Verbosity killed the cat
Oct. 21st, 2003 09:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ravenI am the most verbose person I know.
Seriously. Just looking at my last entry is enough evidence for the point, and since then, I have been writing an English essay on Brave New World, and somewhere down the middle of page four, it struck me that I talk so much while saying so little. I am currently of the opinion that Thomas More is the most verbose published author I can think of - he uses twenty words where one would do - but I'm still guilty of the same thing to a greater or lesser extent.
I'm going to school again tomorrow, this time to KGV. I've been wailing to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cucharita about public transport - I'm scared of buses - and have decided I need to actually get out of bed if I want to get into Southport in time to meet hathy_col (12.30 outside Homebase, it is). We will wander on to KGV from there, which will be good as I get to see cucharita, and then both Enid and Colleen have mentioned my "meeting people" so there's that, too. Before I leave Southport, I want to go into WHSmith. I have £25 worth of book tokens to use - I'm planning to get Jingo, Guards! Guards, and Carpe Juggulum. It's rather sad that the Quest is now winding down. I've read nineteen Discworld books and there really aren't that many to go.
I'm quite looking forward to tomorrow, actually. I rather wish I was going to Alton Towers on Friday, so I'll have to come up with something to do that day. Monday is our next meet-up-in-Liverpool day, but I've got a week to fill before then. And I know I could do some work, but hell, no. I've done one English essay tonight, and there's another one to do, which I can't do because like an idiot I left my anthology and notes in school, and then there's a Biology write up (I wrote in my diary, "Write up WP experiment", and it took fifteen minutes' concentrated thought before that resolved into "water potentiality", so I think I ought to do that soon) and I think I have a Chemistry test after half term. So yes, I ought to be working. I have four modules in January, so I ought to be thinking about those.
But no. Right now I'm still engaged in the fine art of doing nothing, and besides, I resent a system that involves taking five sets of board exams in two years. I can't revise for those modules when I still haven't been taught most of what's on them, so I get the feeling that there's something wrong somewhere. I'm looking forward to getting out of here. It's half term now - I'm one twelfth of the way through.
God help us all.
Seriously. Just looking at my last entry is enough evidence for the point, and since then, I have been writing an English essay on Brave New World, and somewhere down the middle of page four, it struck me that I talk so much while saying so little. I am currently of the opinion that Thomas More is the most verbose published author I can think of - he uses twenty words where one would do - but I'm still guilty of the same thing to a greater or lesser extent.
I'm going to school again tomorrow, this time to KGV. I've been wailing to
cucharita about public transport - I'm scared of buses - and have decided I need to actually get out of bed if I want to get into Southport in time to meet hathy_col (12.30 outside Homebase, it is). We will wander on to KGV from there, which will be good as I get to see cucharita, and then both Enid and Colleen have mentioned my "meeting people" so there's that, too. Before I leave Southport, I want to go into WHSmith. I have £25 worth of book tokens to use - I'm planning to get Jingo, Guards! Guards, and Carpe Juggulum. It's rather sad that the Quest is now winding down. I've read nineteen Discworld books and there really aren't that many to go.I'm quite looking forward to tomorrow, actually. I rather wish I was going to Alton Towers on Friday, so I'll have to come up with something to do that day. Monday is our next meet-up-in-Liverpool day, but I've got a week to fill before then. And I know I could do some work, but hell, no. I've done one English essay tonight, and there's another one to do, which I can't do because like an idiot I left my anthology and notes in school, and then there's a Biology write up (I wrote in my diary, "Write up WP experiment", and it took fifteen minutes' concentrated thought before that resolved into "water potentiality", so I think I ought to do that soon) and I think I have a Chemistry test after half term. So yes, I ought to be working. I have four modules in January, so I ought to be thinking about those.
But no. Right now I'm still engaged in the fine art of doing nothing, and besides, I resent a system that involves taking five sets of board exams in two years. I can't revise for those modules when I still haven't been taught most of what's on them, so I get the feeling that there's something wrong somewhere. I'm looking forward to getting out of here. It's half term now - I'm one twelfth of the way through.
God help us all.