Showing posts with label exhaustion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label exhaustion. Show all posts

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Bad Student Bad

Today I am too tired (hungover?) to dare write any big blog entries for fear that they would be unintelligent. I don't want to disappoint you guys. So what crazy nocturnal adventures put me in this condition? To find out you will need to check out my other blog:
buttout.blogspot.com
Sorry, I don't mean to be sarcastic. That was just the exhaustion talking. See, this is why I shouldn't be allowed near a computer until I recover. Which begs the question, if I'm too tired to write snarky comments about procrastination, then how in the world can I write my thesis? The answer: not well. I've glued my butt to this chair all day long. I have suffered. And I have made little progress.

(This painting by Banksy illustrates how I feel today.)

Thesis Progress: Is it a bad sign that I've been too embarrassed to tell a bunch of strangers my stagnated progress?

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Chapter 3 = VANQUISHED!

This morning I turned in Chapter 3.
It was 64 pages long.
That equals 2 days late and 14 pages over limit.
A low score for me.
But done nonetheless.
As a reward I downloaded Guitar Hero III to my cell phone.
Now I sleep.
Back to work tomorrow.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Study Anthem O' the Day: "Burn My Shadow"

It's nearly 2 a.m. and my ability to string words together needs to be conserved for the thesis all-nighter. In lieu of writing, I'll let this music video speak for me. It pretty accurately describes my inner turmoil and back pain. OK, maybe I'm exaggerating a little. This video is pretty dark, and my life isn't so horrible in comparison. Now that I think about it, I don't know how conducive the music is to studying. You tell me.


UNKLE - Burn My Shadow
The actor is Goran Visnjic and the vocalist is Ian Astbury (from The Cult)

Friday, March 21, 2008

Yet Another All-Nighter

The spirit is (more or less) willing, but the body is weak. Last night, I wimped out. Five hours of sleep does not even count as sacrifice in today's 24-hour society. But tonight, I REFUSE TO SLEEP UNTIL I E-MAIL THE COMPLETED CHAPTER 3 TO MY THESIS ADVISOR!

The only kink in the plan is that I have to go to Traffic Safety School tomorrow at 7:30 am (Fie on you, photo radar!). Now, I'm prepared to go to the stupid class on no sleep (a gangky, unshowered look will probably help me fit in), but it does give me a solid 7:30 a.m. deadline. Will I make it? Heck if I know. Tune in tomorrow for the exciting conclusion of ... Chapter 3 thesis deadline!

PS. This painting is the perfect visual representation of how all-nighters feel. And I'm a horrible person because I forgot the artist, though I'm pretty sure it's Van Gogh. Anybody know?