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My thing is just over two thousand words including code. I have two hours. I am just about out of ideas and my head is thinking about exploding.

I don't even care right now. Which sucks, because if/when I fail then I really will care, but... There is a talk-ish thing which may let me pull off a pass.

Hmm. I will go and give it to the guy in person and ask him about marking and whatever. And if documentation from student support would help. And how much depends on what my supervisor says because there have been personality issues there. Etc.

I don't think I am going to get any more done. I don't think I care.

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Handed thing in. It was shite. I do not care.

Ugh. When I feel up to facing the rain I will go home and sleep. Maybe drink first. But I have choir tonight. Hmm. Depends how I feel. Right now I am going to compile supervisor's emails and send them to counsellor to show her what a wanker he is.

Joy.

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Dammit, I knew I should have left. Friend looked straight past me, and then she was talking to a guy and it seems she got an extension as well and she's brilliant and hardworking and all, and also the guy's gran is dying, and. argh. and there are people.

going. right. fucking. now.