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Apr. 15th, 2006 12:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolI've not been updating a lot because I've honestly not had an awful lot to update about. My days have consisted of going out to lectures in which nothing entertaining happen, going to tutorials where people annoy me and the marks aren't quite what I wanted, which is frustrating. I'm also amazed at the sheer amount of revision people on my flist are doing, but I understand my exams are at a funny time - they start in mid-May and to be honest I don't plan on lifting a finger for them until May itself. This either means I'm incredibly lazy, incredibly arrogant, or both, but still. We'll see how my marks go and we'll lie to my parents if I need to.
Apart from all that, though, I've just been vegetating in the library, reading about the Molotov-Ribbentrop Pact, and Popular Politics In The Long Eighteenth Century and all that bollocks, and debating wirh an American regarding Tom Paine (personally, I find Tom Paine to be what he is - a failed tax-collector who successfully tapped into national feeling and wrote a bog-standard pamhplet that sounds not unlike a BNP tract of "I AM GOING TO WRITE IN IDIOT ENGLISH ABOUT STUFF YOU DON'T LIKE AND BLAME IT ON ONE SOCIAL GROUP THAT YOU DON'T REALLY UNDERSTAND." Tom Paine was not an enlightenment thinker. He was certainly not a visionary and didn't come up with anything new. Oh, and Mr American? Please don't accuse me of being wrong or even better never reading the Declaration of Independence because actually American government is my very quiet expert subject. Don't believe me? Go on the internet and look me up, I am officially the best in the country for that particular land of A-Levelness which may sound petty but I know what I'm talking about. I may not be a debater, I may have a Northern accent, but I'm not stupid and when I argue about stuff like this I do get it) and basically stuff that is vaguely interesting but I have a very hard job actually writing about because how do I get across the sheer academic joy of history? Because it is a joy - the minute I know I can stop reading, because I can actually feel the argument forming in my brain, or the feeling of understand why we're so fucked up now. But an awful lot of the time I'm bored out of my brain because we're doing stuff I don't care about and a lot of time I find myself thinking "Why am I here?" I do have terrible university guilt sometimes, ebcause I don't go out enough to justify being a lazy student but I don't work enough to clasify as a studious one, leading to the conclusion that I'm an unjustified lazy student. Hmm.
So that is why I've been quiet recently.
However, I went out on Thursday night, as a house, to the pub. We ended up in the Castle, which is small and quiet, and I drank cider which is always rock and roll, and then Katie and I stayed until the end, came home, and got pleasently more drunk in the lounge.
Proceeded to go Bopping with Katie and Susie last night, because I haven't seen Susie in yonks and becaue Boppin is always fun. We took a while to get there due to the joy that is work (I would have made more, last night, doing a paper round) and then proceeded to get slightly drunk in mine and Katie's case and dance a lot in all of our cases. Katie's bloke, Mohawk, is a DJ at the union so he played a blindingly cheesy set, but the DJ after that was awful, I had a cracking headache and headed home half an hour before the ending. I curled up in bed and stayed there for nearly twelve hours, but I was so bone-tired last night and I have no idea why, so I only woke up at 12.30pm and I still tired now.
All my housemates appear to be nesting. Derya was doing the hall, Sarah did the kitchen, and Katie's done the upstairs bathroom. I feel mildly bad. I will clean my room and throw in a free hoover of the upatirs lounge or something.
First, though, breakfast.
Also - a very happy Easter to everyone.
~Hathy_Col~
Apart from all that, though, I've just been vegetating in the library, reading about the Molotov-Ribbentrop Pact, and Popular Politics In The Long Eighteenth Century and all that bollocks, and debating wirh an American regarding Tom Paine (personally, I find Tom Paine to be what he is - a failed tax-collector who successfully tapped into national feeling and wrote a bog-standard pamhplet that sounds not unlike a BNP tract of "I AM GOING TO WRITE IN IDIOT ENGLISH ABOUT STUFF YOU DON'T LIKE AND BLAME IT ON ONE SOCIAL GROUP THAT YOU DON'T REALLY UNDERSTAND." Tom Paine was not an enlightenment thinker. He was certainly not a visionary and didn't come up with anything new. Oh, and Mr American? Please don't accuse me of being wrong or even better never reading the Declaration of Independence because actually American government is my very quiet expert subject. Don't believe me? Go on the internet and look me up, I am officially the best in the country for that particular land of A-Levelness which may sound petty but I know what I'm talking about. I may not be a debater, I may have a Northern accent, but I'm not stupid and when I argue about stuff like this I do get it) and basically stuff that is vaguely interesting but I have a very hard job actually writing about because how do I get across the sheer academic joy of history? Because it is a joy - the minute I know I can stop reading, because I can actually feel the argument forming in my brain, or the feeling of understand why we're so fucked up now. But an awful lot of the time I'm bored out of my brain because we're doing stuff I don't care about and a lot of time I find myself thinking "Why am I here?" I do have terrible university guilt sometimes, ebcause I don't go out enough to justify being a lazy student but I don't work enough to clasify as a studious one, leading to the conclusion that I'm an unjustified lazy student. Hmm.
So that is why I've been quiet recently.
However, I went out on Thursday night, as a house, to the pub. We ended up in the Castle, which is small and quiet, and I drank cider which is always rock and roll, and then Katie and I stayed until the end, came home, and got pleasently more drunk in the lounge.
Proceeded to go Bopping with Katie and Susie last night, because I haven't seen Susie in yonks and becaue Boppin is always fun. We took a while to get there due to the joy that is work (I would have made more, last night, doing a paper round) and then proceeded to get slightly drunk in mine and Katie's case and dance a lot in all of our cases. Katie's bloke, Mohawk, is a DJ at the union so he played a blindingly cheesy set, but the DJ after that was awful, I had a cracking headache and headed home half an hour before the ending. I curled up in bed and stayed there for nearly twelve hours, but I was so bone-tired last night and I have no idea why, so I only woke up at 12.30pm and I still tired now.
All my housemates appear to be nesting. Derya was doing the hall, Sarah did the kitchen, and Katie's done the upstairs bathroom. I feel mildly bad. I will clean my room and throw in a free hoover of the upatirs lounge or something.
First, though, breakfast.
Also - a very happy Easter to everyone.
~Hathy_Col~
