The Eye of the Tiger...

It's the thrill of the fight, well so says Survivor.  Imagine if you will a montage of clips sped up that show the crux of a film reaching its climax.  I'm living that montage right now.  Life has sped up, everything is happening at a hundred miles an hour but I don't currently feel like there's a happy ending to all of this.  I have ideas for my last two essays.  I have quotes and bibliographies.  But by the end of this weekend I need two essays. Well a decent draft of each at least. On top of that I need to get hold of study notes for Shakespeare and watch at least one other version of the play.  On top of that I have my psychology trip to London on Thursday.  I've had my last ever Cultural Studies lesson yesterday, and my last ever study skills lesson today.  My dissertation has been handed in.  Everything is heading speedily towards the end credits but at this point I have no idea if 'Must be Mad-Donna' is coming back in a sequel.  It's like a thick fog has descended all around my Kayak, I cannot see where I'm going, it feels like I'm paddling through treacle with every move being laboured and difficult, my theme tune is drowned out by the head wind blowing directly towards me, but regardless I will push on, I will get through this, I will reach the finish line I will get my sequel if it kills me... X