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.
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