Field of Daize’s

Ok, so I had the WEIRDEST dream last night. It was one of those “hyper-real” dreams. So I was walking along, and this guy comes up, and claims to be Jesus Christ. I think it is silly, and ask him to prove it, and somehow he does (like reading my mind, or something… it is blurry there). So the rest of the dream I’m talking to Him, and he basically said that I was a good human being, but that I’m likely to go to hell because I don’t belive in God.

I woke up feeling really strange, like I was having an epiphany. I even kinda thought to myself “hmm, well, God will give me a sign if the dream is true”. Then I realised I didn’t belive in God.. and forgot about the whole thing.

Yeah, bridgeclimb.. that is where it is at. Even though it took up a whole day, and has left my essay in a somewhat unfinished state, it was actually a lot of fun. We HAD to do it yesterday, otherwise our free pass would expire.
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My brain is no longer functioning. I really just don’t have the mental energy to do more than watch idiotic programs on TV. I wake up every day (never in the morning, I might add), with the feeling of dread, that I’m not going to finish this essay. As it is, it is incredibly underprepared. I’ve written very little.. and I just can’t get motivated. I hate the subject, don’t care much for the teacher, and I already have a shitty mark to work with.
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One of the hardest entries to write in. Basically, I really didnt’ go all that brilliantly in my thesis. I mishieviously got my marks back today, and the prognosis is less than optimal. I didn’t get to see the comments yet, but as it stands, I got 78.
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Fucking IQ tests. From my opinion, channel ten’s Queer test is probably scientifically more valid than the IQ test.
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My back is really hurting. I don’t know what I did to it, but I woke up today feeling wretched. I’m used to my back hurting all the time. However, this is different from my usual muscle pain. This time it really sucks.
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Sarah went into surgery the day that I handed in my thesis. I guess at the time I was too pre-occupied to think about that. Now I wish I had at least called her, to wish her luck. I’m actually feeling rather edgy about that at hte moment, and I hope I get to party with her later on.
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Post-thesis burnout. That is the only explanation I can come up with for the lack of energy that is sweeping through me. I rememember that at one point in hte last week of the thesis, I had an incredibly rush on energy, that let me stay up till 8/9 in the morning in an alert and productive state.

I think that perhaps my body is cashing in all its credits.
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Well, it’s done. Handed in, and now all there is to do is to wait for the marks to roll in. It is the most surreal feeling. It actually isn’t that bad….. I re-read it, and it is pretty acceptible. Final stats:

Word Count : 17, 589
Word Count with Footnotes : 19, 108
Number of Pages : 76
Number of Illustrations : 24
Sanity restored upon completion : 1

Thank you so much, mary, for making this thesis diary for me. You haven’t a clue how much it helped.

My god, it still hasn’t sunk in. The thesis is handed it. Done, hecho, fait. It is a grand feeling, though one that can’t be fully enjoyed, since I still have one more essay to hand in (late, offcourse).
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Well, it is all coming to an end. It is 2:30 on Saturday morning. I plan on printing this thesis out on Sunday, and getting it bound on Monday. I’ve practically done finished, all I need is to re-proof it, check dumb mistakes and re-write part of the introduction.
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Well, time is a ticking.

I was very tired today, and it proved to be a nearly unproductive one. Went into uni to get some references. Every other honours student is calm. I take it this comes from a good relationship with supervisors. I wish I still had Mick. If nothing else, he was interested in what I did. Well, I give him enough props… and reference him extensively.

I haven’t slept all night… but I did do some timely editing on Chapter 5. I’m actually pretty happy with it now. Happy with the editing, not so much with the work. Lorien is going to help out proofing, which should be good. He is the ninja to end all ninjas.

anyways ….

word count : 18249
Page count : 75
mood : eye is twitchy, jaws are clenched.

Well, just so that my procrastination quotient doesn’t go down after the recent wave of work i’ve been doing… here is the newest King Romulus is up.

Funnily enough, I drew this somewhere back in April. Prophetic, I’d say. Anyways, I put it up before Monday, because I thought it was kinda funny to include, all things considered.

As for the thesis… there is “something” written. Nothing good, but it is something. It has maths equations that have nothing to do with anything. It is great.

Well, there is SOMETHING written down. Not very good (as I was reminded today), but not that bad.

Total word count : 16341 (pending editing)
Mood : headache, tired.

Well, that gives me a comfortable margin for words. Even if I lop of a whole of the dodgy last chapter, I should have a reasonable tally. The pages are the interesting thing. 1.5 spacing and half the images on it brings the total to 70. That is going to be one hell of a print job, I can tell you. And some of those need color. Joy.

Ok, not as stressed at the moment. I’ve kinda just given up on the idea of having really good ideas, and I’m just going to get through this. I have put some of the ideas down… now it is up to them to figure out if I am a genius, or just a very naughty little boy.

Clean Count : 12805
Rough count : 4410
Mood : naked

Procrastinating… and I’m completely brain drained. So, I did what any human being would do… create a hedonistic place of worship.

The frienship Test

This is so silly, you just HAVE to try it.

I have nothing. My ideas are perhaps interesting, but pointless. What the fuck am I trying to say with this thesis? The only thing that I’m saying is that I’m trying to get away with writting something academic about a topic like comic strips. It says that I have the audacity to write 16000 words of utter dribble, with no real ideas and no clear direction

crap word count : 6815, although, really that should read 16815 crap words. The whole thing is fucking useless.
Mood : tired, really not wondering what the fuck i was thinking.

Too tired to keep thinking. All my ninja ideals were for naught. I am unsure if I can get this in by some decent time. But I have to go to sleep… or I’ll go insane.

Haven’t really finished either of the chapters… plus thereis much editing to be done.

Fuck.

Dicked word count : 5208
Still to go : About 2000 words
Mood : This is not the greatest thesis in the world… this is a tribute.

Well, i have to absolutely praise and thank the most beautifull Sally. She is a dear, and she was busy today scanning photos into the computer for me. She is so good to me, I don’t really know how to thank her enough.

Well, it is late at night, and I’m trying to get chapter 5 going. Chapter six is unlikely to get done in a hurry tonigh. Still, there are many hours till the dawn of handing the shit in, so maybe it will.

Rough word count : exactly 3300
mood : teeth clenching.

well, there is a new King Romlus up. Indulge me, and yourself.