Handed my essay in yesterday morning, so that is all shiny. I mean, it's a dreadful essay and my tutorial is basically going to involve my tutor going "I told you you were being overambitious, you FAIL" and me going "well, yes. Yes, I fail", and then that sort of thing for about ten minutes, but it is at least done so I can just bugger about for the next couple of days.
I had an amazing lecture Tuesday afternoon, it was on oldschool ballads, which basically translates as FOLK SONGS. It was so random and lovely, because as we all know I listen to loads of folk music so I knew most of the songs he was referencing (like
Long Lankin and
Barbara Allan and so on) and then he broke out into
Lucy Wan which is a song I love, and it was just... so weird, and so awesome. I was essentially dying of squee.
We decided over dinner the other night that there is absolutely nothing to prove that Hugh Jackman
isn't living in one of our kitchen cupboards provided no one opens the cupboard and tells me otherwise. No, I don't really know how we got there either. Oli did peer around the door and inform me that yes, Hugh Jackman is in the cupboard and then I found
this under my door yesterday morning. It made my day. I AM BEING HARRASSED FOR CAKE BY AN IMAGINARY HUGH JACKMAN WHO LIVES IN MY CUPBOARD! YAY!
( I think York train station at midnight is one of my new favourite places )Wednesday after my seminar (on
The Others, which is a movie I really don't like and still don't like even though we had quite a laugh analysing it) I went back to bed for a couple of hours and then ended up sitting around in our kitchen with various people for TWELVE HOURS. I am so ashamed, so I decided to be more productive yesterday and walked into town for some exercise. I spent far too much money on DVDs (
CSI:NY FTW) but it was nice anyway, even if I did get rained on quite a lot. Yesterday evening I got into a ridiculously tearful argument with my mother and it was horrible; I feel awful knowing I made her cry and she's all the way in London, but hopefully we can talk it through again today. ARGH.
The guys are out clubbing at the moment but Emily and I stayed in and watched
Marie Antoinette which is very pretty but with hindsight it hasn't really made me feel much better. I'm in the process of tidying my room, which is a tip, and then I'm going to bed because I have a lecture to get up for. I want to be more productive in my life though, all I seem to do at the moment is sleep...
Love to all.
xxx