Distracted by shiny things

I am really pleased about the Oscars, though that maybe because the only nominated films I'd actually seen were Slumdog and Milk and really love Kate but still.

In other news, I have to do THREE essays this week and a presentation and I am scared. I have no idea why I left things so late, but I have and now should just write essay number one, only it needs to be good, because it is in the class where my other essay was bad and my presentation was really bad and my tutor must think I am stupid. Need to prove him wrong, but am unable to write this essay. I don't know why, it is an interesting topic (Feminist Security Theory) and I have done lots of reading but it's like a mental block. But I need to write it now, so that after a double seminar tomorrow can write essay no 2 in the afternoon, as both are for Wednesday. Essay number 2 is much easier and I know it will be good, like the two before it, with very minimum effort. But 1 is evil and I really need it to be good, so I know it won't be. 3 is for Friday. Or at least I am physically incapable of writing it before that. Have sort of done presentation, at least.
 
I am doomed.

P.S. Bought a paid account for the first time in ages and have lots of pretty new icons! Yay!


ETA: Oh and none of my comments have been emailed to me for a while now, has this happened to anyone else? It is very annoying!

"The worst pair of opposites is boredom and terror. Sometimes your life is a pendulum swing from one to the other. The sea is without a wrinkle. There is not a whisper of wind. The hours last forever. You are so bored you sink into a state of apathy close to a coma. Then the sea becomes rough and your emotions are whipped into a frenzy. Yet even these two opposites do not remain distinct. In your boredom there are elements of terror… And in the grip of terror - the worst storm - yet you feel boredom, a deep weariness with it all." The Life of Pi

Not much else I can add apart from two things I discovered today, one is that I am no longer able to write essays (specifically introductions) and two I remember absolutely nothing for any of my papers (specifically Bentham to Weber, my last exam, in the afternoon of a double day) If I was still able to write essays I might put a conclusion here, which would probably refer to doom and failure, but I can't so you are spared.

Hope people with exams are doing fabulously and people in England have been enjoying the glorious weather I've been hearing rumours about and that everyone else is generally doing okay!!

Going back to Oxford tomorrow, I suspect that might mean long radio silence what with collection failing and all round catching up. Last few days have spend less time revising and more time immersing myself with OC fic, it's like fic after fic after fic and vids and things and I don't know it's like I thought I got over that obsession back in season 1, back when the OC was GOOD. Which it isn't anymore but I am still addicted *pokes flist* Is there anyone here who is with me? Go on admit it, tell me you are secretly addicted to the shiny californian life? PLEASE. And it isn't even slashy anymore, and I am all for Summer and Seth. What is wrong with me?! Not that I haven't been reading the slash, it's like Ryan/Seth forever, it just really makes me happy and makes me forget imminent failure and doom. Lookit it my new icon! That is why I love House. :D

I think I am running away on Friday.


Last few days have been up and down, was in bed with fever on Saturday, but after that things got better and now I just have the cold which I can live with.

OH.  Am probably getting a new phone and was looking at different ones online with my brother's help because my criteria for phone choosing is pretty much based on nothing but looks.
Brother: No Katia, that's crap.
Me: But, it's so SHINY! *_*
So I chose one and my mum was here and I was showing it to her when my brother decides to click on a different tap, the one with my LJ. Now my parents know I have a LJ, about fandom and things, but well my header has boy kissage and when I tried to click away it sort of froze and so I slammed laptop down and shouted at brother for clicking about all the while my mother is right here and not saying a word. Ahahaha oh god. :( And then we moved on and we said nothing and it was so weird. Maybe she chose to ignore it, I mean what can she say. I suppose I was lucky, my header is hardly adult rated art but still. I totally did not handle it smoothly.