Bored

These two days I've spent at home (courtesy of reading week), have been very very useful. Not going out for two days tells you a lot about where you stand. And I must reluctantly admit, it's not a very nice place. Mostly it all relates to the career I've chosen at the end of the day, because there's nothing about it that motivates me. But somehow, accepting to myself that I'm in deep shit and not trying to defend my choices feels liberatory, and now I can actually try to do something about it, even though I don't have a clue what.

I don't really know where to go from here. Life's pretty bleak at the moment, but somehow I'm still calm and quite happy. I don't know where I got this optimism from, but I simply cannot be bothered to become a self pitying little wimp all over again.

On the positive side, I ve finally woken up from my turpor and started reading again! which for a student of English should be no big deal, but I'd been way too distracted and tired last semester. I've almost finished Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad, and simply saying that it's one of the most important 20th century novels should be enough, I guess. Shamefully I must admit I'd never heard of it before Prof. Vassallo (respect respect respect respect) mentioned it. But thankfully I've quit being too proud to admit that, to put it mildly, I'm pretty green and totally not well-read. Guess that's what good lecturers are for, to widen horizons :-)

Plus I'm listening to a lot of Keane and their music is just BJUTIFULLLL.

Till next time,
Lizzy