Difficult weekend. Greg's gran died on friday, just as we were about to leave on our trip. I will miss her, she was a really lovely person. funeral was today, it was quite hard, I'm not so good at funerals, and greg was struggling a bit with it all. I'm very very tired. Still got essays to finish now.

and it all came tumbling down...

Sigh, these last few weeks have been horrific in terms of work! Just not keeping up, reading about 100 pages a day :( I've almost finished one essay, but have yet to start the other one, and I'm going to write off redoing the question sheet, just haven't got the time. My research proposal has turned into a nightmare... Peter has gone away, and wont be back before the proposal is due and he left before signing the sheet saying he will be my supervisor. I tried emailing him but he wont reply, so now I'm trying to contact Hedley to be involved as well, so I'll have two supervisors, although I haven't told Peter this because he's away and Hedley hasn't come back to me yet. Breathe. Ugh, best made plans hey. Just don't know what to do, and don't actually have the time to sort it out, as I have another question sheet due on friday, 2 essays due monday (but I'm going away, worst timing ever), two presentations, a group meeting on Wednesday and Jan's birthday dinner tomorrow, my three years with greg on thurs. I am going to crawl into the foetal position rock manically for the next hour or so, then pull myself together and start working. And I have to write a stupid progress report to get the other half of my scholarships, so if I don't perform the moneys gone! I just want to go shopping, and watch tv, and bake something and read something other than derrida and the formation of African Literature. Apologies for the rant! xxx