March 6th, 2009

happy girl

Assignment woes.

I so can't be bothered about my essay anymore, I can't even begin to describe how can't be bothered I am. It is, quite honestly, the absolute worst essay I've ever written in my entire four years of law school, perhaps my entire life. I know I say this all the time and practically after every assignment, but this time, I mean it. I know I say that all the time too, but boy, if you had a glimpse into my working process for 10 seconds, you'd completely agree with me.

It's either a testament to my staunch belief in my abilities, or an outrageous manifestation of my laziness, when I start writing my assignment at 1 a.m. on Thursday when it's due on Friday 4 p.m., and finish it 1 a.m. on Friday - and I have genuinely no intention to change the content. Even if I wanted to, I don't have the time anyway - and the reason I can even do this, cut so close to the deadline, is because I have no intention of changing the substantive content of what I've written in the first place. Effectively, I'm submitting an edited version of the first draft, the editing being, of course, the excruciating process in which I tear my hair out trying to cut out words and keep to the word limit.

The thing is, I've been doing this for four years, submitting first drafts. Public Law assignment instantly comes to mind: writing my essay at 4 p.m. the day before it was due and pulling an all-nighter and finishing it at 6 a.m. without actually finishing it; I botched the last bit because I was too tired, and that last bit was boring anyway. That wasn't fun, believe me, and it's precisely because it wasn't fun, as well as the fact that I was awarded a B+ for it, that I remember it so well. I don't remember as well subsequent first drafts, though the recent Intelligence Law exam was also a first draft. Then again, I don't think the 12-hour time frame lent very much to one's desire to have more than one drafts.

The only assignment I submitted that wasn't a first draft was the Emergencies term paper - and that got me an A+. A lesson, I think, can be learned here. Put in the effort, put in the time, put in the brain cells, actually think about what you're writing.

So, yeah, I guess I know I'm totally selling myself short here. But it's too late to do anything about it. I can't look at the stupid KL Declaration anymore, and it's nearly 3 a.m. and I need my sleep. In a larger sense, I just don't give a shit anymore. Not just about this assignment, but about this semester. I am disconnected, detached, disinterested, indifferent. I should be alarmed - but I am disconnected, detached, disinterested, indifferent.

I dunno. Oh well? Too bad? Yeah. There you go.

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I only have 36 words left to get rid of but OMG, I'm so lazy and sick of this. Plus I haven't done my citations. I hate citations. Fuck.

happy girl

BLOODY HELL AMERICAN IDOL!



OMG I TOTALLY GOT FOOLED BY AMERICAN IDOL.

Anoop and Matt whatever were the last two wildcards. The last spot was between the two of them, and when Simon said that Matt made it, I was SO SAD.

Three seconds later, Simon went, "There will be a top 13."

OMG. BASTARDS! WHY DO THEY KEEP JERKING ANOOP AROUND?! Yesterday he was the last to be called into the wildcard round, and now he thought he didn't make it?!

THEY ARE SO MEAN.

BUT OMG I'M SO HAPPY ANOOP MADE IT. YAY. I CAN KEEP WATCHING THIS SHOW!!

On another but related note, I hate the way they treat Tatiana. Sure, she holds herself out to be a joke, but that girl has some serious vocal skills. She sang that song really well and I had no idea what the fuck Randy was going on about when he said there were bad moments. What bad moments?! Okay, so the last note was completely overdone, but the rest of the song was near-perfect. Her singing is absolutely effortless. Too bad about the unfortunate persona, but do they have to keep making fun of her? It was in such bad taste.

And speaking of bad taste - Randy actually called Anoop something 'brown' something. BROWN? How fucking racist. The way they (minus Simon) were falling over themselves wanting this Puerto Rican contestant to speak in Spanish yesterday was also extremely inappropriate and just...these people are adults. I understand they may not have a brain, but come on. I'm disgusted.

I must say though: I really don't like Megan and Jasmine. Jesse was SO robbed, and was Tatiana, and no, I can't believe I just said that.

Having said ALL that, and despite my love for Anoop (he sang Britney Spears' My Prerogative, by the way - awesome), no one comes close to the genius that David Cook was on the show. Seriously.

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In other news, I CAN'T BELIEVE MY FRENCH BOYFRIEND DROPPED THE FIRST SET IN HIS DAVIS CUP RUBBER AGAINST TOMAS BERDYCH. He was broken in his opening service game but managed to break back and take it to a tie-break, but he lost the tie-break. I really want to watch this! I don't understand why SuperSports can't broadcast another tie after the Russia one. Ugh.

ALLEZ GILLES!

Yay he just broke Berdych in the second set! I love Gilles. <3

And I've decided that my loyalty lies with Roger and Switzerland, so...HOPP SUISSE! They're playing at 3 a.m. Singapore time. Dammit. I hate it when tournaments are played in the US; the time difference is just not human.

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I was gonna talk about something else but on second thought, maybe not.

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I'm getting so tanned, I disgust myself. I really ought to stop playing tennis under the hot sun. My skin is all weirdly blotchy now and I don't understand why. Ugh. My legs are absolutely killing me right now; tennis today was soooo tiring. I didn't eat much for lunch and it was REALLY hot and I legitimately thought my asthma came back at one point. That would've been really shit if it'd came back, considering I haven't had an attack since I was, like, 8 or 9.

My forehand is still...sigh. Let's not even talk about it. Served pretty well today though, and hit a few awesome backhands but also missed quite a bit. Oh well!

I'm really tired. My grandparents and uncle are coming from Taiwan tomorrow and I'm gonna have to give up my room to my uncle until Monday. Boo! But I don't mind 'cause he's really nice. YAY SO EXCITING.

Lastly, I went to school today to hand in my Human Rights assignment and - is this even worth mentioning? - on second thought, it's not worth mentioning.

Suffice it to say, you, my dear, are still someone I'd much rather walk on hot coals barefoot than to ever see again. Oh well.

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ETA:

I saw this on the Davis Cup live score: Ace (backhand)

?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?! How do you serve with your backhand?!?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Gilles has a set point! AND HE MAKES IT! Yay! <3

I'm surprised Gael Monfils isn't on the French Davis Cup team but Richard Gasquet is. I guess Monfils probably didn't want to play. I do really enjoy watching him play too; he's incredibly athletic and moves with such lazy ease on the court. Extremely watchable guy.

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ETA:

Tried watching some live stream but it was so choppy I gave up. But still, I managed to see Gilles - HE SHAVED! HOORAY! It's about time, boyfriend; the hint of the beard was quite fugs, sorry. But I still love you.