Procrastinations thats not really procrastination.

I survived the on slot of tests. I think I might have actually passed most of them. or at least the Geography one thanks in large part to the fucking awesome notes of Laura and Shannon. This week is Week of the Papers, the sequel. I have three due next week. One hardly even counts. Its only a 700 word reading assignment, which is submitted on webCT. Easy peasy. The second is slightly more challenging. a Map assignment. Its basically a desciption of an old map in 1000 words or less (I will resist the 'A picture is worth a thousand words' cliche right now). I'll have to put some brain power in to that, but not much.

The last one though, that has me nervous. Its a Research Project. No, I take that back, its THE research project. My first primary research encounter. My proof that I can be an Anthropologist. The 16 pages that will mark my entry in to the world of academic contributions and informant interviews. Its a very intimidating project. It's also been fantastically fun up until this exact point.

Description and Analysis of Research. Its terrifying. Methods and Methodology was easy. So was literature review. I transcribed informant interviews, gave said informants clever pseudonyms that are highly entertaining to me, but that know one in the general population could possibly understand. It's like having an inside joke with yourself, and it was possibly my favourite part of the entire project.

All of that was actually kind of fun. But now I have to analyse my findings and I am stuck. Its the classic problem of I know what I want to say, I just don't know how to say it. I tried writing out everything as it came to me just to get it out so I could go back and try again with some finesse, but no matter how I tried it's horribly disjointed and amature. GAH! It's worse that being rushed because of procrastination. at least then you can blame and problems on being rushed but I'm not rushed. All my research is done, Lit review is done and Methods is mostly done. I tried the Intro I had the same disjointed issue and I can't write the conclusion until everything else is done.

The project is due next Wednesday. In any other situation if I had this much work completed nearly a week before the due I would have thought the heavens had opened up and God was literally smiling down at me. Life would be all Sunshine and Roses. All that bullshit, but for some reason, I'm not getting warm and happy feelings. I'm getting panicky. There has to be a way to convey my analysis to another human being, on paper, and have that human being understand me. ARGH!

Maybe I should work on my map assignment while I'm freaking.