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Post-Exam Plans and Sleep

Post-Exam Plans and Sleep

I don’t make a habit of apologising on my blog every time I disappear for weeks at a time, but I feel like I probably should, because… yeah, I disappeared for nearly a month this time, and I feel bad about that. To be fair, I have an excuse, which is that I was mired in the hell of Cambridge exams, and have actually done more work in the last two weeks than in any other two-week period since I…

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Healthy Body, Healthy Mind

Healthy Body, Healthy Mind

I hear the refrain healthy body, healthy mind quite a lot. (Well, I read it quite a lot. Usually on people’s blogs as they try and inspire other masochists to get up at 6am and go for a run. WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO YOURSELF?) Mostly, it annoys me, because as someone who is chronically and mentally ill, both a healthy body and a healthy mind seem out of my reach. However, I’m trying to work on the basis…

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Blame My Dissertation

Blame My Dissertation

I haven’t been sleeping as much as I’d like recently. I probably still sleep more than the average person; it’s still the Easter break, I’m still fatigued, and I don’t often get up before noon. But I’m not sleeping well. I find it difficult to drop off, however late it is when I go to bed; a lot of that’s to do with anxiety, and I’ve had some significant panic attacks lately, though I’m not certain why. Even once I…

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Looking Ahead #goals

Looking Ahead #goals

So. As promised, time to look at my goals and resolutions for 2016, in order that my failure to meet them can be public. Yay! (I’m kidding… sort of. I always set very unrealistic goals, and life always gets in the way of sticking with the same plans for a whole year, but I do plan to try.) Observation #1: if I want to have a decent work ethic this year, I probably should have written more than 484 words…

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Poem-mas Day 6: Fighting The Early Hours

Poem-mas Day 6: Fighting The Early Hours

Whoops! Bit of a late one, this — I was singing in our church’s carol service this evening, and while I’d hoped to get the blog post done this afternoon, I slept instead. Because naps. However, since I know a lot of my readers are in other timezones, I guess it doesn’t matter when I post as long as I do. Today’s poem is once again from Crossroads Poetry. It originates from a point in my life when I was…

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Consistency and Success

Consistency and Success

I’ve been pretty absent from this blog for a while now. Actually, if you knew me in real life, you’d know that I’ve been pretty absent from all sorts of things: lectures, social activities, ballet classes… The vague illness I’ve been feeling for a few weeks decided to completely decimate me for the past week, which I spent primarily in bed. On the plus side, I watched all thirteen episodes of Jessica Jones and the first season and a half…

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You Win Some, You Lose Some

You Win Some, You Lose Some

This year, I told myself, I’m going to be productive. I can’t control my health, but I can get ahead with my work, and then when I inevitably have a health crisis in the middle of the term, it isn’t so bad. Two essays due for early next/this week? Not a problem. I can do that. And on Friday and Saturday, I did. I was woken at eight by a fire alarm, so I got straight on with the day:…

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A Summer Of Stories

A Summer Of Stories

It’s official: I survived my first year at the University of Cambridge. I’m now back at home with my books and my parents, trying to ignore the mound of stuff on the floor behind me that still needs to be unpacked, and feeling guilty about my complete lack of blogging recently. And there’s good news, too. Not only did I survive, but I passed, and with plenty of marks to spare. I found out yesterday that I got a 2:1…

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Tired

Tired

I may be rather absent from my blog for the next week or so. Not because anything has happened, or because I don’t love you all as much as I said that I did in my last post – simply because I am tired. The sort of tired that would probably be solved by a lazy day, twelve hours’ sleep, and a hiatus from having to do any work, but also the sort of tired that builds up over time…

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Crash And Burn

Crash And Burn

I have a self-destructive streak. By the end of every term I am exhausted and I fall ill during the first week of the holiday; I sleep for three days just to catch up from all those nights of going to bed one hour later than I should have done, and by the end of the three days I’ve done about two months’ worth so I’ve got another month to go. But still as every term starts I sign up…

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