Oh hello!
I finished packing about half an hour ago. Yes sir- or madam. Well, not for some amazing excursion around the globe or anything. No, I'm off home! Yes indeed. To be fair I'd rather pack for a three week stay at home than a three week trip around the world, as exciting as the prospect seems, I've not yet entered the student stage of waking up one morning with the thoughtful notion of "oh I think I'll just travel around the world!" And of course they all work their way through Europe then end up in Australia! It's all very well travelling but every student story of travel sounds the same. Wild nights of partying, overstaying in a particular place because they ran out of money and had to work for it. In some cases you get the few that got ill via food poisoning or what have you. If I travelled I'd seek out every random thing about the place I was in and zone in on it. Camera and notepad at the ready!...Oh and obviously inocculations!
The week has been pretty boring really. It feels like it has dragged but I have otherwise occupied myself with work. I was so proud of myself because I renewed my books online for the first time, via my library's new site, I never normally bother with all this fiddly online renewall etc but I know I don't have a spare moment to get to the library (favourite place other than home or Starbucks/Costa.)
After that I decided to watch 'Rasputin- Dark Servant of Destiny'...Random fact: I find it weird how, when Alan Rickman plays any character, they instantly become appealing, no matter whether the character is good or bad. You want that character to prevail. Or maybe it's just me? Ha no it's not I've seen some of the utter lunacy of YouTube fangirls and what they post! Anyway, even dodgy historical figures seem unfalteringly amazing, though I doubt I'll be praying to Rasputin any time soon. He may have been seen as a holy man healer but I bet he didn't have an actual voice of God, did he? Thought not.
As a quick footnote/paragraph/babble, the sun was out a few days ago! Yes in England. How remarkable, even more so was everybody including myself and my flatmates went mental! We went for a picnic and I got a tiny bit sunburnt. Oh and when I get back from the Easter holiday's I'll be twenty years old. That means I was ten years old ten years ago, seems like yesterday, well maybe not literally yesterday but it doesn't seem long ago at all. If the years were a person I would personally label them an absolute creeper, of the highest order.
Anyway I better head off and get ready for the joyous lectures I have today in university! Ha joke, it's Thursday, nothing good ever happens in a Thursday lecture!
Bye.
Thursday, 14 April 2011
Monday, 4 April 2011
Sleeping, Teaching, Writing. The Degree of Three...
Hi, what's up?
The opposite of down, obviously.
Hm sleep escapes me. Oh deprivation, you thrill me so. I can go without sleep for four days, not a huge record but I'm not trying for one so it's just an irrelevant point. I may try again, there's a long day ahead of me, lectures and some silly research that has to be done for a Thursday morning lecture.
I almost despise that class, I clock watch (discreetly of course) but still, the seconds feel like minutes. The only two factors stopping me from just leaving the room are: 1) common courtesy and 2) I actually want to pass the module to make it to second year. I actually discovered yesterday that once the two years are over and I've decided to do a third top up year (BA Hons) I can probably become a Media teacher or something.
I'm not going to lie, after university I do want to get a good start on some sort of career, if it has to start with teaching, so be it. "Those that can't do, teach"...Oh I can do and I will do, many things. I have one thing that I really want to do more than anything.
Write a book. Simple as. I won't pretend it will ever get done, ha I can't even decide what to write about, but sooner or later I'll get struck by an idea, might go all "Napkin Effect" on it, see how it works out. It would blow your mind though.
Anyway I shall once again bid you adieu. I'm tired of my incessant ramblings.
The opposite of down, obviously.
Hm sleep escapes me. Oh deprivation, you thrill me so. I can go without sleep for four days, not a huge record but I'm not trying for one so it's just an irrelevant point. I may try again, there's a long day ahead of me, lectures and some silly research that has to be done for a Thursday morning lecture.
I almost despise that class, I clock watch (discreetly of course) but still, the seconds feel like minutes. The only two factors stopping me from just leaving the room are: 1) common courtesy and 2) I actually want to pass the module to make it to second year. I actually discovered yesterday that once the two years are over and I've decided to do a third top up year (BA Hons) I can probably become a Media teacher or something.
I'm not going to lie, after university I do want to get a good start on some sort of career, if it has to start with teaching, so be it. "Those that can't do, teach"...Oh I can do and I will do, many things. I have one thing that I really want to do more than anything.
Write a book. Simple as. I won't pretend it will ever get done, ha I can't even decide what to write about, but sooner or later I'll get struck by an idea, might go all "Napkin Effect" on it, see how it works out. It would blow your mind though.
Anyway I shall once again bid you adieu. I'm tired of my incessant ramblings.
Sunday, 3 April 2011
Lackadaisical Lectures, Broken Glasses and Disturbing References...
Good evening.
Okay I'm not necessarily telling the truth. It's not a good evening, it's a somewhat irritating evening. For myself anyway. Purely due to the fact that my glasses decided to pop a screw out for no reason last night, effectively removing the lens and allowing it to drop onto my knee, while I was in mid conversation. I've spent half of the evening trying to get a screw into the glasses and have failed miserably! I bought a 'Spectacle Repair Kit' today which is the biggest fail in general reparational kits I have ever come across! I have literally had to stick the frame together in a makeshift way until I can get home in two weeks!
So yes, not very happy at all. In fact I'm going to mention it when I go to my opticians. I'll mention the fact I that I was just sitting there immersed in a rather interesting conversation when all of a sudden my glasses felt the need to bust a screw out. I have no doubt I'll finish and it will be "Oh, I don't know why they would just do that, any previous problems?". I'm so glad I'm not partial the the odd assault.
I was in such a good mood as well. Not that this is a rare occurrence, not at all. My mood just rapidly changed when I realised, that I'll end up with one hell of a headache without my glasses. Well hopefully my makeshift i.e rubbish, repair will hold for now....Oh hold on, as I typed that it broke apart. Great, vague sight, indeed I'm thrilled. I'm off this subject now because I'll end up so annoyed.
Oh in my lecture on Thursday we got asked to find two quotes in any book and Harvard Reference it. Well in that very moment when the lecturer finished his sentence I decided, with an unnatural joy, to find the most disturbing line in Vladimir Nabokov's 'Lolita', reference it and then bring it to class. Indeed. However, I also decided to find the loveliest, which just so happens to be at the very end. I decided to do this just for the fact that I possess the predisposition to do so and shall take full advantage.
Oh speaking of Nabokov (love, it's love) I went to the library and got 'Pale Fire' and another large book with five different novels by him. I was so happy! Now speaking of books in general, I had a bit of time spare while waiting for one of my flatmates in uni, after my lecture had finished. Three hours to be precise, anyway, I went to the library within the uni and found Arthur Miller's "Broken Glass" well, seventy-three pages of emotion. I'm not going to lie, I would rather study that than the one we're currently doing. In all honesty 'Broken Glass' was, by far, of more interest. Lectures (with the exception of Editing) are becoming tedious, we are essentially just lackeys. One lecture is so lackadaisical I can hardly stand it!
At least there is some entertainment in my life, such as reading, social exploits and of course the internet, oh YouTube and Google how you entertain me for so long. For some reason I've become fascinated with filling out those "80 Things About me" or "Put Your Music on Shuffle and Answer..." questionnaire things. No idea why, I liked them when they were on MySpace, ugh they are so annoyingly fun to fill out, to a point.
Anyway I've effectively ranted about my glasses, boring lectures and spoken of my terrific plan concerning referencing and now I shall leave. Two weeks had better fly by. If at some point I feel the day/week is going too slow, I'll just sleep.
Goodbye.
Okay I'm not necessarily telling the truth. It's not a good evening, it's a somewhat irritating evening. For myself anyway. Purely due to the fact that my glasses decided to pop a screw out for no reason last night, effectively removing the lens and allowing it to drop onto my knee, while I was in mid conversation. I've spent half of the evening trying to get a screw into the glasses and have failed miserably! I bought a 'Spectacle Repair Kit' today which is the biggest fail in general reparational kits I have ever come across! I have literally had to stick the frame together in a makeshift way until I can get home in two weeks!
So yes, not very happy at all. In fact I'm going to mention it when I go to my opticians. I'll mention the fact I that I was just sitting there immersed in a rather interesting conversation when all of a sudden my glasses felt the need to bust a screw out. I have no doubt I'll finish and it will be "Oh, I don't know why they would just do that, any previous problems?". I'm so glad I'm not partial the the odd assault.
I was in such a good mood as well. Not that this is a rare occurrence, not at all. My mood just rapidly changed when I realised, that I'll end up with one hell of a headache without my glasses. Well hopefully my makeshift i.e rubbish, repair will hold for now....Oh hold on, as I typed that it broke apart. Great, vague sight, indeed I'm thrilled. I'm off this subject now because I'll end up so annoyed.
Oh in my lecture on Thursday we got asked to find two quotes in any book and Harvard Reference it. Well in that very moment when the lecturer finished his sentence I decided, with an unnatural joy, to find the most disturbing line in Vladimir Nabokov's 'Lolita', reference it and then bring it to class. Indeed. However, I also decided to find the loveliest, which just so happens to be at the very end. I decided to do this just for the fact that I possess the predisposition to do so and shall take full advantage.
Oh speaking of Nabokov (love, it's love) I went to the library and got 'Pale Fire' and another large book with five different novels by him. I was so happy! Now speaking of books in general, I had a bit of time spare while waiting for one of my flatmates in uni, after my lecture had finished. Three hours to be precise, anyway, I went to the library within the uni and found Arthur Miller's "Broken Glass" well, seventy-three pages of emotion. I'm not going to lie, I would rather study that than the one we're currently doing. In all honesty 'Broken Glass' was, by far, of more interest. Lectures (with the exception of Editing) are becoming tedious, we are essentially just lackeys. One lecture is so lackadaisical I can hardly stand it!
At least there is some entertainment in my life, such as reading, social exploits and of course the internet, oh YouTube and Google how you entertain me for so long. For some reason I've become fascinated with filling out those "80 Things About me" or "Put Your Music on Shuffle and Answer..." questionnaire things. No idea why, I liked them when they were on MySpace, ugh they are so annoyingly fun to fill out, to a point.
Anyway I've effectively ranted about my glasses, boring lectures and spoken of my terrific plan concerning referencing and now I shall leave. Two weeks had better fly by. If at some point I feel the day/week is going too slow, I'll just sleep.
Goodbye.
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