A glorious Sunday afternoon. I woke up feeling very tired this morning but as the day wore on I felt better and better, and here I am at one thirty in the afternoon beaming at the softly swishing creature (the laptop). This week has been a truly great week. I finally got rid of my German presentation, which thankfully went quite well, and I managed to get myself into some kind of exam-oriented mood. My contributions towards my noble end of faring well in my exams have gradually evolved from contemplating the patterns on my bedspread to actually writing down a considerable amount of notes. Unfortunately most of these notes display a worrying tendency to copy attractive-looking chunks of sentences and phrases rather than summarize and "put in my own words" (those magic words that all aspire to), but I'm slowly improving, hopefully. Strangely enough Phonetics and Phonology (the subject with the impressive scientific terminology to impress people with) is proving the easiest to study, which is making me feel all smug and logical and scientific. On the other hand, Poetry is another story. Studying it must be the most effective ego deflator possible. Firstly, there are all the references which refer to things I've never heard/read about. Secondly, there is the infinity of meanings and metaphors that escape me and thirdly, there is the infinity of criticism I have never read. AND fourthly, there's my glaring inability to formulate a coherent, relevant sentence about the works concerned. Yet, despite all the wounds my pride and morale endure, it never fails to leave me awed, impressed and inspired. Guess it is actually true that art raises you from the mundane to the sublime. Anyways, enough of this because I fear that I'm starting to sound pompous.
My good mood keeps astounding me. Such high levels of optimism have been hard to trace in the past few years. Maybe it's because I'm growing older (oqqow) or maybe it's because I've realised I'm too young to sulk :-D. Or maybe life is truly lovely after all. Last night was great. But as usual it is followed by the feeling that it is illegal to work on a sunny Sunday afternoon, which will inevitably be followed by a feeling of nerdy guilt. Oh well, we will see.
Have a lovely Sunday,
Lizzy
xxxxx
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Hey Liz
I've had a glorious time reading your blog ;)
It's an awesome blog, can't wait for more instalments!
Also: Hurrah for science! :P
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