Dissertation is finally done! I handed it in yesterday along with the surprising revelation that 7,500 words of dissertation was far less stressful than Monday when I handed in 9,000 words of essays.
I have a conundrum! Tonight the Dropkick Murphys are playing in Nottingham and one of my friends is going and said I should join her. BUT I’m already supposed to be spending the night in with one of Hairy’s friends watching Brave and/or Tangled. I mean, how unfair a decision is that? Both are equally amazing and would make me stupendously happy. So what do I do?
I am coming to the conclusion that I am very much a person with a phases of the moon approach to emotions/being. I have periods of time where I’m fine to be in company, I love being around people, no problem at all! Other times I’d rather be sat in the metaphorical kitchen at the party of life, where you can hear everything but it’s calmer and occasionally crazy party people whirl through in a gust of alcohol and giggles. Sadly the dissertation has left me tired and drained, so it’s a bit of an effort to be sociable. I still don’t know why people always think I’m so positive and enthusiastic! I think it’s because they don’t see me in the mornings when I’m bleary Do you prefer the kitchen or the dance floor?