For all you shatter is our seeming, And in breaking we are free

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*

Okay. I'm just going to write this out now, because tomorrow I'm going to go fail an exam because due to panic and breakdown and illness and worry about dissertations and crap, I've spend exactly one day studying for a subject that's supposed to have upwards of a 100 hours study time attached. According to the lectures, one third of your peers last year failed this module, you haven't done the reading, you're all going to FAIL. Which, you know, cheerful. Helpful. Not at all panic-making. Anyway.

So, since I'm about to fail my Geography 3001 exam, Theory of Geography, I'm going to write out what geography, studying geography, seeing geography, has meant to me. So that, tomorrow, when I'm crying and in the dumps, I can look at this and remember why I love the subject, despite all the current evidence to the contrary. I did this a couple years back (here), but things have somewhat changed a little since then. Heh.

Something coming out of discussions I've been having lately, both academic and personal. The exercising of power through surveillance and the creation of standards, and why it scares the crap out of me sometimes. Quite personal, in viewpoint, I will warn you:

I've just handed in the first essay I've completed in three years. *holds stomach* I feel a bit queasy. I hate this ... handing your thoughts up for people to judge you for them ... Ugh. *shakes head at self* I'm going to be panicking until I get it back, I know it.

On the other hand ... first essay completed in three years. That's gotta be worth something, right?

Anyway! Want to have thinky-thoughts on something that hasn't got my future riding on it. So. Not promising anything, but ... If you could pick one topic for me to do a meta/essay-type thing on, what would it be? *lopsidedly smile* I'm actually curious. Heh. Go me.

Shipping vs Pairing. Or my version thereof, anyway. Possibly weird in that I actually see a difference between the two? To explain the ways in which I am not picky, and the ways in which I am very picky indeed, and why. Contains lots of examples, because I like talking about them. *grins*