Examsss!!!

I am very tempted to hire hitmen to hurt the person who dismissed my course as easy-going at the beginning of this year, but since it is my dear statistician-brother, I shall refrain from doing so. Let's just assume he was joking. Anyways, as my title subtly suggests (I've already used this phrase but I'm free to copy my genial self, I guess) the exams are very very near. They're not even round the corner anymore, they've surpassed the corner and are running to get me!!! This year, I made it a point to start studying early, which I did , admittedly with some hitches. However, here I am two weeks before the exams with barely half the material covered, and with still an assignment (in German!) to start and finish. I have no idea how I am somehow managing not to panic so much, but I have a dull feeling of foreboding which will eventually result in my losing all hope of doing well. English Literature seems as vast and labyrinthine as the winding paths of Zurrieq (ref. the legendary hike). You never even get to the end of the poem, let alone to the end of the accompanying reading you're supposed to do. And it does not help at all that some poets have absolutely no concept whatsoever of conciseness (Byron! grrr!!!)! Okay, I admit, for all my professed love of poetry, I'm not half as hardworking as I should be. Period. I should read more throughout the year and stop complaining. But then again, I'm a first-year and I spent all the first semester staring with bewilderment at this new subject called linguistics, and forgetting all the rest. Oh well, hopefully all will be okay.

To the benefit of your amusement, I'm trying hard to excavate something which is not exam-related from the recesses of my mind. However, there truly is not much. This morning I went to university for an extra lecture and, on strolling alone to the bus stop through the sleepy university, I was truly impressed by the explosion and intensity of colours in the very bright midday sunshine. I know you must be murmuring "duh!" to your computers as you read this blog, but for a person who for so many years not so long ago somehow preferred winter (don't ask), it was a somewhat delightful revelation. Were I William Wordsworth, I would have written a glorious 'Ode to the Sunny Silent University', yet being Elizabeth Galea I only managed a few poorly structured lines in a blog. (Feel free to butt in telling me they're a hidden masterpiece ;p)

Right now my sister is playing Mika's Grace Kelly for roughly the sixth time consecutively (We discover songs quite a while after they become a hit here)and this has suddenly put me in a cheerful bouncy (what kind of word is that?!) mood. I might write some lines about Goethe tonight (assignment) or else call it a day. Let's hope we all make it safely to second year. Good Luck Everybody!!!

Take care,
Lizzy
xxxxxx