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50k, Onesies, and Fatigue

50k, Onesies, and Fatigue

I hit 50k for NaNoWriMo on the 11th November. I didn’t say much at the time because I still have a long way to go before I finish the book and, for me, hitting 50k is not especially remarkable. It wasn’t my fastest year (2013 only took me three days), but also wasn’t my slowest (last year I hit 50k on on Day 26). It felt like an achievement, but in many ways one I only managed by virtue of…

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To-Do List Success and the Fatigue Monster

To-Do List Success and the Fatigue Monster

Term technically ended last week, going out in its usual blaze of glory with the performance of the annual Yule Play. (I’m in possession of the footage from all three cameras — yes, three — which means it will hopefully exist on YouTube in the near future.) Although I haven’t completed as much work as I hoped or needed to do this term to really feel accomplished, I’m mostly just glad it’s over and I can finally relax a little…

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Becoming A Landlubber

Becoming A Landlubber

Getting involved in Pirates of Penzance was meant to be my chance to experience student life. Not just the work side of it, with lectures and essays and supervisions, but the extra-curricular things too: to get involved in amateur dramatics and operetta in a way that I won’t easily be able to do in the future. It turns out that my body is not about that life. Look, I’m aware that as a student at pretty much the best university…

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Afternoon Naps And Essay Crises

Afternoon Naps And Essay Crises

Sometimes it occurs to me how much more I’d be able to get done if I didn’t spend quite so much of my time asleep. Take yesterday, for example — despite having set an alarm, I found myself waking up at 4pm, thoroughly confused and on the brink of panicking about how much work I had to do. With two essays to get done this weekend, I couldn’t really afford the ridiculous lie-in… but it happened anyway. And then I…

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Living The Uni Dream?

Living The Uni Dream?

Student life feels somewhat nomadic. I’ve just about settled down somewhere, and suddenly everything’s packed back into boxes and I’m in another city, trying to work out how to rearrange the furniture so that this term, I don’t have to move my harp out of the way every time I need to do … well, anything. So here I am: back in Cambridge, with the furniture now in its third arrangement since I arrived in October (only two things, the…

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Christmas Angst

Christmas Angst

I am not good at Christmas. I am not good at Christmas because it always catches me off-guard, and before I know it, it’s the 23rd of December and I haven’t yet done any shopping for presents. I am not good at it because surprises make me anxious, and so does not having presents for those who got one for me, and so does unfamiliar food. I am not good at it because every year something seems to go wrong…

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Pointe Me In The Right Direction

Pointe Me In The Right Direction

I was actually intending to post last night, but was so exhausted that I couldn’t. I thought I’d tell you about why I was so tired, and not in the sense that I’m moaning either! Here you go: Lucas laughs at me when we’re stretching at the beginning. I’m at my least flexible when I’ve not warmed up, and that’s saying something. For someone who loves dance I’m remarkably ill made for it, but I’m getting there. I stretch often…

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