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11/11/03 09:26 pminteresting things today. Got two babysitting jobs (i'm still waiting for someone to ring back about one) which makes need to christmas job a little less urgent, as hving some petty cash around will b big help (please be out til midnight, please be out til midnight).
Also, wrote another two chapters of OUAN, which ought to go up tonight. Two chapters is pretty good for me it was going to be one, but then a line about halfway throgh suggested itself o perfectly for a chapter heading i split it in half. I'm bit disturbed at the supreme levels of squick in hte second chapter though. I didn't realise I could write something that gross. Probably just as well I don't picture things when i write. I'll picutre before I write, but I haven't pictured any part of OUAN for a while hence (hence why it's such a struggle to keep going). So glad I'm not engaging my imagination on this bit though.
mini-rant: college only rang the bell for slence in hte main building at a11, so no one remembered. I didn't even remember to buy a poppy this year (usually there's people showing them in your face for about a month beforehand). These white poppies Del mentioned sound interesting though. Have to keep an eye out for those from now on.
Oh, yeah, and I got two more uni letters today. One conditional offer form UEA, A EngLit and two Bs, and one with a date (11 Dec) for a Cambridge interviews. See that casualness! XD
I'm praying I know someone, anyone, lese who gets the same interview date as me, because I'm going to be taking multiple trains all on my own, and I'd rather have company. Mother won't be coming with me. Oh, and it's a Thursady, so i might have to miss a bit of Wednesday, and could well miss all Friday if I take yet another train across to my grandmother's, since mum was intending to go visit that weekend anyway.
Not leaping about, but pleased. Except I was expecting to get an interview, so it's not even enough to be really happy abut. Fulfilled, possibly. See, it's the post-interview bit where I start, well, ignoring it altogether, actually. It's all a bit 1984 - I'm holding two contradicting statements in my mind as true. One - I won't get in. Two -I will get in. Simple as that, really, though there's reasoning. I won't get in because there are loads of brilliant students applying for tiny number of places. I will get in because AAAAB is a damn good set of results (which i intend to raise to AAAAA). See, I'm going to be pessimistic, because I'll either (a) be fulfilled again, or (b) be pleasently surprised. It's just that i will get in' which i'm trying to rid myself off, because that's a combination of Arrogance and never having failed before, even when I expected to. I have to stop coasting through life. It's going to stop, and i'd rather it was a more gradual process.
So, rambly rambly. Off to update stuff now.
Also, wrote another two chapters of OUAN, which ought to go up tonight. Two chapters is pretty good for me it was going to be one, but then a line about halfway throgh suggested itself o perfectly for a chapter heading i split it in half. I'm bit disturbed at the supreme levels of squick in hte second chapter though. I didn't realise I could write something that gross. Probably just as well I don't picture things when i write. I'll picutre before I write, but I haven't pictured any part of OUAN for a while hence (hence why it's such a struggle to keep going). So glad I'm not engaging my imagination on this bit though.
mini-rant: college only rang the bell for slence in hte main building at a11, so no one remembered. I didn't even remember to buy a poppy this year (usually there's people showing them in your face for about a month beforehand). These white poppies Del mentioned sound interesting though. Have to keep an eye out for those from now on.
Oh, yeah, and I got two more uni letters today. One conditional offer form UEA, A EngLit and two Bs, and one with a date (11 Dec) for a Cambridge interviews. See that casualness! XD
I'm praying I know someone, anyone, lese who gets the same interview date as me, because I'm going to be taking multiple trains all on my own, and I'd rather have company. Mother won't be coming with me. Oh, and it's a Thursady, so i might have to miss a bit of Wednesday, and could well miss all Friday if I take yet another train across to my grandmother's, since mum was intending to go visit that weekend anyway.
Not leaping about, but pleased. Except I was expecting to get an interview, so it's not even enough to be really happy abut. Fulfilled, possibly. See, it's the post-interview bit where I start, well, ignoring it altogether, actually. It's all a bit 1984 - I'm holding two contradicting statements in my mind as true. One - I won't get in. Two -I will get in. Simple as that, really, though there's reasoning. I won't get in because there are loads of brilliant students applying for tiny number of places. I will get in because AAAAB is a damn good set of results (which i intend to raise to AAAAA). See, I'm going to be pessimistic, because I'll either (a) be fulfilled again, or (b) be pleasently surprised. It's just that i will get in' which i'm trying to rid myself off, because that's a combination of Arrogance and never having failed before, even when I expected to. I have to stop coasting through life. It's going to stop, and i'd rather it was a more gradual process.
So, rambly rambly. Off to update stuff now.