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Oct. 29th, 2006 03:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
*blinks mournfully*
I was going to work. I swear to god I was. but now it's practically morning and I'm cold and tired and sleepy and so to hell with it, because it won't take me long, surely, because I know exactly what I'm doing with it...
And 40% of the mark is for using 5 question types. Which I've done. They need refined, sure, but... relevance of the questions is only 20%. Then 30% for the clear objective (meh, by the way, but I can bullshit that in ten minutes flat. Hell, my title's practically an objective in and of itself: Gender Differences In Internet Shopping Among British Students) and 10% for overall presentation. E. Zee. So much so that I just can't be arsed sitting down and making myself do it. Though I'm amusing myself by such things as the choices for gender being Female, Male, Other (please specify).
Ho. Hum. Am cold and going to sleep now. (This house is trying to give me hypothermia, btw. I got up in the early afternoon on Friday and was so. cold. I would have got up earlier but, brr, and my early class was cancelled. It's because the heating's on a timer for a couple of hours in the morning and more in the evening - y'know, when normal people are at home.)
Oh, and I have a bruised toe because I kicked a lamppost because I ran away from a shop because the assistant talked to me. Well, really I kicked my steel toe-cap and the toe-cap kicked the post, because my boot wasn't laced tightly enough, which was dumb. I suck, that's sad, whatever, I said I was going to sleep and I am, really, I've just started babbling because I'm getting to that point and also I've barely spoken to anyone today and also I am too full of sugar because I've eaten about a kilogram of chocolate since Wednesday (no, literally, I mean that) and blah, blah, blah, brrr, etcete-fookin-ra.
I was going to work. I swear to god I was. but now it's practically morning and I'm cold and tired and sleepy and so to hell with it, because it won't take me long, surely, because I know exactly what I'm doing with it...
And 40% of the mark is for using 5 question types. Which I've done. They need refined, sure, but... relevance of the questions is only 20%. Then 30% for the clear objective (meh, by the way, but I can bullshit that in ten minutes flat. Hell, my title's practically an objective in and of itself: Gender Differences In Internet Shopping Among British Students) and 10% for overall presentation. E. Zee. So much so that I just can't be arsed sitting down and making myself do it. Though I'm amusing myself by such things as the choices for gender being Female, Male, Other (please specify).
Ho. Hum. Am cold and going to sleep now. (This house is trying to give me hypothermia, btw. I got up in the early afternoon on Friday and was so. cold. I would have got up earlier but, brr, and my early class was cancelled. It's because the heating's on a timer for a couple of hours in the morning and more in the evening - y'know, when normal people are at home.)
Oh, and I have a bruised toe because I kicked a lamppost because I ran away from a shop because the assistant talked to me. Well, really I kicked my steel toe-cap and the toe-cap kicked the post, because my boot wasn't laced tightly enough, which was dumb. I suck, that's sad, whatever, I said I was going to sleep and I am, really, I've just started babbling because I'm getting to that point and also I've barely spoken to anyone today and also I am too full of sugar because I've eaten about a kilogram of chocolate since Wednesday (no, literally, I mean that) and blah, blah, blah, brrr, etcete-fookin-ra.
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Date: 2006-10-30 01:44 pm (UTC)Running away from shop assistants? I had one of the not speaking to anyone days yesterday didn't see anyone all day a whole Kilogram of chocolate?! Wow!
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Date: 2006-10-30 02:50 pm (UTC)Sigh.
The chocolate was a present so the calories do not count. That is True. And it was only... four of those big bars...
Ugh to world wish it stop now grr.