That Finals feeling...

[annwfyn]

I'm back in Oxford this week and next. My coursework deadline is this Friday (and it feels very odd to be at this stage and only have some editing and tidying up of my two essays - when did I get organised?), I then have a couple of revision sessions next week, and then in three weeks time it is Exam Week.

It feels like Finals all over again. I'd forgotten just how horribly gut wrenching it is, that constant feeling that one ought to be doing something, even if it is just re-reading the same notes, or fiddling with the same essays that have gone through four drafts already. I'm aware that I'm hitting the same levels of tension and rattiness that I had before my operation. Well...OK...not quite. I haven't threatened to dump pierot yet (although I did threaten to throw him out of my car for arguing with me on how Camarilla status worked), so I'm doing a bit better than I have in the past.

I'm still the devil itself. I hear the Rolling Stones playing, and I think 'how sweet. Mick Jagger wrote a song for me. It's not entirely right, of course. I swear to god, I never laid a finger on Anastacia.'

Ah...that Finals feeling. How I have not missed thee...

Comments

[castorlion.livejournal.com]

Still coming tomorrow?

[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

Yes. That is the plan. You get me, jez and Ginnie.

I might need to drug myself with something to calm down and relax, but I'll be there. I've got you a birthday present as well which I'm rather proud of.

[melsner.livejournal.com]

I might need to drug myself with something to calm down and relax

I'm sorry, I don't think I can get cheap goth tat there in time.

And I haven't figured out how to mail Red Robin's milk shakes.

I can only suggest stroking the mini with the Legolas blanket and see if that makes you feel better.

[castorlion.livejournal.com]

Ben?

[twicedead.livejournal.com]

Ha. Ha.

He.
Ho
hehehehehehe

no beer and no tv make Ben something, something

[crocodilewings.livejournal.com]

Ever since I realised that Mick Jagger spends over a minute screaming "come on baby, what's my name?" again and again, that song's never quite been the same for me.

*grins*

[vilenspotens.livejournal.com]

although I did threaten to throw him out of my car for arguing with me on how Camarilla status worked

He's the ST, he wins... Although you do have an advantage in being the driver...

Re: *grins*

[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

I felt I had a dramatic advantage in being the driving and travelling at approximately 80 mph. Might wins over right, and the tac nuke is never parried with a rapier.

*wallows in evil*

[wildrogue.livejournal.com]

It's like banging your head against a brick wall. Lovely feeling when it stops.
Don't think of it as the last of the course, think of it as the run up to Aus. If you are a good girl you are allowed to go. (okay I see the flaw here too. it's been a long day)

[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

It's like banging your head against a brick wall. Lovely feeling when it stops.

SO true!

Oh - are you and Scott still up for Sin City tomorrow night?