dorianchrist

This is weird.

I'm actually feeling motivated to do an essay. I can see a plan of how to do it forming in my head, and even though it's 2500 words, I'm not bothered about word count. And yes, I know other people have had essays that are well over that in word requirements, sometimes I wonder if my degree is worth it. It seems like a total joke sometimes. Not just to people I talk to about it, to me as well. And I still feel like I'm gonna fail it. Bloody crap motivation.

But today seems different. I feel like getting into it and finishing it. I've got a trip planned to Dumfries to see the Tattooed Millionaires, then going to see them when they come to Glasgow. Two gigs when essays have to be handed in. But I spent 45 quid on the trip, so I'm gonna make sure I have the shit done so I can go.

On top of that, I feel crap for not seeing Carolyn as much as I feel I should. But I guess it's time to be a bit harsh, I've spent a lot of what should have been essay time with her over the weekend. The holidays will make it all worthwhile. And by the holidays, I mean basically after thursday onwards. So maybe I shouldn't feel that bad about it? I dunno. Conflict!

Dug out an old songbook of mine today, and there's some stuff in it that isn't half as bad as I first thought...