End of an Era(tional fear of writing)

I am printing the shit.

54 pages of crap about a topic I no longer have any interest in!

It's amazing what months of working on one thing can do to the initial joy you had for it.

I say joy, I mean mild enthusiasm!

My deadline is Friday and here I sit at clubbing O'clock on a Saturday printing it so I can try to get it handed in on Monday.

Oh what a feeling
seeing is believing...

Thats what I shall be singing come Monday aft when the bitch can finally get out of my life.

Not to say I am not pleased with it...coz I am, and I think its quite good all in all. Could be better, but then what couldn't! You can spend forever trying to improve, so there comes a time when enough is enough and you have to decide to stop. Tonight that moment came.

I can only imagine the weight of relief when it's done as then I can concentrate fully on what I came to university for...to take pictures!

The last writing hurdle is handing in my proposal/brief for the exam project this Wednesday. First task...decide on what I am doing for it!

Just had a horrible thought...is there a maximum size they can spiral bind in printers? The shit is 54 pages on monstrous heavy weight paper...if its too big I am gonna have to shrink the font and print the whole thing again! Fingers crossed its ok.

Sorry for the lame post, especially after such a gap...but my mind has been elsewhere recently!

Normal service will resume as of tomorrow.

Peace out.

P.S If anyone wants to read the Shit, just ask ;)