Exams approach.

As the title hints, the grim spectre of exams loom ominously on the horizon. By the time my two final essays are handed in on the twelfth, there'll be at most two or three weeks before I sit my first lot of University exams. As such, revision mode'll be engaged and I'll revert to the scholastic hermit persona for a while, to ensure I'm adequately prepared.

Paris (again)

I don't think I'm ever going to get bored with it. The more I travel there the more the city begs me not to leave it. You know when you go somewhere and feel 'at home', well that's it right there. Somewhat related, I realised yesterday on the train back that I know more about the nightlife in other countries than I do here. Though to be fair, I learned many a year ago that the nightlife in Peterborough is inexcusably crap.

Transferral.

Well as the title suggests I'm considering transferring to a different University for my second and third years. Already emailed a few University departments to make inquiries. Liverpool, RHUL, Warwick, Leicester and Glasgow. Got a few more interesting looking Unis to email, but I think that's enough for now. It'll be weird going to an ACTUAL University, living in Halls again. Was only in them for a week or so last time, at Nottingham. Noisy, noisy experience. Oh and the fire alarms OH GOD THE FIRE ALARMS.

Essays and transferrals.

After my tutor made a frantic search for the essays, I got my mark back for the essay I wrote.. a couple of weeks ago, I think. 75/100. Rather pleased about that. Certainly better than I was expecting.

The three weeks I have off seem to stretch out before me like a near endless horizon. They'll most likely be spent asleep, or reading. Perhaps both? Sleep reading, now there's an idea. Two of my favourite activities!

Plotting a transferral of University. Unsure where, somewhere with a very good English department, and a specialisation on the Renaissance would be nice. Emailed a few places.

Bought Murakami's Kafka on the shore today. Pile of books to read over the holiday is mounting steadily. Oh god and the essays, and the revision. aaahhhhh

Late awakenings.

Got up at two pm, which severely reduced the time I have to spend on things today. Massive headache as well, which makes the essay editing I have to do even more painful than it promised to be. Thankfully there's not much to do on it, just clearing up a few sentences and then I have the tedium of adding the bibliography.

Revenger's tragedy.

Just watched about three or four minutes of a film adaptation of middleton's 1606 play. It is set, apparently, in a dystopian Liverpool. Okay, 5 minutes in and I'm not going to bother watching the rest.

I met Kilgore Trout!

No, no I did not. But it's at least different from the thousand different variants of 'today' that have so far peppered my blog titles. Anyway, less prevaricating, more actual blogging.

Today got off to a very crap start when the first lecture was cancelled, so I had about six hours to kill. Instead of looting (in a civilised manner) waterstones like I usually do, I decided to give my bank account a rest instead. Then my headphones decided to quit on me, so I ended up having to spend the outrageous sum of £21 to replace those. Fucking expensive Apple merch. Then spend the rest of the morning/afternoon 'til three reading and drinking coffee. Nearly finished Capote's In cold blood. Quite an interesting, yet simultaneously chilling book. I suppose the 'thrill' comes from the fact that it was a real family that the two guys killed - the 'plot' actually happened. Was apparently one of the first true-crime novels.

Also finally spent the gift card I got for xmas at HMV, which I'd continually forgotten to take with me into town for all the Thursdays since I returned to Uni. Nice to see my memory works.. eventually. Ended up buying the film adaptation of Safran Foer's Everything is Illuminated. I enjoyed the novel immensely, and from the trailer and reviews I've seen the film looks rather promising. I remain hopeful. Had a search for Capote, couldn't find it. Ordered it - should be here in a couple of weeks. Some credit on the card still remaining, something like £5? Unsure what to spend the rest on. No country for old men comes to mind, but I've half a mind to read Mccarthy's original novel first.