or my face not being able to deal with the switch from WINTER!! to FUCKING HOTHOUSE!!, because I have blotchy bits on my face that looks like I am afflicted with some weird disease that is causing my skin to flake off. I love how it's centered around the corners of my mouth too, so that the ultimate Jesus Christ, what is wrong with your faaaaaaaaaace effect can be seen ://///
-FINALLY CATCHING UP ON EVERYTHING, I was online every now and then because, you know, ADDICTION IS A CRUEL MISTRESS, but now I can actually comment! *goes off to do so now*
~*A TALLY OF THE PAST FEW DAYS*~
DAYS ASSIGNMENT WAS HANDED IN LATE: TECHNICALLY TWO, whooops! ...I wanted to send it late Saturday evening Thai time (-6 hours for Vienna), and had woken up since 6.30AM for a last ditch day of crazy writing, but then THE ELECTRICITY WAS FUCKING CUT FROM 9AM TIL 4PM, so that was pretty much a pipe dream. FUN FACT: Writing things out by hand kind of SUCKS, especially if your modus operandi is like mine in which I first randomly write some rough version of the text first and then repeatedly hack at it over and over again or until everything slots together. MMMH MICROSOFT WORD BB.
I am basically banking on the fact that Teach is normally super chill about such things, ahhh I feel so guilty about the SECOND DAY, it's like in my personal slacker rules, handing in an assignment a day late can still sometimes fly (especially if the deadline is like XX-DAY, MIDNIGHT, which just begs to be somehow abused), but crossing that second day mark just makes you feel like a GIANT DOUCHE somehow ._.;;
FINAL WORD- AND PAGECOUNT: 39 pages with all the bells and whistles, around 9,200 words and 34 pages of actual BAKK1 goodness (I beat the minimum pagecount of 30 WOOO). AND TO THINK I STARTED FEBRUARY OUT WITH 15 PAGES, laaaaaaawl.
AMOUNT OF GRAMMAR MISTAKES AND RETARDATION CAUGHT BY AWESOME PROOFREADER OLGA: .....EMBARRASSINGLY HIGH. GOOD LORD IT'S LIKE I CAN'T WRITE COLLEGE LEVEL GERMAN AHH. Seriously, Olga, I owe you so much man--shall do my utmost best to get you something extra super pimping as a Mitbringsel!! ILUILUILUUUU ♥
HOURS SLEPT: Always quite reasonable! 6-7 hours, and the last few days in Ma's fantastic new bed in the New House~ It's been giving me the weirdest dreams lol. And the sleep was mainly because I started to deliriously type gibberish in the late hours of the night and would snap to my senses and stare at things like "Smokey and the boys were standing in the hallway" under my supposed paragraph on the "Kulturparadoxe nach Marieke K. de Mooij" >_>;;
THINGS I AM NOW LOOKING FORWARD TO:
-working on a MAD TAN so that Carmen might gaze upon me and weep with despair and envy (and then probably match the moment it gets warm enough for her to jog again in Vienna lol)
-my face looking normal again, godddddd I don't know if this is some reaction caused by stress or whatever, or my face not being able to deal with the switch from WINTER!! to FUCKING HOTHOUSE!!, because I have blotchy bits on my face that looks like I am afflicted with some weird disease that is causing my skin to flake off. I love how it's centered around the corners of my mouth too, so that the ultimate Jesus Christ, what is wrong with your faaaaaaaaaace effect can be seen ://///
-FINALLY CATCHING UP ON EVERYTHING, I was online every now and then because, you know, ADDICTION IS A CRUEL MISTRESS, but now I can actually comment! *goes off to do so now*
