It’s really hard to be with flatmates and enjoy hanging out when there’s so much uni reading to be doing 😩
Damn, meant to finish David Copperfield this weekend and am not even close.
For the briefest time, I was actually on top of my readings this term… in the first week. But I think I’m on the downward slope now. It was nice while it lasted.
First day back at uni today. Super excited about my papers.. we’ll see how long that will last haha.
The time between finishing exams and starting uni again is so so good.
Should I start my Romantic Lit essay? Or… keep reading The Rosie Result?
It’s so satisfying reaching a word count on an essay. That’s the first draft done! Anything from here will be a revision and hopefully make it better?
I hate it when essays sneak up on you and you suddenly realise you haven’t done anything at all and the stress blanket starts descending…
Remembered in the middle of the night last night that I missed my thought of the day. So here we are! I like having a boyfriend who will take me to the airport early in the morning 🙂
Yesterday was a great day- I got my reading report back for Postcolonial Lit (the one which I wrote realism on). I got an A 😀 good grades always validate my raison d’être for uni. I breathe a sigh of relief each time I see an A on my papers. I feel justified that if I’ve paid lots of money to pursue something I’m interested in, at least it’s something that I’m good at. I guess it feels like a more worthy investment? But then maybe there are also merits and value in receiving poor feedback and poor grades.
The other great thing about this week is that I’ve made my first uni friend since I started back last year. She’s in my two classes and one of my tutorials. We kept bumping into each other and then both turned up to the Bad Feminists Club. We got chatting and are now planning on hanging out! It’s a weird thing being an adult and making friends. It’s not as simple as being at school or church where you’re lumped with a group of people who you spend days and days with, so friendships naturally form. When you’re an adult, you need to do more than just show up, it takes more effort. You talk to someone new and think ‘hey, you’re cool, I’m cool, let’s hang out’, but there are social intricacies to the way that’s communicated so as to not come across too strange or weird. Anyway, I’m just glad to have a uni friend finally! Yay.
Still thinking about that test and wondering how much I botched it up and whether it’ll send me into an existential crisis about what I’m doing with my life.