Monday Mornings Are Made Of Fail
I was going to come on here and complain about the awful day I’ve been having so far.
Unfortunately, I’ve just had an English lecture so interesting, fun and that I actually understood (never underestimate the value of this), that I can no longer do it justice.
So, in brief - why the first part of my morning sucked.
- Despite going to bed early (11.30 - before midnight! YES!), when my alarm woke me at 7, I felt like shit. So I dozed. And fell asleep again. Luckily, Sarah Bee texted me at about 8, so I woke up, dashed around feeling like crap (Original Source showergel REALLY IS MY GOD. Forget chocolate), and was late to my lecture. Way to go, Heather ><
- Said lecture confused me NO END. Either she was repeating herself, or I actually missed the entire point. She was boring, and insisted on using long words like ‘problematise’ which I’m sure don’t exist. In fact, it’s come up with squiggly red lines, so I feel vindicated. And as a caveat, I actually DO use big words quite a lot. But god - it wouldn’t have killed her at 9 in the morning to decode some of the waffly crap we have to wade through for this course, instead of piling it on us. Shoving loads of long quotations in our faces that we have no chance of copying, let alone understanding, and then ignoring them, doesn’t help either. I think this subject is going to suck SO BADLY. Or at least, I am >< Though, I really have to do the readings - this may help. I’ve done one, but nearly fell asleep on it last night as I was cooking dinner (mmm, Sainsburys lasagne…). And she said that was the most difficult one.
- Had no breakfast due to the late-thing, which didn’t help my mood. I need to go get lunch, though I did snack before my lecture, thank god.
- The guy in the theatre in front of me would not stay STILL for more than 2 seconds. Literally. Kept shifting in his chair like he’d been taken really roughly up the arse (yes, my gutter mind supplied this reason in the middle of the lecture. I hid myself in shame as I tried to keep writing), or something. And, as there is NO LEG ROOM WHATSOEVER in there (stupid friggin people), I had to sort of rest my knee on the back of his chair, because there was nowhere else for it to go. I already had my legs splayed out to the side (thank GOD for aisle seats). So every time he moved, my knee got banged. Quite hard. Not conducive to thought. Well, I did keep fantasising on kicking him in the head. But not USEFUL thought.
- Tore my thumbnail BIG TIME. Like, half a centimetre from the top. So now it’s all vulnerable and uncomfortable ><
But yeah, my English lecture was great. Sonnets and stuff. All very geeky, and I didn’t quite catch all of the stuff about sextets and things, but I think I got most of it, and it seemed to be the sort of thing where you just pick up what you want/can, and enjoy it :D It’s all a bit open to interpretation anyway. I have 3 sides of notes. Great stuff.
I feel a bit better about my next seminar now. Though I need to start reading the copy of Dante I’ve got like I told myself to, so I can try and catch up with all the elitist geeky people in my group who adore Hardy and bum Dickens.
I hate Dickens, and I’ve never read Hardy.
At some point, when I get my library card working properly, I’ll go back and get out their copy of ‘The Once And Future King’ though :D It’s good literature, and it’s Merliney! This is seriously how I’m enticing myself to work at the moment. My original writing I did is sort of based to begin with on a fantastical world. But it’s all political and stuff too :D
MUST WRITE MORE. ><
All my ‘good’ books are glaring at me. It’s unfair. As are my readings for Cult.101. And my seminar work for Engl.100 on Friday (I WILL leave it - my Cult. Seminar is tomorrow - the readings are more important! And harder!)
Aaaand clever me has a drama rehearsal from 6-10 tonight.
And I have to do my laundry.
And I wanted to try and go swimming today. That is going to fail.
If my life were any busier, I would be dead.
Aaand my internet has decided to stop working again. So this will have to be posted later.
And my mum wants me to ask the porter if she can stay over on Wed. 22nd, so I have to do that, and probably check my mail.
I need to make sure I actually eat tea tonight, as I can see it not happening.
I want this song SO BAD. Lifehouse, you win at life. (Lifehouse - 'Blind')
Need to order my texts from Amazon, or I’ll never get them.
Must ask Mum if she will help me buy a printer when she comes - an extra pair of hands is ALWAYS helpful.
I’ve run out of my one source of caffeine - coke. DAMN. I’m fucked.
I really need to use the onion I have on my shelf for something. Pasta maybe.
Need to buy Sarah Bee a Kinder egg when I next see her J
LUNCH.
THEN LAUNDRY. TAKE READINGS.
THIS I MUST DO. NOW.