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Month: August, 2015

Bye, summer! Hi, grind!

Today was the last day of my summer break. There has been a homework assignment on Blackboard for about a week now, that I haven’t looked at. This is the first of around 35 assignments I will have to complete to pass that class. I have to email my supervisor to discuss how I am ever going to write a thesis proposal that will be to the liking of The Powers That Be. I have to start writing my thesis. The level of aversion I feel is high, very very high. But on the other hand: uranium mining it’s not and if I manage to stay healthy, all of this will be done in 5 months.

I have decided to take an extra class in business writing. This is the first time our university offers a 99,9% online class and I thought I should support that, so that maybe they’ll offer more online classes in the coming years. Not that it matters to me anymore as I have no credits left, but I am quite sure that there will always be students who, like I would have, will benefit enormously from the possibility of taking online classes. And I also hope that this business writing class will distract me a bit from all the other things I still need to do.

Apart from being very anxious for this semester to be over and done with, I also can’t help but feel a deep sadness about how my studies transpired. I remember the almost extatic happiness I felt when I decided to go back to university, and the high hopes I had. It was going to be the start of a new life, it was going to “fix” the wrong turn(s) I had taken years ago. I was finally going to become the person I was always supposed to be. Of course I am aware that these hopes were quite unrealistic and a bit on the childish side, and probably inspired by all the “after a long and difficult life I went back to university where everything was perfect and I turned out to be the most brilliant genius this side of Foucault”-stories I read online. What can I say, I am a sucker for comeback stories. And it really, really hurts that this isn’t mine.

However, I can’t dwell on these feelings for too long as I don’t want to get into the good old “f*ck this sh*t” state of mind and drop out. Because although at this point in time I really feel like this BA degree has the same value as a fourth typing diploma (I trufax have three typing diplomas already!), I think it’s best if I do get the piece of paper anyway. And that is as hopeful and positive as I can get today. Bonne rentrée, everybody.


Clark, sleeping

In an interesting new position:


Rest assured, his nose is most definitely on his paw.

Aaand… I’m back!

What’s that saying again, “A hiatus is what happens when you’re busy doing other stuff” or something? After having spent most of July indoors and noticing that I was sliding into a funk of epic proportions, I spent most of August doing things Not At Home: I met up with friends I hadn’t seen in a long while, went to a theme park, visited a museum and left my house entirely so a new floor could be installed in my bedroom.

I also had an attack of The Arty and ventured outside of my usual artyness by creating two huge paintings, to be hung on a huge white wall.

First, there’s “LP goes Pollock”:

LP goes Pollock 1

which was indeed created by throwing paint onto the canvas. This was a lot more complicated and strenuous than I expected it to be. I have a new found appreciation for that Pollock dude, that’s for sure.

The creation of the second one did not involve the throwing of paint:

Kunst 2

While The Big Kahuna sees a heart that’s beating in a hardcore fashion, I sorta see a highway. The person who commissioned it however is convinced it’s a Rorschach test, so we’re both right. 😀

From Sunday on, I will be resuming my regular posting schedule, so things will be back to normal. Well, to as normal as things get around here.