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( Dec. 7th, 2011 08:10 pm)
Okay, I slept for eighteen hours last night, I am slightly recovered now, so I can post this. *grins*

I graduated yesterday. I now officially have an undergraduate degree, Bachelor of Arts in archaeology and geography. *grins* Got the piece of parchment and everything. Hee!

And it was a good day, too. A nice ceremony (though I was apparently the ONLY female there in trousers and flats - I missed the memo on dressing up, it seems), two pretty decent speeches by the University President and a guest speaker. But more to the point, I got to meet back up with a lot of the people who helped me. My mentor and friend. My counsellor at the DSS office. The tutor who helped me through those last couple of months when I had what felt like a dozen essays to get in at once. *grins* It was so nice to say hello to them all again. And I got a startlingly large amount of hugs. From parents, too. I'm the first in the family to graduate since Mam herself. Heh.

Plus. I got to see my city again. My college. I missed them so, these past few months. I really, really did.

Though they've gone and redone the interior of the geography department while I was gone. That did annoy me. I liked those old stairs! They were my friends! They were the best spot for a quiet sit-down before you hit the library, dammit! *grumbles to self*

Oh, I have to go back there. In, you know, a couple of decades when I've made enough money to do some courses on the side. The archaeology department introduced a course on underwater archaeology, the bloody year after I leave! I will have to go back. I miss the bloody place already ... Heh.
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( Sep. 29th, 2011 06:38 pm)
*rubs face* This makes no damn sense.

I made it through college. It took me five years when it should have taken three, but I did it. I fought my way through two years of the most debilitating and downright terrifying nervous breakdown I've ever experienced, came back, went to the doctor, got diagnosed with Asperger's, took a bad few months where the med started to kick in, got every help I could legitimately get my hands on, spent eight months working non-stop to catch up, to get through the essays and the exams and the work, worked all the way through the goddamn summer, made it, got the fucking 2:1, and fucking won. I goddamn DID IT, I knocked my head into something approaching shape, and fucking did the job.

So why, a month after I got to stop, a month after I actually WON, after I get to rest ... why do I spend half a week unable to sleep for fucking nightmares of failing exams I didn't even sit? I haven't studied maths in five years. That archaeology field report was three years ago, and I passed it. For the love of sanity, I do not need this shit now! I won. I do not need to exhaust myself trying to sleep through nightmares of things I already beat.

*growls in exhausted frustration* I hate my head. I really, really do. *slumps*
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( Sep. 13th, 2011 03:51 pm)

Apologies for the capslock, but. *grins manically*
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( Sep. 1st, 2011 12:46 pm)
Okay. I'm back on the other side of the country now. I'm finished college. As in, moved out of student accomodation, finished. Huh.

I miss my city already.
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( Aug. 29th, 2011 06:01 pm)
I've just handed in my last two essays. And it turns out that the date given to me by the Disability Service may, in fact, be too late, and they may not actually accept the submission of these two essays, but you know what? Sod it, piss on it, and fuck it anyway. They are done, they are in, I've just done two essays in two days, I finished my exams last week, I HAVE JUST HANDED IN MY FINAL WORK OF MY FINAL YEAR, and I am finished.

Gods and little fishes, I need to go sit down and cry somewhere for a while. I did it. Whether they accept the work or not, I did it. Three years and one fucking hell of a nervous breakdown later, I AM DONE.

*collapses in a heap*
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( Aug. 27th, 2011 03:53 pm)
I've two days to do two essays, and I'm still half-crashing off the exam-high. This weekend is going to SUCK.

In other news, I found myself watching an episode of Stargate: Universe yesterday. And ... I kinda liked it, kinda a lot. *grins* For all that it's supposed to be the worst Stargate going. But I liked it.

I think this may be largely due to the fact that it seems to be pretty much an Oughties, American version of Blake's 7. As in, a mismatched bunch of people who really, really don't like each other, stuck on a highly advanced alien ship that they mostly don't know what to do with, unable to go home. I mean, yes, the reasons are different (being lost somewhere out in the universe is not quite the same thing as being unable to re-enter society owing to being mostly criminals and murderers and rebels), and the aims of groups are very different (get home vs overthrow the galactic government), but the character dynamics and a lot of the situations are surprisingly similar. There's even a Blake-vs-Avon analogue in Young-vs-Rush, the (relatively) idealistic leader vs the conniving, seemingly amoral scientist with his own agenda. And there's kinda a Cally echo in TJ, and maybe Jenna in Wray, and even Vila with Eli (at least as far as Only Sane Man goes) ... Haven't seen Servalan yet, unless you count the vicious blue aliens, but still. *grins* Rather similar. With some Trek: Voyager and DS9 thrown in for spice.

That said, if Rush starts running around the place in spike-studded black leather and having Foe Yay with the blue aliens, I'm probably gonna have to leave. *grins*
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( Aug. 24th, 2011 04:10 pm)
I just sat my last exam. After three years of trying to finish this goddamn year, I've just taken my last exam. That ...

I mean, I'm not finished. I've two pieces of work to hand in for monday before I'm done, and I'll have to do them in the next two days, but ...

I'm nearly there. I'm goddamn nearly there.

... I have a stack of DVDs for this evening, I think. And I'm gonna go out and buy a pint of ice-cream in just a few minutes. I think just for tonight, I'm gonna curl up in a ball on the bed, watch something that doesn't need thinking about too much (I've The Incredible Hulk and Mission Impossible tv boxsets, or I could watch Prison Break on the laptop), eat something really, really bad for me, and just ... Just think of that. Nearly done. Last exam. Don't think about the rest of the work until tomorrow, and just ... vegetate. Heh.

And it was a nice enough exam, too. But then, I always did love Viking archaeology. *grins faintly*

Okay. Ice-cream, first. Then, relax. Heh.
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( Aug. 15th, 2011 04:29 pm)
*collapses* Right. First exam done. Eight pages worth, for two questions, it should be fine. I forgot who Hecateaus of Miletus was, of course, and I've a feeling no exam for an archaeology module should devolve quite so fast into an argument on the legacy of colonialism, but. Done now.

It always surprises me how little passing an exam has to do with actual knowledge of the subject. Well, not little, but ... Passing an exam has to do with three things: depth of knowledge, quality of argument, and ability to convincingly suck up to the examiner. Which is depressing, because you'd think it should be mostly the former, but it isn't. I've passed exams with answers that were very light on actual facts, but were well argued and happened to pander to the biases obvious from the lectures (even if it's not the lecturer correcting, in a lot of cases either the lectures are borrowing off wider biases, or the people correcting are students of the lecturer to start with).

This ... both amuses me, and rather depresses me. Knowledge should be about knowledge, not about how best to use what knowledge you have to make the correct impression. But ... well, the main thing the past year has taught me is that, whatever your subject, whatever the knowledge it enshrines, nothing, nothing, is without use, or bias. And the college system, academia, is most certainly not free of agenda, or of using.

*blinks some* I haven't eaten. That was a very political exam. And I think I may be crashing slightly. Hence, vague depression. *ducks sheepishly* Oi. I'm gonna go eat and shut up for a while.
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( Aug. 6th, 2011 08:09 pm)
*slumps in exhaustion* Essay one down, three to go. And tomorrow, essay two will happen, come hell or high water.

I am so, sooo not used to this wham-bam-thankee-ma'am pacing. *groans*
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( Jul. 27th, 2011 08:17 pm)
My dissertation is, finally, done. Long, long, long after it should have been, and by this stage I hate it and loathe it and want to kick it in the teeth it doesn't have, but it is done, finito, through, and I don't care now if it's the shittiest thing the department has ever seen on paper, I am finished!

*cries in relief* Oh gods, I need sleep. But it's done. I did it. It's done.
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( Jul. 25th, 2011 04:14 pm)
Life at the minute is not so much a run to the finish (I have until end of august to get all my coursework done, plus exams), or even a walk, but more a exhausted stagger, a fall only barely held off, save for the odd faceplant here or there. Heh. In other words, life is crap right now. I keep going, then collapse, then pull myself up, then collapse, then ... You get the picture. I'm not exactly talkative right now, is what I'm saying, and for that I apologise. *exhausted* Expect me to be ... sporadic at best, for the next month or so -_-;

Though ... meme I've seen around, wherein you guys do most of the work (*sheepish smile*):

Speculation: if there was a Big Bang out there that assigned you an author (me), what fanfiction would you like me to write for you at 50,000+ words?

Be as detailed as you like: characters, pairings, threesomes, fandom, genre, theme, plot, setting, historical period...this is an exercise for your imagination and you wouldn't have to write it! ;)

Disclaimer: Naturally, I am NOT actually taking prompts for 50,000-word pieces (do you want me to lose what little mind I have left, heh heh?) but is just for fun! And also this is like a poll that shows me my strengths as perceived by you, my flist, because, after all, it's all about me, right? ;) Have fun!
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( Jun. 28th, 2011 01:46 pm)
Ladies and Gentlemen, I am good at exams! *grins* Boo-yeah! Lowest result 56%, highest result 74%, with a 63% average. Which is a 2:1. Go me! And that exam I thought I bottled utterly? My second highest result at 73%. Oh yeah! Bullshit readings are off the charts over here, ladies and gentlemen, but it is quality bullshit!

*bounces, jiggles around her room, grinning like a loon* Half my course out of the way, with a 63% overall mark. I am the man! *fistpumps happily*

Now I gotta go buy ice-cream. Lots and lots of ice-cream. *beams*
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( Jun. 8th, 2011 03:40 pm)
Forgive me. I am trying, very slowly, to write an essay that is already two weeks late, and it's not going well. I've been remiss in responding to people, and my apologies for that, but it'll probably be a few days yet before I manage to catch up. *ducks head* My apologies.

Also? Sanctuary is bad for you! I'm trying to research factory innovations and their subsequent social effects, and one of the key figures there, of course, is Thomas bloody Edison. It's a very strange sensation to be researching someone so long dead, for an academic essay, and still feeling a surge of petty, personal dislike every time I read his name -_-; Not to mention the brief surge of vindicated satisfaction when reading that Henry Ford, after some strenuous convincing and much objection, eventually chose AC over DC. Last nail in a coffin, there. All this, on behalf of a man also long dead. Sanctuary, and Nikola Tesla, you've a lot to bloody answer for!
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( Jun. 5th, 2011 04:45 pm)
I hate essays. In, you know, short. I hate essays.

I think I have a couple of cuddle!fic left to write. That might take a while, as per the above. *grins sheepishly* My apologies.

For something shorter, borrowed, I think, from [livejournal.com profile] samjohnsson:
Ask me anything. I will answer.
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( May. 26th, 2011 05:06 pm)
Aaaand, back to work. Essay due for Monday. Joy.

Also, randomly, and for some seriously bizare reason, I have a strong urge to see a Sanctuary/Professionals crossover featuring James Watson/George Cowley. Why, I'm not sure, except perhaps for the image of the late 70s UK Sanctuary dealing with CI5 and the Not So Civil Civil Servant. *shakes head at self*

So, to distract myself, both from work and randomness, a meme:

Comment with any ship (romantic or platonic or maybe even non-existent!) from a fandom that you know I have some knowledge about, and I will rant about aforementioned ship. This may be incoherent gushing or exclamations of disgust, depending on your ship of choice.

Usual caveat: only my personal shipping opinions/preferences, take with the usual grain of salt. Heh.
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( May. 10th, 2011 04:09 pm)
So. That went ... better than expected. Not actually well, mind you, but better than expected. Thank Heavens for being a pedestrian and reasonably attentive to my surroundings, that let me bluff rather well on the urban regeneration question -_-; Also, thank the Grande Parade Library for doing a photo exhibition on the city over the past century. Wonderful source for off-the-cuff comparisons.

*grins sheepishly* To quote my father, and grandfather: If you can't dazzle them with facts, bamboozle them with bullshit. I can now proudly say I am definitely my father's daughter. Heh.
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( May. 10th, 2011 10:02 am)
Okay. I have an exam in two hours, and I can't make head or tails of any of this, so ... that probably won't go very well. *quivers* Oh, crap.

Did watch 3x15 Wingman to try and calm down.

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( May. 9th, 2011 04:12 pm)
Second exam done and dusted. *collapses, sighs in relief* And this one actually went well. I am good at historical geography, good at cities, good at colonialism. Good at getting slightly oblique angles on the topic. This exam, of all my exams, is the one I'm actually likely to pass, and possibly even pass well. Heh.

Consequently, I'm a little euphoric at the moment. And tired. And possessed of a random urge to write Methos fic, for some reason. *frowns in confusion* Meh. Question not, self. At least not until you're slightly more coherant, anyway. *grins faintly*
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( May. 6th, 2011 09:11 pm)
Okay. So. Today was the first examination I've taken in three years, and it ... went sort of okay? I mean, what I've written probably wasn't worth the paper it was scrawled on, but at least I managed to answer two questions, and get seven pages out of them, and approach at least one question from various angles ... Gah! Not thinking about it. Still probably failed. But ... went sort of okay, and I can ... I've remembered what it's like to take exams now, so hopefully the next couple should be a bit easier. Hopefully. Maybe. *fingers crosses*

And then ... because I'm dead tired and unable to think straight at the minute, I was browsing through document fragments on my laptop. Bits and pieces, early drafts of fics, stuff like that. And I found an earlier draft of Close, one that went in a ... less porny direction. Heh. And since I rather liked it anyway, I thought I'd just post it up here as a snippet, and show people how different things can be between drafts, and yet how sort of the same. Heh.

This version's more Nigel's shakiness and recovery:



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