Don't you give me no line

You know when you have to write an essay and you've done all the research and read the necessary things and made the right notes and then...you realise that you can't put it off any longer, there's nowhere to hide, you actually have to write the damn thing now? Yeah, that's where I'm at right now and at this moment in time, jacking in college and saying 'fuck it all' sounds like a far more attractive prospect than doing the stupid thing. Who wants to go to Oxford anyway? I mean, really?

Except that I will do it. It was supposed to be in almost two weeks ago. Normally I'd not bother now but there's a small matter of the 15th being next week and I have to submit two pieces of work to my chosen college by then, to see if I can get an interview. Granted, I could do it over the weekend but that leaves precious little time for it to be marked. Although...hmm. I have tomorrow afternoon and evening free and if I could get her to mark it overnight on Monday, then maybe I could leave it until then...

...interesting. That may well happen because ugh. Hamlet's a great play but after making notes and the subject matter of the essay appears obvious, I find it really difficult to actually bother writing the damn thing. Writing up the obvious is just boring.

And this is another reason why I have problems with studying.

But! I did come across something interesting an hour ago, as I trawled for info. You know there's always been a whole debate about whether Shakespeare was who he said he was and there's no real proof that his plays were actually written by him (I totally didn't until I read the Thursday Next books a few years ago, but whatever)? Well, I found this article that puts forward a potential candidate for who he really was. I find it interesting, although hardly conclusive. The dude seems to base his theory almost completely on themes in Hamlet. But still, I enjoyed it even though its depressing to think that there was really no Shakespeare - as we think of him - after all.

...I really need to stop procrastinating. (I totally got a letter from the college today saying I have to go to a meeting to explain my absences or I'll get chucked out. And I'm walking with a limp at the mo because I can't bear to throw out my old skate shoes that have travelled the world with me, even though they cause me physical pain now. And I spent lots of money on indulgence food to bake cakes and mince pies tonight. And...OK OK, I'm going.

After I upload a couple of albums. Yes. *goes*)

*open mouthed*

I've been offered a place to read History at Royal Holloway.

...

...holy crap.


*squee*