Swings and things

I won't lie, it's not a great start to the third year. Over the summer, as always, you get out of the swing of things and it is so much effort to get BACK into that swing. Ok, I'll ellaborate a little further.

The first thing about third year is pressure, it's the final year, it all counts and ARGH, you're stressed before you've started. Then of course you have to start everything - reading and writing until it comes out of your ears. I'd hate for this to become a "whine", don't get me wrong, it's not all doom and gloom, but it is different.

The main problem at the moment is the disseratation. It's like trying to get into a night club without your ID. You can't get in (you can't start writing) until you have what you need. Which is of course the main issue. Getting past those metaphorical bouncers in your head, opening the flood gates of inspirtation, it is a bloody difficult task.

Anyways, onwards and upwards! We'll see what happens next.