master’s thesis

Day 545 – Where Are Ü Now?

Usually when I’m late to posting, I try to fill up all the extra days with ‘cheat’ entries, trying to recall what I did on those days that I forgot to post. Well, baby, it’s been 484 days so you’ll just have to deal.

The good news is I completed my thesis! One month longer than I originally planned because I had glandular fever or what the cool kids call “mono”. It’s amazing how many people get sick during postgrad and not even realise it. It’s like we expect that deterioration of our health to be just another regular aspect of university. Fun fact: If you read back, you can see my descent into glandular fever. I didn’t even know I was sick but I was always complaining about it. Silly workaholics.

I'm fiiiiiine!

I’m fiiiiiine!

Anyway, here is the thesis in all its shiny, wonkily-bound glory. As my high school history teacher used to say, “There are many like it, but this one is mine”. He was actually talking about why we weren’t allowed to touch his newspaper and I don’t really think many people devoted themselves to analysing the engagement strategy of basic-cable teen channel but nevertheless, I successfully completed something! Yay!

My baby. Except it's better than a baby because it took longer than 9 months. Shhh just let me have this, it might be the only child I ever create.

My baby. Except it’s better than a baby because it took longer than 9 months. Shhh just let me have this, it might be the only child I ever create.

Hopefully finishing my thesis means you can forgive me for failing so hard at blogging. To be fair, I started this blog because I wanted to keep myself accountable for all the things I had been doing instead of working on my thesis. Because I was so hard at work, I didn’t have anything to write about!

…That’s my story and I’m sticking to it…

I will blog a little bit about the grade that I received for my thesis and all the cool things that have happened since then. It doesn’t really make sense to follow the daily blogging pattern anymore but I’ll try anyway so that I have things to do now that I’m unemployed. Yay again….?

Things I did today instead of working:

  • You didn’t read my post, did you? TL;DR I’m done with my masters. I can do whatever the hell I want. BAHAHAHA!
  • Actually, I spent the day marking assignments. What else is new? Seriously this whole blog should have just been entitled “Confessions of an Assignment Marker”. I reread most of my old posts and it’s just me ranting about how busy I am with assignments.
  • I watched Weeds. Such a good show. Here is a photo of Silas to help make your day brighter.
All right, jeez Silas. I already explained why I haven't been blogging!

All right, jeez Silas. I already explained why I haven’t been blogging! Chill.

Random lyrics that might as well have been written about the process of writing Master’s thesis:

I’ve paid my dues
Time after time
I’ve done my sentence
But committed no crime
And bad mistakes
I’ve made a few
I’ve had my share of sand
Kicked in my face
But I’ve come through

And we mean to go on and on and on and on

We are the champions – my friends
And we’ll keep on fighting
Till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
‘Cause we are the champions of the World
– 
Queen

Day 61 – I’m Just A Crosshair, I’m Just A Shot Away From You

Cheat entry

Seriously though.

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I really need to plan exactly when I’m going to be writing these entries. I just keep ignoring them.

Things I did today instead of working:

  • Went for a stroll with A 🙂
  • Celebrated with KT. Congrats on finishing that MA, babes. You’re an inspiration to us all.

    Apparently it's not a myth. it can be done.

    Apparently it’s not a myth. it can be done.

  • Had dinner with JK and GR. JK’s first attempt at cooking for people. You go, girl!

    You definitely did better than this :)

    You definitely did better than this 🙂

Random ‘here we go again’ lyrics:

Your eyes tell me how you love me
Can feel it in your heart beat
I know you like what you see
Hold me, I’ll give that you need
Wrap your love around me
You’re so excited, I can feel you
Getting hotter, oh baby
I’ll take you down, I’ll take you down
Where no one’s ever gone before
And if you want more, if you want more
More, more, more
Jump! For my love!

– The Pointer Sisters

Day 58 – They’ve Got Me Runnin’ and Hidin’ All Over Town

I feel slightly incompetent today. I wrote the wrong grade in for one of my students and I feel pretty bad about it. Everything worked out fine but BAH I hate screwing up something that I checked over and over and over again. It just means next time I’ll be even more anxious and paranoid about the things that I do for tutorials.

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I still haven’t gotten around to watching Pretty Little Liars. What is this? I wonder if there is reasoning behind my reluctance to keep watching this show even though I always enjoy it when I do. Is this reasoning something that I can incorporate into my thesis?

ANSWERS. I NEED ANSWERS.

Things I did instead of working:

  • Met up with L. It’s so great to meet people that you have a lot in common with. I find it so inspiring to talk to aspiring writers, I wish I had their kind of passion and sense of certainty about what they’re doing.
  • Went to JG’s birthday dinner! Karaoke woooooooooo
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  • Set up meetings with C and A. I’ll allocate second letters once I know, haha.

Seriously though, my weekend is looking so busy now. I have so much thesis stuff I want to do this weekend. THEY MUST BE DONE!

Random lyrics I shamelessly sang at Red Hill. Own it, babes:

You know you love me, I know you care
Just shout whenever, and I’ll be there
You are my love, you are my heart
And we will never ever ever be apart

Are we an item? Girl, quit playing
We’re just friends, what are you saying?
Say there’s another and look right in my eyes
My first love broke my heart for the first time
And I was like…

Baby, baby, baby oooh
Like baby, baby, baby nooo
Like baby, baby, baby oooh
I thought you’d always be mine (mine)

– Justin Bieber

Day 57 – Please Forgive Me, For Forgetting To Blog Like I Do

Cheat Entry 😦 😦

What is wrong with me? I really am a goldfish.

goldfish

Just kidding. I’m not forgetful, I’m just really lazy.

I did spend some time thinking about the dead girl trope in Pretty Little Liars and how I can use that to consider the trickle-down effect of innovations at the high-end of television. I feel like there’s something there but I am starting to worry that perhaps I either chose the wrong case study or I am heading towards somewhere very different from what I originally intended. Oh the joys of postgrad.

Things I did today instead of working:

  • Bought an e-reader. Guess who’s gonna be reading about fan cultures and Pretty Little Liars on the bus?
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  • Spent all night telling five different people about my thesis and going into detail about how I plan on going about it. For fun. I’m that boring person at the party that talks about work.

 Random lyrics stuck in my head:

I got a Black Magic Woman
I got a Black Magic Woman
Yes, I got a Black Magic Woman
She’s got me so blind I can’t see
But she’s a Black Magic Woman and
she’s trying to make a devil out of me

– Santana

Day 56 – Please Forgive Me, I Know Not What I Do

Cheat Entry 😦

For shame

For shame

I don’t even remember what I did today. I apologise.

I think I did a lot of photocopying. Oh yes, and I read from Matt Hills’ Fan Cultures book. I also vaguely remember feeling unwell.

Am I a goldfish?

Things I did today instead of working:

  • Swiped right and left. It’s amazing how many matches you get during stormy weather. I guess there’s nothing quite like being alone on a cold night to make people want to window shop on Tinder.
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Random  lyrics for the stormy seasons:

Love is in the air
Everywhere I look around
Love is in the air
Every sight and every sound

And I don’t know if I’m being foolish
Don’t know if I’m being wise
But it’s something that I must believe in
And it’s there when I look in your eyes

– John Paul Young

Day 53 – It’s Over and Done But the Tiredness Lives On Inside…

YES.

ALL THE (SUBMITTED) ESSAYS ARE DONE.

Let us rejoice at the return of sleep. Sleep is so beautiful.

Not so smug now, are ya princess?

Not so smug now, are ya princess?

Things I did today instead of working:

  • Instead of working? Nothing. But I did rewatch episodes of Orphan Black with my mum in between essay marking as a reward for every 5 essays I marked. Woo!

    I haz time management skillz

    I haz time management skillz

Random Hannah Montana lyrics I shamelessly sang in the shower:

Sometimes I wish when the phone rings
That it would be you saying, “Let’s hang out”
Then you confess that there’s something special
In between us, why don’t we find out

You don’t know me, guess you don’t need me
Why you’re not seein’ what you’re missin’
On the outside shyin’ away
On the inside dying to say

I’m unusual, not so typical
Way too smart to be waiting around
Tai Chi practices, snowboard champion
I can fix the flat on your car

I might even be a rock star

– Hannah Montana

Day 52 – Everybody Hurts

CHEAT ENTRY

I was feeling a little unwell yesterday so I didn’t write an entry. This about sums it up.

Phantom ache. Why do you plague me?

Phantom ache. Why do you plague me?

Things I did today instead of working:

  • Brunch with SH. Perhaps it was something I ate that is attempting to rip its way out of my stomach?

    Oh hai

    Oh hai

  • On the bright side, I finished season one of Orphan Black. The sickness strikes again!
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Random bridge-burner lyrics:

Here’s your ticket pack your bags, time for jumpin’ overboard
The transportation is here
Close enough but not too far, maybe you know where you are
Fightin’ fire with fire

All wet hey you might need a raincoat
Shakedown dreams walking in broad daylight
Three hun-dred sixty five degrees
Burning down the house

It was once upon a place sometimes I listen to myself
Gonna come in first place
People on their way to work baby what did you except
Gonna burst into flame

– Talking Heads