Why am I up at 7:30 in the morning, I hear you ask? 'Have you slept, Fiona!?' No, I have not. This is because somehow, over the course of a week I've managed to throw my sleeping patterns completely out of whack. It couldn't have come at a worse time. Why? Because I have an essay due on Tuesday, and I haven't even started the research. Personally I think that they've over-shot, once again, by setting us a 2500 word essay. Utopias and Dystopias did the same thing last year, and it nearly killed me scraping that one together. Ugh. They seem to be springing a lot of 'new' modules on us without really knowing what they're doing and I really wish they wouldn't. It's risking my end grade and I'm going to have to try harder in all my other modules just to pick up the slack. I mean, that won't be too hard but I shouldn't have to do it.
Well, on another note, I pouted at my sister until she gave in and gave me Fallout 3, which she got me for my birthday. I have been playing it almost non-stop since, having completed The Pitt, Operation: Anchorage
and several side-quests over the past few days. I also nearly completed Mothership Zeta
before I ran out of stimpaks and kept dying and my game kept locking up... so I quit and decided to level up some. I reckon I'll try to get to level 26 or so before I try it again. Maybe I'll download Point Lookout
and do that... then I have all of the DLCs too... =3
Hm. I still have this nasty cough. I've now had it for two weeks and I'm on antibiotics after the doctor told me I have a mild chest infection. It seems to be clearing up so I'm pleased about that (even though I'm not taking the antibiotics properly because I'm never awake at the right times). My sleep pattern, or lack thereof, currently means that I'm slacking on just about everything. I'm probably losing weight, too. I'll put it back on, but there's something alarming about seeing the scales duck under nine stone (that's 126lbs). I'm also slacking on my Hetalia fanfic, which I really want to get finished (probably five, six, maybe seven chapters left in it, that I can get done in a week if I try), and I need
to finish chapter six of my Fable II fic. I'm half done, it shouldn't take me a month to write a 2800 word chapter. Seriously.
I planned to look for a job this week, you know. I guess I've been so preoccupied with being ill and doing not very much at all that my time's just gone out of the window (and don't you hate it when time does that?)... and now I'm probably going to sleep until 5pm unless someone wakes me, which no one ever does... I'm going to set my alarm for four hours and see if I can stay awake. I probably won't. Geh. I'm hungry, too. If this were a weekday the parentals would be gone in about 45 minutes and I'd be able to get some food.
It's now 8am, by the way.
My to-do list for today is;
- Change bedsheets
- Plan & start essay
- Write chapter thirteen of Hetalia fic
- Finish chapter six of Fable fic
Getting all of those things done would be nice. Honestly? I don't see it happening. I'll probably get up, nom something, then go on Fallout. God knows I will try to drag myself away from it to do at least the first four things on that list. Especially the first one. That's important.
I need to start this essay tomorrow. Need
to. I don't want to be doing it all on Monday night.
Now 8:08. Signing off.