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Positive thinking!

12 Feb

Hey guys, just thought I’d write a quick post and update everyone on how fabulous life is lately.

It’s two in the morning right now and I’ve been watching youtube videos for roughly six hours (no regrets) but I figure it’s about time to do something mildly constructive.

Is it weird that despite being full of optimism and motivation, now that I’ve finally sat down to write something about it I can’t really figure out why? I guess I’m just in a very good place, and surrounded by amazing people who are so exciting and engaging and their zest and positivity is contagious! My courses are challenging but interesting and even though I’m spending most of my time just trying to keep on top of it (and failing, unfortunately) I’ve regained my drive and interest for the topics I’m studying; I wasn’t really feeling it last semester. I’ve been too afraid to get my essays back, I’m putting it off for as long as I can because I don’t want to knock my confidence with what is inevitably going to be bad grades. (I know I say this every year but I did hand the two most important ones in two days late, which drops it down an entire band…) But I’m hoping (nay, determined) that this semester I’ll do better. Already I’ve arranged two weekly study sessions with friends so we can keep each other motivated and have a little consistency!

After a horrible few months with being ill and unhealthy and having serious sleeping/eating/basically just living day to day problems, the last month I’ve done a complete 180. Again. Feeling so much healthier, finally stopped eating crap or going for days with next to no food. And my sleeping pattern is back to normal. Or as normal as any student gets (damn you youtube and tumblr). And I’ve not been feeling ill/exhausted/unable to get out of bed. So it’s been a fabulous month. AND I’ve gotten back into exercising (Jillian Michaels is equal parts Goddess and monster).

I’ve decided on an AMAZING essay for my Bible, lit and culture class which means I get to examine biblical influences on the works of the Bronte sisters *squeels*. (NO ONE IS SHARING MY ENTHUSIASM FOR THIS, SOMEONE NEEDS TO UNDERSTAND HOW INCREDIBLY FANTASTIC THIS TOPIC IS!!!!!!!!). And my Buddhism essay is going to be on a seriously insane theory which basically says nothing in the world exists. It’s something I’ve come across before and can’t decide whether I agree/disagree or am just too mentally inept to contemplate this idea, but I’m super interested in it either way! My 17th C literature course kinda sucks, but I fully expected it to and it’s actually not *as* bad as I feared.

Outside of uni things have been getting better and better! I’ve done so many fun/exciting things, starting with going to see the AMAZING ‘Miss Julie’, a play which is on at the Citizens theatre and stars SUPER AMAZING AND TALENTED LOUISE BREALEY *FANGIRLS*. It was amazing and I don’t think I can put into words how captivating the entire performance was! And it was terrifying as well. (But I really wish there’d been a warning about how brutal/violent it could get. Not prepared for that.) I went to the play with H and afterwards we went on what was a pretty epic pub-crawl (and proudly boasting we managed a night out with only five drinks, although one cocktail glass was LITERALLY THE SIZE OF MY FACE).

Also, I got to catch up with my friend while she was back over for the week. Always a great thing to do, I’ve missed her! And I had a lovely meal at another new friend’s flat (and it’s made me seriously addicted to risotto, I’ve cooked it twice last week!). And I’ve been experimenting with my cooking and using Lisa and a couple of other barely-willing participants to test them out. No one’s been poisoned but Vi nearly threw up when I showed her my first attempt at sugar free chocolate biscuits. Don’t ask, you couldn’t even imagine.

And I’ve been reading loads lately! I’m considering maybe doing a post every now and then with book recs. Or album recs actually because I’ve really started paying attention to music again! But to summarise; A Song of Ice and Fire series: MIND BLOWING, The Fault in Our Stars: I WILL NEVER FORGIVE JOHN GREEN, and 17th Centuray Travel Writings: MAKE ME WANT TO CLAW MY EYES OUT IN THE WORST POSSIBLE WAY.

ALSO ALSO ALSO I’ve achieved four amazing things this week! Firstly, I managed to do ten (modified) push ups!!!! I’m aware pretty much everyone reading this is rolling their eyes at me right now but this is pretty much the toughest thing I’ve done in ages! My arm strength is about equivalent to that of a six year old child with no arms. So to be able to actually do this WITH CORRECT FORM AND EVERYTHING made my week!!! AND secondly I have done three loads of washing, which I’ve been procrastinating for forever because if I do the washing I need to get the clothes horse out and to get the clothed horse out I need to get under the bed and to get under the bed I need to make room to move the crap rom under my bed and to move the crap out from under my bed I need to… Well, you get the picture. Basically I’d have to actually get my shit together in order to manage something as simple as putting a washing on and it’s so much easier to procrastinate. But I did it because I’m an unstoppable force this week, as THE THIRD BIG ACHIEVEMENT AND ARGUABLY THE BEST THING I’VE EVER MANAGED TO ACCOMPLISH is getting to level 38 on flappy bird. (It’s less that I managed to get a half decent score and more that I didn’t rage quit and throw my phone at a wall while doing it.) And finally, I started level two of the workout dvd I’m doing, which I’ve always been too scared to do before because THERE’S SO MANY PLANK MOVES. But I did it today, even managed to do 3/4’s of the moves in advanced mode and I didn’t feel like I wanted to die at the end of it, only vaguely contemplating jumping off of a cliff to never have to do it again.

On that note, I’m going to go to bed. I’ll probably write soon in the not so distant future because things are good and I am filled with motivation and determination and  all things fluffy rainbow sparkles. God, who am I?!?!

PS I’m uploading this now (the next day) while procrastinating getting dressed to go and buy food. It’s a hard life I live guys, you’ve no idea. To quote my earlier tweet ‘How am I supposed to make the most of my life if I’m too lazy to put on trousers?’. *sighs dramatically* 

Turning Twenty, Cruella Deville and Masturbating Monks?

8 Nov

Okay, okay, okay. YES I realise it’s been over 5 months since I last posted on here and I’M SORRY. Honestly?  I just abandoned it all summer and by the time Uni started back up I’d been procrastinating so long I couldn’t bring myself to *actually* write anything. And as soon as my courses started I’ve been SO BUSY that blogging about HOW BUSY I AM is the last thing on my mind. Right now though I’ve had an incredibly productive day and thought I’d keep the forward momentum going for a little bit longer (until I inevitably collapse in an exhausted heap and just read A song of Ice and Fire all night and eat some carrots…)

Right. This is, as always, ridiculously long, and so I’ve decided to throw in some photos, if I manage to put them on properly!

Well, the last thing I posted on here was actually about having passed my exams. Ye gods, I’ve really abandoned you all haven’t I?!  So much has happened and I’ve got loads to talk about (for once) but I have no idea where to start!

Uni’s been AMAZING. I can’t even begin to explain how excited I am by all of my courses! I’m taking three different classes this semester: Victorian Literature, The Bible – Literature and Culture and Buddhism. Next semester I’ll be replacing Vic Lit with ‘Pre-modern’ stuff, which I’m not looking forward to, mostly because I’ll be seriously upset at Vic Lit class being over!

For those of you who don’t know, I’m absolutely obsessed with literature from the Victorian era. The majority of my favourite authors were writing in this time which is what got me hooked but I think the more I’m delving into the literature, and the more I’m getting to know the time period, the more fascinating it is! So much change is happening and I just love the way these changes are approached so differently! AH I’m not going to go into it now because I could genuinely go on for hours!

My reading list for Vic Lit is both incredible and slightly disappointed. I had hoped that we’d be studying the Bronte sisters (the coursebook had implied it) but sadly they’re not on the list. Neither is a few others I’d been desperate to finally get my teeth into. However I think, for the most part, the texts we are studying make up for the ones we’re not! Hardy’s Jude the Obscure, Wilde’s The Picture of Dorian Gray, Wilkie Collins The Moonstone, H.G. Wells The Island of Dr Moreau, George Elliot Silas Marner, Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu Carmilla, some Robert Browning poems, a bit of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, D.G Rosetti and a few poets focussing on ‘Poetry and religious belief’ which is my absolute favourite topic for poetry and is one of my favourite parts of the course thus far! AND to top it off, my new favourite novel, replacing even Austen’s Persuasion and Bronte’s Jane Eyre *drumroll please* Gaskell’s North and South!!!!!!!! I’d actually borrowed the series adaptation of this book in sixth year and I loved it (mainly because Richard Armitage was in it and hot damn…) and so I knew I would enjoy the book. I finally finished reading it last week (staying up until four in the morning because I couldn’t put it down once I’d started!) and, as predicted, I’m obsessed. I’ve bored all of my friends to tears going on about it! AAAAH so good!!!

Anyway, my other courses are great to, for the most part. I was really excited about Buddhism and it’s been a jump from last year, which I was seriously hoping for because I ended up really bored! And there’s a lot more focus on texts than there’s been in any of the other levels I’ve studied it at, which can only be a good thing!

As much as I went into the course with high hopes, though, the last two weeks haven’t really caught my interest. Today, for example, we spent most of the time discussing masturbating monks. As interesting as I’m sure that is to some people, it just made me feel vaguely queasy. I can understand how it’s relevant (he used that text to explain the Vinaya, basically the rule book for Buddhist monks and nuns, and how it was laid out) and I do get that by using something so unusual we’re not likely to forget it in a hurry, but there are so many things about the texts that would have been more worthwhile discussing. When, in all honesty, am I likely to discuss the masturbation habits of Buddhist monks in the early 5th Century? Hopefully never, ever again.

Aside from the last two weeks or so I’ve really enjoyed it though and I’m really hoping it’s just because of the material we’re having to cover (it’s definitely dry reading and I appreciate the lecturer’s just trying to liven it up a bit). Hopefully it’ll pick up again soon!

And Bible lit and culture is okay. I’m not overly enthusiastic as yet, but I’m getting into it more and more and I am definitely enjoying it!

Okay, so yes, Uni’s great. It’s been a really big leap this year in the amount of work though. I have to admit it’s definitely overwhelming! I’m keeping on top of it just now but I’m definitely going grey with the stress of managing it all!

Aside from uni, it’s been a pretty fantastic five months! What’s happened? I’m trying to write this all down in some sort of coherent order and failing badly.

Well, this summer I’ve been doing a lot!

We went to my cousin, Amy’s, wedding. It was beautiful and Amy looked stunning. (I’m not gonna put a pic up because it’s a public blog but trust me, she was like a princess!)

My Gran!

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Me, Dad, Aunty Ann, Mum, Uncle Tom!

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And I’ve had quite a few amazing days out with my friends from down the road! One that springs to mind was Riding of the Marches, which is always something to write home about, if not always for the reasons you’d hoped… It was actually really good though, most people made it, and I think everyone had a bit much to drink (it’s ROM though, who doesn’t end up drunk?!). And I ended up breaking a flipflop on the floor of The Shed (a pub in Annan) because it was so sticky. Classy.

Lauren and Lisa. This photo pretty much sums them up.

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Pamela. Again, I’d say this pretty much sums her up *ducks*

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Finlay (sorry you’re blue)

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Me and Jess

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EXTREME DRUNK CLOSEUP. Because I can’t judge distance after my fifth vodka okaaaaay.

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And a few weeks later a couple of my friends from down the road came up to Glasgow for Pride, which was brilliant, so busy and loud and bright and just absolutely amazing! We marched with the parade, had a delicious lunch in the centre and spent way too long looking at all the gorgeous jewellery on the stalls!

AND I gave my little sister a make-over. She’s three years younger than me, and rarely wears make up, but when she does it’s like I have a doppelgänger!

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Actually, a few of my friends were up recently for Halloween/ my birthday and my friend, Lisa’s birthday. It was an AMAZING night, we went to Polo and, yes, once again everyone ended up pretty drunk! Yes, I did dress up as Cruella Deville. And yes, I ended up abandoning the wig when we hit polo and realised we were the only ones dressed up! (luckily it was Polo we went to though, there’s always some weirdly dressed folk in that club!)

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Incase you didn’t know, Pamela’s a midget. I’m not just unusually tall. 

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And this lovely photo, after several apple sours, turned into….

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^^ THIS IS MY FAVOURITE PHOTO EVER. It’s perfect in every way.

We even caught a picture of Connor in his leisure wear, which I’m sure most of our mutual friends would love to see!

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He’s a princess, what can I say?

I especially loved Pamela staying on for an extra day and getting to hang out with her! And do stereotypically girly things like drink hot chocolate and try on clothes. 😀

But I had an amazing birthday! Highlights were my parents getting me a blender (I’ve been desperate for one since I moved back up the road and realised I couldn’t make smoothies!!) and my sister baking me a cake

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And then setting it on fire

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OOOOOH also, as you’ve probably guessed by now, I did manage to get a flat this year despite, as most of my twitter followers will have realised, my serious doubts on the matter! Actually, it’s on the adjoining street with my old flat! And it’s pretty much identical inside too, except it looks a lot nicer, cleaner brighter and costs me more money >.< *sighs*

Lately my front door’s been broken though, and so whenever I order a taxi it still has to go to Dick Street and I still get the cheek from the taxi service who thinks I’m winding them up.

What else do I have to tell you?

OH, yes, I mentioned earlier I’ve had a productive day! Well, after uni I decided to go for a walk into Partick because my student loan’s just came in and I am in desperate need of some new tops that aren’t hanging off me! So I went for a wee browse and ended up buying three full bags of clothes! They were an amazing bargain though, and I really do need them!  Then I went into the centre and decided I might as well make a start on my Christmas shopping. And start I did; by about four o’clock I was weighed down with tons of bags, having successfully BOUGHT EVERYTHING I NEEDED TO FOR CHRISTMAS, INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO; PRESENTS, CARDS, WRAPPING, CRACKERS, DECORATIONS, AND THE TRADITIONAL CHRISTMAS SOCKS. Yes ladies and gentlemen, you heard right, it is the 8th of November and I have already finished my Christmas shopping!!!!! Everything’s wrapped and ready to be delivered! Safe to say, I’m feeling pretty smug knowing in a month’s time you’ll all be rushing about in a panic buying your gifts while I can sit back with my feet up (nice and cosy in my new socks) and laugh at your pain. *cackles*

On top of that, I walked five miles without even noticing, which was great and made me feel less guilty about my McFlurry!

That’s another thing that I’m kinda hesitant to talk about, mostly because I don’t want to jinx it. I’ve been working out and eating green stuff. I know, I know, you’re all sitting staring at me in shock. Well, I kinda had to! I’d put on a hell of a lot of weight since starting uni, more so than ever in the last year and it was starting to mess up my health again: the fainting was coming back and stuff. It wasn’t good. So I just bit the bullet and accepted that the only way to get better was to make myself better by thinking better and being better. And it’s working! I’m a lot healthier, I’ve got so much more energy and, up until the last month I’ve been coming on in leaps and bounds! I’ve actually been eating more than I was before, but it’s been so much healthier and *GREEN*!

Unfortunately, and rather typically, I’ve managed to do myself an injury. OF COURSE I DID. I’m trying to get healthier and stronger and I MANAGE TO DAMAGE A BLOODY TENDON. I’m annoyed at myself but also just *eyerolls to infinity*. I mean, there are really no words here. Of course I did. It’s taking ages to heal, and I wasn’t allowed to do any impact exercises for three weeks (it’s been five now and it’s still buggered so I’m going to have to go to physio). It’s annoying that it’s affected me so much. I’ve been moping about it too, so haven’t been eating as healthily and the last month I’ve not really made much of an improvement on any score. Thankfully I’ve not piled on loads of weight, so I guess I’m not doing too badly but I can tell everything’s just sort of sunk since it started. My mood’s been really low too, and I know it’s because I’ve not been eating right and everything. It’s kind of scary how much it brings me down to go back to the way I was just five months ago!

I really can’t explain what a huge difference it’s made to everything since I started trying to get healthier, and I’m not going to because I know it bores everyone stupid when someone goes on about getting healthy/fitness related stuff. But yeah, just thought I’d post about it since it has become such a big part of my life now! And it’s the reason I need all the new clothes! Lost thirty pounds and three dress sizes, everything I put on looks like a bloody tent now!

Yeah, so things have been going fabulously well! I’m not doing any creative writing still, and I’m not even going to go into how messed up it all is. Another rant for another post.

Anyway, I’m going to try and keep this blog a little more up to date. At least, I promise I won’t leave it another 5 months before I post again! I’m also thinking about adding more photos on here too. And maybe, eventually, creative writing but I can’t, and won’t, make promises on that score.

Congratulations, you survived the ridiculously long blog post!!!! 😀

Also, I know the formatting on this sucks, I don’t really know how to deal with putting photos on here yet! Sorry!

Third Year here I come!

11 Jun

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! I PASSED I PASSED I PASSED I PASSED!!!!!!!!!!!! I MADE IT INTO HONOURS!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

I’ve calmed down now.  As you can probably tell, I’m unbelievably pleased with myself! I PASSED THE EXAMS!!! YIPEEEEE!!! Okay, so maybe I’ve not calmed down! *cackles*

Well, somehow I managed to get the grades I needed to get into honours!! I’m still not quite sure how though. English was B2, Comp Lit B3 and Theology C1. Luckily I’ve just discovered that you only need two C grades to get into TRS honours! YEEEESSSSSSS! I would have been just as worried if I had known that earlier though. My exam was truly awful, as I mentioned in my previous post I was *genuinely* expecting a fail, or a D at the most. The exam was *definitely* not above a D grade, I only answered half of what I was supposed to, and even then I was shaking so much it was barely legible! I must have done better in the essay than I thought to balance it out! Whatever happened, I’m just so so so so relieved! Clearly my luck’s changing!

And I worked that when you take into account my bad essay grades, to have made the grades I did I must have *somehow* manages an A5 in Comp Lit and an A3/4 in English in the exams! HOW?! I mean just HOW?! It’s really boosted my confidence, which was pretty much shattered after the essays. Now though I see that it really was just down to my own error in interpreting the question. After spending time working on that for the exams I’m a lot happier in my ability to actually *answer* the question in front of me, instead of rambling in the wrong direction! I know that being not well didn’t help much either, but I’m trying not to use that as an excuse cause then I’ll never take the blame for my own failures or realise where I’m going wrong and I won’t learn from them like I have done this semester!

Anyway, I just wanted to post this because I’m *ridiculously* proud of myself for this! Although I’m now just sitting waiting impatiently to hear if all of my friends passed/can be granted appeals and such! Especially in English where it seems like half the bloody course haven’t met the requirements. I think there’s a lot about this course that needs to be changed for next year, particularly the convenor who is so unapproachable and unhelpful for the most part. Really, I think more than anything they need to *actually* tell us what they want from us when sitting the essays/exams. Most of us went in without a clue and just blagged our way through it.

Okay, so I’m going to spend the day watching ‘The Nanny’ on Youtube because Fran Drescher is amazing and I really don’t need an excuse to lie in bed and watch old tv shows all day I AM A GROWN UP AND CAN DO WHAT I WANT STOP JUDGING ME. Bye! I’ll post again in a couple of days(aka, when I can pull myself away from the hilarious Nanny Fine!) I promise!

Someone should exist purely to stop me ranting on this blog. It’s for the good of all man kind.

1 Mar

**A little warning that this post does talk about some sensitive issues, primarily abortion. If you’re not comfortable, then I’m afraid this isn’t for you. **

Also, I’m really sorry mum and dad! I know you’ll read this and, yes, I have talked about sex, masturbation and blow jobs…. Don’t hate me. 😦 (It’s in a philosophical context! I’m allowed!)

Okay, so I know I’ve been a bit crap with posting on here lately. I have no excuses really, just way too much on my plate. I’ve been completely over run with essays and, as per, my organisational skills have been absolutely crap. I have one more to go and I’m proud to say that, despite it not being due for over a week, I’m halfway through it. To be fair, if I had finished it the day it was set I still couldn’t have made up for how atrocious the first three were,as far as time management goes. I’m hoping I’ve done all right on them, but I’m going through the traditional ‘Oh my god, that was the worst essay I’ve ever written, I’m going to fail Uni and become a poetry reciting busker’ routine. (I can’t play any instrument very well, by the way, which may help to explain the poetry. Also, I like poems…)

Anyway, Philosophy was a nightmare. But then it always is. I’m pretty sure everyone’s predicted the upcoming rants on this semesters main Philosopher already, but I’ll save you from that for a little bit longer. Anyone fancy having a guess who it is? I’ll give you a clue, he’s an absolute pain in the arse (but to be fair, that would describe every philosopher that ever walked the planet. Ever.) and he wrote a book about Socrates. (Who I actually adore for some reason. Perhaps his ability to troll the life out of every conversation?) Well, the essay was on abortion, which is quite a controversial topic and something I haven’t really given much thought to. I had kind of hoped that after studying it in so much detail I would be able to make my mind up about how I felt about it but I’m still not sure.

I can kind of reason with myself that either pro or anti abortion would be a good stance to take but then I think of all the arguments against that argument and I just can’t find a reasonable reply to them. I think that writing an essay on it has actually just made me more confused as to my own opinion, it’s given me a lot of arguments but hasn’t lead to an answer which I’m comfortable with.

How can you say that it’s right to kill, or ‘let die’ a child that has done no wrong to anyone? But then, can you really define a foetus as a child? At what point does it become a ‘life’? 12 weeks? 10? A lump of cells? The argument that a child has a life from the moment of conception really doesn’t sit right with me. That’s like saying that sperm has a ‘life’ and how would that work?

I mean, I know that for certain people of the Catholic religion they’re often against contraception for this reason, that it’s stopping a child from being born, that it’s essentially killing it. (I know that there are many other reasons why some Catholics, and people of other religions are against contraception, I’m not trying to make that argument sound unreasonable by pointing out only that fact. To be quite honest, the argument itself does more to sound unreasonable than I ever could.)

Another interesting, if a little crude, point that I’ve came across is that if you can reasonably say that sperm is a life, could you say that giving someone a blow job was cannibalism? I mean, I know no reasonably minded person would think that, but where exactly do you draw the line? If you can’t use contraception because it prevents sperm from reaching, or at least having the potential to reach an egg, does that mean that masturbation would mean the same thing? Essentially, you’re ‘wasting’ life the same way you would do if you used contraception.

So no, I don’t agree with the idea that a child has a life from contraception, because I don’t see how turning from a sperm/egg into a blastocyst simply by multiplying out your cells can make the difference between having a life, and therefore a right to life, and not. (Yes, I DID learn, and remember, something in Human Biology!) So, because I don’t know how to define having a life and not, I can’t say it’s ok to have an abortion at an early stage but not after a certain time. It’s not okay at any point if I take that route, because the foetus could ‘develop’ a life at any point.

But then, I’m not comfortable with this either. I don’t like the idea that if a woman has been raped she should be forced to keep the child of her rapist when she is not at fault and not responsible for the baby. Or if the mother’s life is at risk. Or for another reasonable and just explanation. And I am fully in support of the fact that a woman should have the rights to her own body.

But then, shouldn’t the baby have the right to life? And wouldn’t that be more important? And, actually, something that’s not talked about as much as I thought it would be: Don’t the fathers have some sort of right? I mean, say that a woman and man are trying for a baby, conceive, but then she decides she doesn’t want it? Or worse, decides to abort the baby deliberately to hurt the father, something I know has happened on too many occasions? Does the father have no rights to his child? I mean, a father has equal rights when the child’s born, does the fact the mother’s carrying it make them any less relevant?

Oh dear. I’ve just stopped typing to remember what I was doing…. It was definitely not this.

So, I’ve went WAAAAY off track here. Erm, was not meant to go on an abortion rant. Right, well, so Philosophy essay was clearly destined to be rubbish. If I don’t have a clear opinion I can’t argue for or against it. English, I’d like to hope, went slightly better. It was about gender roles in Hamlet and Orlando and, although I was incredibly panicked at first, I managed to settle into it, and almost understand half of what I wrote. By about 4 o’clock the morning it was due in.

My last essay is for theology and I was going to go for either ‘Describe the Caste system in Hinduism.’ or ‘How can Hinduism be understood as the world’s oldest religion?’ but I decided that after not doing so well on my essay as I’d have liked last semester, I thought I’d do something different and go with the outrageously vague question, giving me a bit of scope to put my own spin on it. So, I’m writing now about ‘what it means to be Hindu’.

I’m quite enjoying it actually. I can either go two ways with it. One would be to describe as many of the key concepts as possible without going into too much depth, say a paragraph each, and the other would be taking three or four of the key, key concepts and be really detailed. I’m not sure what would be best. I could do both of them easily enough now that I’ve taken so much notes. (23 pages for a bloody essay!!!! I’m losing my mind) I’m not sure though, that with it being such a vague question I could really link just 3 or 4 and manage to answer it fully enough. But then, I also don’t know if I can put enough detail into the other option to be able to get a better grade. I could try and find a middle ground, but I have no idea where that would be.

Yeah, I get that you probably zoned out after reading that crap about an essay you’re not having to write/read so I’ll quit that rant too. Hmm, what else? I guess it’s been a hard few weeks. A lot has happened to make things unreasonably difficult. I had a pretty bad fall down two flights of stairs. Actually, that’s a lie. I had a pretty bad fall down one set of stairs. Then I tried to stand up, lost my footing and flew down the other one. I’ve ended up black and blue, again. My hip’s still gross and swollen. (’cause obviously you all wanted to know that). And it means I’ve been hobbling all over the place, which has not been fun. I’ve become addicted to facebook games, which is really not healthy. I just can’t stop! Oh yeah, I’m still unreasonably obsessed with vegetables!! I don’t think any of my ‘I will be healthy and eat good things and lose weight and exercise and stop eating beetroot’ have lasted this long!! Hopefully it’s a good sign! Yeah, I’ve also been reading HP fanfiction again. I feel like I’m betraying everything good about literature by doing this. In fact, I feel like I’m betraying myself, cutting out my soul a word at a time. But I’m allowed. It’s been an awful few weeks for numerous reasons and if I’ve succumbed to my weakness of slashy goodness then I’M ALLOWED. DON’T JUDGE ME. (**Edit** I’ve been told this is ‘gibberish’ so for those of you who are obviously not cool enough to know, hp fanfiction is Harry Potter stories written by fans about what happens after Deathly Hallows or a different spin on canon (Rowling’s plot). And slash is between same sex pairings. Some of them are actually quite good. Ok, they’re all right. Well, I mean, they can be good if you like that sort of thing. Look, I like them, STOP LOOKING AT ME WITH YOUR JUDGEMENTAL EYES.)

I actually stopped writing this post earlier to go to a debate at the QMU, which was really good! But now I have no idea or motivation to rant to you all any more! Well, I guess you had a lucky escape! I will post again soon. Yes, I will. I will. I’ll try. Ok, bye! Image

P.S. a friend sent me this photo. It is an incredibly accurate portrayal of my life.

First week, done!

22 Sep

 Well, I’ve survived my first week of classes! It’s been a whirlwind of exhausted rambling, 2 mile walks, illegible notes and an abundance of hot-chocolate and lempsips (Freshers’ Flu is an absolute killer), but I made it out of my last lecture today still conscious! Yay!

I now have a three day weekend (which is why I love Glasgow University and their amazing timetables!!) to work on my ‘to-do list’. This won’t come as a surprise to anyone reading this who knows me, but my new friends seem shocked by the fact it’s five pages long. First on the list is to put in a request with the accommodation folk to fix the lock in the shower. Twice now, after the trying ordeal of switching the shower off, I’ve been left standing in just my towel wondering if I have the strength to knock the door down or if I’d have to get someone to take the lock off, and see me practically starkers, dripping wet and blue from the cold. Thankfully, I’ve managed to open the door both times, using only my flip-flop and a bottle of shampoo. Probably best not to ask. I should mention, actually, that the reason I’ve been having such a time of it when turning the shower off is that it doesn’t have a cord, or on/off button like I have at home and every time I go to turn it off, I forget that, when you twist the dial all the way from 8 to zero, you turn the temperature all the way down to what I’m pretty certain, is almost into minus figures.

I’m slowly getting used to the little oddities of my flat. The ice blast in the shower is a great motivator for learning these things quickly. It’s the little things that cause the most bother now, like the electric cooker. I’ve only ever used gas and cooking without a flame means I don’t know how hot the ring is, or if it’s on at all. I soon find out though, either when smoke starts pouring out of my pasta or after fifteen minutes staring at my porridge wondering why it’s not cooked yet.

Similarly, it is the little things that cause me the most homesickness now. Last week, every time I spoke to my parents on Skype, or on the phone, every time I thought to go into the living room to watch t.v., every time I looked around and saw all of my things in a strange room, in a strange flat, in a strange city, it was reason for tears and worry. Now, it’s things like, wholemeal bread instead of white, eating lemon curd in my porridge with out looks of disgust and having hot chocolate and marshmallows for breakfast that make me stop and get that tingly, butterfly feeling in my stomach. My friend suggested it may well be the lemon curd and breakfast hot chocolate that’s giving me the ‘tingly’ stomach, but I’m pretty sure I just miss home. I’ve done better this week keeping my emotions under control, though. There’s been much less tears and fears this week than last.

Perhaps that’s just because I’m too exhausted to feel or think anything more complicated than ‘must not fall asleep during lectures’. I’ve started doing the things I used to do last year, when my insomnia was really bad; putting toast in the fridge, leaving the flat for Uni in my slippers, speaking to inanimate objects, etc. The last one was actually my attempt to get over writers’ block. I don’t know why I thought having a conversation with my alarm clock would help, but it definitely didn’t.

My worry about falling asleep during lectures has been pointless though, I’m far too fascinated by what’s going on in them to fall asleep. English Literature is great, we’re studying poetry just now and it’s something I have a lot of trouble analysing, so the information they’re giving us is really useful. I find it odd that I used to write a lot of poetry but know absolutely nothing about it’s structure, style, rhythm, metre etc. I assume most people who have read my attempts at poetry would not be as surprised as I am that I have no idea how a poem works, but there we go.

Theology and Religious Studies is absolutely brilliant. In higher RMPS last year we spent months going over the Buddhist religion, and we’re now expected to know the same amount of detail for Islam, Christianity and Judaism but we only have three weeks for each one. I don’t have the slightest idea how I’m going to manage to do so but I’m definitely looking forward to attempting it! And Philosophy is good too, not as interesting as Theology or English yet, but I imagine if I actually read the works we’re discussing (Rene Descartes’ Meditations) I’d probably find it a lot more informative!

That’s what I’m planning to do over this weekend, if I ever manage to complete my to-do list, read the books for my subjects. I have so many, I’m completely overwhelmed. Who would have thought an English Lit student would have a lot of reading to do?

I should say thank you, at this point, for all the messages I got after my last post. To be honest, I’m just surprised anyone bothered to read it. You have no idea how shocked I am when I check the blog and see that I’ve had thirty-odd views a day since I put it up. Even stranger, is that people are actually searching for my blog on Google! Some people have lees to do with themselves than I thought! But it’s lovely to hear feedback, do feel free to comment again.

Anyway, I’m going to go now I have a Jane Austen Society Pub Crawl on tonight. Yes, I’m just that cool. Bye!