A Study in Suburban Perfection - or just The Perfect Day

Good evening once more. It has been a well-occupied day, I must admit. 
Got myself to the library where I had no work to do - initially - but then I thought about tidying up book, using my initiative and such. That made me pretty hungry, which was just as well because I planned to get me a cream tea in the Tudor Rose Tea Rooms on the Barbican. A bit expensive - £10.70 of expensive - but when you consider it's homemade scones (you could tell because they were a little misshapen) and a ploughman's roll, it was worth it. SO tasty! I needed a good long walk after that so I walked all the way out to Laira Bridge which crosses the River Plym (eh, so is that why it's called Plymouth? haha). Saw a small boat wreck which

was unexpected. Upon reaching the other side, however, I felt it might be best to turn back home (this was around 3pm) but I ended up walking a little out of my way in the process, finding a park which I could only describe as looking like a picture of suburban perfection, all green grass and trees, a swing set play area, buggies and picnics. I wrote a short poem about it too which I'll post over on my literature blog.
It wasn't a bad day weather-wise either, heck, I needed sun lotion, but it was damn windy (not too chilly, mind).
Once back in my room, I spent a little while cooling off, doing some colouring, then wasted away another hour before getting food.
I've got another 2 hours before it's time to head out to the SU's final Detention Alt Night of the term, so I'll spend that on YouTube or something. But it's going to be a fun (hopefully) end to the day - and I WON'T get stupid drunk, I'll be paying for myself after all.

Life is better with Sushi....and Milkshake....and LOVE

Mmm I had me some good sushi today. YO Sushi's Blue Mondays give you a lot for your money. 7 little plates of goodness for £19 and there are some seriously delicious additions to the menu - like a Hoi Sin Duck Roll!! 
I wanted to go wander Plymouth a bit but couldn't make up my mind so I got a Cookie Monster milkshake from the Caffeine Club and came home to watch Crimson Peak (a lot easier to watch when it's still light!)
But in general, it's been a quiet and simple day. I managed to draw up my lists of stuff in my room and kitchen to get rid of - whether that's bin, donate, or recycle - and stuff to take home (the latter list seems to be longer haha oh dear). Also decided how I'll use up my remaining food, what to not buy anymore of, etc. I'll get to make a lasagne for the first time in an age too!
Anyway, on to tomorrow. Going to have me a cream tea on the Barbican maybe, and then later that night, it's the final Detention night so JD and Cokes are just £1.75. Better get some change ready in preparation - but like I said, I'm keeping myself steady. 3 drinks is my absolute max anytime.

Time to get my sushi on!

Leaving the weekend out of my blog was not my intention, but I have been [enjoyably] preoccupied these last two nights. However, I have finally finished typing up my class notes from the last month of lectures, workshops and seminars - or rather, applying those notes to the various Powerpoints used in said classes (it means I don't need to print as much anyway, so I'm saving money AND the environment....sort of).
Managed to get in to do some library work on the Saturday, ended up looking up books on Amazon to see if any were worth selling. Not too many great results - though I did encounter a few prices which were just taking the piss (it has to be a very special book to ask £600!) 
But I managed a decent length Skype conversation that night with Jackson so I was happy.
Yesterday was a lot more relaxed, nothing much happened, though I have now reached the finale of Daredevil Season 2 so that's another series down. 
Today, I need to start writing up lists of things to donate/dispose of, and then get myself over to YO Sushi for a tasty Blue Monday offer - alone, mind you, because my poor friend who was going to come with me has injured herself (I wish her ankle better soon). 
I seem to have been out of luck with the 'meeting friends' part of my plan this last week....no one has been free....or I just haven't provided any incentive to come out. Maybe this week will be better.
We'll see when I next write.

2 weeks away from HOME!

It's a much duller/less enjoyable first week off than I thought it would be. I've been doing my work at the library - which is a change of pace - but once I get back to my room, it's time to get note typing....I think I may have roped myself into some seriously mind-numbing stuff.
I have just checked the weather for tomorrow and as it looks pretty decent, I think I'll go exploring the area again, give my legs a stretch and my mind a break. 
I'll need to get a decent amount of sleep tonight though, which is always tough when my flatmate has her noisy friends over....
But in general, I am really starting to miss home, especially knowing how close moving out day is, and the fact that Jackson and I are missing each other so much right now. Just 2 more weeks, and hopefully 2 more enjoyable weeks *fingers crossed*

Sober Month Fail

I want to hope this is the last time I have to document my stupidity when it comes to drinking i.e. that I always drink too much. Last night was my flatmate Chrlotte's 20th birthday and so it was pre-drinks in the kitchen with alot of her friends. Ring of fire, beer pong (or a variation involving bouncing a ping-pong ball into a cup and passing it round the table) and inflatable cock fighting were the entertainments of choice before heading out to a local club. I don't remember the club (but I can assure you that I was on my best behaviour while out) and only recall stumbling about in my room and having to make myself sick before passing out in bed. Next morning - and all of today - has been rough. I woke up at 10am, lounged about until 12 and went for some cereal, lay about some more, had a nap from 3 til 6, had food at 7, and then more laying about with a mug of tea. Chatted with Jackson because hearing his voice is always a distraction. But it's been a troubling day for him too as there's the threat of being fired....which would not be good for either of us. 
So yeah, I wish I had better things to report. Apart from getting some pages of notes typed up yesterday, I have been lacking in the productive department. Time to up my game!
And remember to stay away from the wine on a night out...

Like students to an open bar....in an aquarium???

Whew! And I thought an average day at uni was busy!
Attended the talk on Second Year at midday after returning my library books (some of that huge pile I posted on Sunday night). The tutors talked a little about what to expect, how to get ahead by reading, how much harder this year will be, etc., etc. I am still majorly excited for second year because it's a very personalised year, a time to put your own spin on your work. Then there was a talk on placements and work experience (apparently a degree alone is not enough- you need the experiences in work environments too of obvious now). There was a shortish questionnaire about research techniques after (which we were kind of bribed into with huge tubs of chocolate - some of many sweets I ate today!)
After that, I didn't have much time to get back to my room, change and have some food before going out to see X-Men: Apocalypse with Alicia. Such a dramatic and awesome film about the origins of the X-Men. I'd say 10/10 especially because the screen was HUGE, the seats were comfy, and the pick'n'mix (see, more sweets) was delicious haha
I always loved the character of Nightcrawler, by the way, even if he is an awkward blue German teleporting mutant - he's cute!
Was taken to the Aquarium Night on the Marina which was [inevitably] packed out with students who seemed [oddly] as interested in staring at fish as we were....
I'm back in my room once more though, with a bottle of Bulmers Pear cider to celebrate the end of my assignments as well as the end of my sober month which I did spectacularly well at given I had two opportunities to drink in that time and didn't *pats on back*......ok, maybe it was wasn't that much of an achievement, but it got me through my work with a clear head
Going to catch up on Season 2 of Daredevil - later!

Now the fun begins!

So my first year deadline has come and gone, and today itself has still been busy. Got myself into the library at half 10 and was put to work hunting down some biographies for a few hours. Man, that book store is DUSTY! But I'll most likely be back in there on Thursday if I can't find anything better to do. 
I know I've assigned myself note-typing for the majority of my time this week, though.
Hauled back £21's worth of food from Aldi, had me some soup for lunch, and then returned to town for the last of my essentials - including Cookies and Cream i.e. Oreo, Poptarts from Tesco (I never realised Plymouth's town centre Tesco had an American section with Hersheys, Mike and Ikes, Poptarts, Warheads, etc. 
I got back about 4pm - I forget what happened between then and 6, but I decided to go make dinner and have the rest of my delicious leftover Apple Charlotte with [rock-solid-even-after-being-left-out-for-10-minutes] Cookie Dough ice cream haha so much effort for something so delicious! 
But tomorrow is going to be another busy one what with my intro to Second Year lecture (followed by a work placements talk), then meeting with Alicia for food and X-Men Apocalypse and a late evening event at the Marina Aquarium. It'll be a busy day, for sure!
Until then, buh-bye!

I claim this day in the name of VICTORY!!

It has truly been a torturous, painful, mind-wracking process these last three weeks, planning, composing, forcing myself to compose, then editing, proof-reading and prepping my essays into the presentable shape they are now in. But after all this time, it has finally been done. They are gone into the capable hands of my tutors (at least by 12 and 3pm tomorrow respectively) and I am left feeling....brain-dead, relieved (just a little at the moment, the rest will sink in in the morning), exhausted, confused, etc. but the important thing - it's done!
I can finally get started on that list of things I planned which is stuck to my bedroom wall. 

Pretty much all of the books I used

Just to give you an idea of how tough today was, I didn't get started on the editing until nearly 11am, pushed through til half 1 by which point I needed food, so had some Marmite toast (such nostalgia smelling the pot - my mouth is watering just thinking of it) and 1/2 can of Minestrone soup. Second push was paused by my sister phoning for a chat which took up 40 minutes, and then later foiled by the dull aches of my 'time of the month'. Managed to push through that and get the editing done before attaching the cover sheets and bibliographies. By then it was about 6pm so I decided to get food and finish proof-reading afterward. 'Food' consisted of a mix of leftover Quorn chili con carne and chicken/tuna stirfry, with homemade 'guacamole-salsa', AND as a treat for [almost] finishing my essays (and first year), I made an Apple Charlotte (Google it if you don't know). 
Eating some of that with Cookie Dough ice cream gave me the boost I needed and I was done by 9pm, in time for a mug of tea which I have yet to drink. And all the while one of my flatmates was in the kitchen doing a similar thing - writing an essay (poor girl).
These three weeks have passed in a flash, which I am equal parts happy and sad about (for obvious reasons). Another three and I'll be home again! Jeez!
I hope they're fun though :)

The summit is within sight

It would appear I forgot to blog last night. I suppose I have good reason. It was a tough battle from 373 to almost 1100 words, but I managed it before having tea and biscuits and eventually melting into a pool of tears at the end of Vampire Diaries Season 5 (Delena fans, watch out!)
Today, however, it was the fight to the finish, at least of composing my essays. Only problem is my psychoanalysis essay is over the max word count so that's going to be a bitch to edit tomorrow. Plus side, I got my bibliographies typed out too so that's one less job for tomorrow.....wow, I'm suddenly being hit by the realisation that this is it, the culmination of all my efforts here thus far. This time 3 weeks from now, I'll be back home in Kent with my several tons of books, clothes and crockery haha!
I went for a short walk at 7pm just to stretch my legs but now I'm back. Not sure when I'll get to bed tonight though...
Definitely need to visit Aldi again in what seems like forever (2 weeks at most - given my intensive essay-writing in that period). But I have so much lined up for myself in these final weeks. Fingers crossed I can stay occupied and not get bored!

Tumbleweeds a-rollin' in the classrooms

Somehow I made it to the end of another day! It has been tough, I'll tell you. 9am Critical Theory seminar and I am one of only two people who have turned up for a lesson on Ecocriticism - which did include a talk through our recent marks and feedback, and a chance to discuss any issues with our essays in progress. I went to book a tutorial (as recommended) afterward and was worried I wouldn't get seen before Monday, however one guy had a fortunate cancellation so I got in then and there. He gave me some really useful research, essay planning and structure tips which hopefully my brain will take into account now. Picked up my books for next year too (not as many as I had to pick up for this year but then I had the entire lot - including the Norton Anthology multipack, two of which are going to be used next year). Back in my room, I managed to throw together the next 100 words of my Psychoanalysis intro before my second seminar - Horace Walpole's Castle of Otranto. This time I was one of four which made it a little better but there was a lot more awkward silences....hmmm
Went to the library to pick up a few more textbooks for my essay after that, returned to my room for cold pizza with hoi sin sauce dip (haha maybe a little too salty for me), read the important parts of a book on psychoanalysis, all the while fighting fatigue. This I gave into at 5.30 pm - for half hour - before convincing myself to get another 173 words down, bringing my total word count to approx. 370 something.
As a sort of reward, I ate the last of my Ben and Jerrys Cookie Dough ice cream and watched some Archer.
But again, the day is wearing away and I will have to sleep soon. 
Just three more days to go...

When you start to doubt yourself

I wish all of what I had to report was good news, however some bad has managed to slip in there too. Only one instance of bad but it's kind of coloured the rest of the day.
So I've managed to finish my author essay and have got down 98 words of my final essay, however I also got my mark for the critical commentary submitted just after Spring Break and it was my lowest yet: 57. Apparently my reasoning was poorly supported and even my grammar was messed up! Oh no.
I made myself some pizza around this time though so I felt a little better (pizza cures almost everything....Well actually that's cake).
Having taken down those first 98 words though I called it quits for the day, and played some Bejewelled Blitz on Facebook until it was time to join my flatmates in the kitchen above for takeaway.
I now have half a tub of bland egg fried rice and some hoi sin sauce for tomorrow - yum - that ought to get me through 2 seminars and about 5 scattered hours of essay writing.
Also, I don't know if I mentioned but my doves have abandoned me.....

Wake me up when it's over

I am just wanting this week to be over! Admittedly, I am now 1000 words into my second essay (after 2 days of writing), but with 2000 still to go, it's understandable that I'm wishing it was just done with.
Also, nothing else of particular note has happened. 
I need to pick up my textbooks for year 2 of uni, my upstairs flatmate Rhiannon is leaving so we're having a takeaway to say goodbye, I have a fair amount of time to get one essay finished and the last started - this is all tomorrow.
And it's only 6 days until my deadline....
Wish me luck, okay?

Eurovision 2016!!

Evenin' world! I have a little catching up to do. 
So I've managed to work out most of the kinks in my final two essay plans (one of which I shall need to put into action starting tomorrow - eep!) but I may still be lacking in a supporting article or two for psychoanalysis....
I've finished Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness and I'm amazed at how often he felt the need to mention 'darkness'. I know it's in the title, but could he have reminded a reader any more? Well at least some passages can go toward my explanation of The Uncanny.
The biggest deal for my yesterday, however, was of course the Eurovision Song Contest! A big congratulations to Ukraine for winning this year, it was rather unexpected, especially now a new points system has been implemented whereby votes are cast for country-specific juries AND the general public. The public's points are announced after which meant almost the entire leaderboard was turned on its head.
I won't bore you with a detailed run-down of all the acts but maybe just a few of my favourites:
Cyprus gave an unexpected (but very welcome for me) rock performance with a song called Alter Ego, full of electric guitars and musicians in cages (damn aesthetics!). I'd've given them 12 points.
Georgia were a similar case with an indie-rock song called Midnight Gold, and a sound that was a mash-up of Arctic Monkeys and Oasis. It was genuinely refreshing to be able to hear the instruments! Another 12 points from me!
What I came to notice this time around was the division of most songs into the generic male love song and the generic female power ballad. But in amongst all of them were some gems, like Russia (the bookies favourite) who made use of the screen behind him beautifully. For the women, it had to be either Austria, who I described as being sweet yet strong like a rose wine, and resmbling a princess, or Italy, a beautiful little song in Italian with just the right level of volume, sung from a little island in the middle of the stage.
Hungary also came through with a song which almost matched the intensity of the stage visuals (cracking lava floor, lightning, Tibetan drum) and Poland, whose vocalist resembled a youthful Captain Hook in his red frock coat.
But once the points were all in, Ukraine came out on top with a more traditional, cultural song called 1944 (about World War 2, no doubt). It felt a little Kate Bush-esque. I gave her 7 out of 10 which isn't as high as some of the others, but I'm not that disappointed. 
Anyway, that's my report of last night. Time to wind down some more until bed.

Essay 1/3 Completed! Achievement Get!

I thought I would use this opportunity to fill in yesterday's blank. I would've written except I got preoccupied with playing card games with my flatmate and her friends in our kitchen. This was after the finale of Breaking Bad (OMG!!! I shall not reveal spoilers but damn, that ending!), and that was after finishing up on 2300 words for my sensibility essay. Which was also preceded by my two seminars which were good and bad respectively. 
The morning Critical Theory seminar was woefully underpopulated, and Mandy had to deliver a talk on Post-colonialism to a class of 5. This, however, was good, given the level of engagement I managed to pull off, and I felt enriched by the experience, somehow - which is more than can be said for the second seminar.
Pamela was fast becoming an old topic for us all as, despite a decent class turn-out, hardly anyone had anything to say in response to any question put to us on Pamela 'as a political novel' (which I had, and still have, no opinion on).
Which leaves me with today, the first day in the week in which I could feasibly have worked from start to finish (aside from food and general mental breaks). But I am proud to say that I have completed my first essay (pending editing) at 2916 words (84 shy of the stated word count but within the +/- 10%). Now, I can indulge in some half price Ben and Jerrys Cookie Dough ice cream, a mug of tea, and some Vampire Diaries.
See you tomorrow!

Just when you thought it was safe to care for TV characters

I'm going to have to make this post brief because I almost forgot and now it's late so here goes.
Today has been a productive and fairly uninterrupted day, seeing me reach a little over 2000 words by 4.45pm. The wording in some parts I am genuinely impressed by (yes, I am proud of my own work, and that's not a thing to be ashamed of).
Went to the INK magazine Launch Party at the Bread and Roses pub at 6pm where I was treated to free curry and a copy of the magazine, spent the majority of the two hours there chatting to a friend and made it back to my room in time for the most emotional episodes of Breaking Bad yet! I won't throw in spoilers but damn......Walt is a heartless bastard!
That is all - goodnight people.

I'm [Actually] Feeling Gooooood

I will say, I never anticipated feeling this relaxed about writing my essay - ha!
It wasn't that easy getting back into the swing of things this morning, what with the knowledge that I only had until 11.45 before I needed to get to a midday lecture on Sex and Virtue in Pamela (who'd have thought it could be such a raunchy novel?) Regardless, I increased my word count by about 100 before then. 
In my lecture, I came to realise I was definitely missing my former tutor's style of delivery when it came to reading out quotes from our source texts. She is currently on extended sick leave following surgery (for I know not what), but I always thought she gave personality to the things she read out - that's not to say her replacement isn't entertaining, but....it's the little things.
Ticked another campus cafe off of my list of places to eat on campus when I had lunch in Portland Square Cafe (Chicken Salad sammich - mmmm) before heading to my tutorial for Critical Theory. I already knew my plans for the module's final portfolio were messy, but it quickly became apparent to me just how messy. Not to mention the fact that I appeared to have accrued enough ideas for an essay the size of the one I am currently working on i.e. too many. Having discussed how best to strip back the excess, I left feeling that little bit more confident (something I can only add to this weekend when I refine my plans).
And so the rest of my afternoon/evening was spent adding to my word count until I had around 1200 by 6.30pm, at which point it was time for tacos! A little messier with the addition of some beans but I've come to learn that all Mexican food is messy to some degree. 
By some miracle, upon my return to my essay, I managed to churn out another 100 words bringing my total to almost 1300, which would explain my relaxed state somewhat. Breaking Bad, on the other hand, is all tension and uncertainty, and something I will be returning to momentarily.
Until tomorrow - when I return from the INK magazine launch party at Bread and Roses - and hopefully have another 500 or so words under my belt.

Friendship > Tacos

Today has been unexpected mixture of highs and lows, though as much as I'd like to think the highs have outweighed the lows, it feels like they haven't. Once I've written this down it might become clearer.
I managed to straighten out my introduction for my Sensibility essay this morning and got about 100 words down before a midday lecture - high point.
After said lecture, I learnt that my best friend would be dropping out of university - low point (can I say extreme low? This is my best friend we're talking about here. Just thinking about it makes my heart skip a little...)
Ok, moving on - more essay writing. Got up to about 600 words before 3pm workshop on constructing an argument (useful) - high point.
Made some delicious Old El Paso Quorn Mince and Red Pepper Tacos when I got back - high point (I'd like to think this went some way to counterbalancing the extreme low, even just a little bit).
Finished up my essay writing at around 800 words, which is still maybe 100-200 words shy of what I had hoped for tonight but then I have been pressed for time - so high point.
The WiFi here in Halls has been messing up meaning I wasn't able to watch Breaking Bad - low point.
Got to have a phone conversation with my boyfriend - high point.
All in all, I seem to have come out on top today, but when you have to deal with the partial loss of connection with someone you love, it can really take the wind out of your sails, so to speak. I'm wishing her all the best though and really look forward to hanging out in early June before I go home for the Summer. All my love!!

I think I'm [not] ready

So another week gone, and just over two weeks until my final assignment deadlines. It has gone quick, huh?
I can't say I'm feeling all that prepared but then I didn't spend the last three days stressing over how to write them for nothing. Yes, I somehow managed to scrape together some semblance of a plan for my Authorial Intent essay which means I am now 'ready'. I tried to read the second article from my required reading but it was just so dry (not to mention completely irrelevant to my assignments) that I had to give up after an hour. 
Highlight of the day is that I have a restocked fridge so I can proceed to making more food for the week now - well almost as restocked as I'd like, but there are still a few things missing which I will need to pick up from the Co-op tomorrow.
I won't lie I am nervous about starting these essays. It seemed so far away when I started the modules back in March, but now it's May and things are slowly drawing to a close. Dad will be here to pick me up in just over a month, and it seems only yesterday I was saying goodbye to him before coming back to my room and panicking a little and then going out with Panksy to wander the campus and try Cuba (the only time I ever have). I'll probably be doing a lot more reflective posts over the coming weeks.
Anyway, best sign off for now. Wish me luck for tomorrow - and the day after that - and the day after that - etc etc.
P.s. Vampire Diaries can get exceedingly steamy when it wants to (thank you Ian Somerhalder <3 )
P.P.s. Have been a little concerned by a magpie attacking Peachy's nest....I had a feeling this might happen

I thought I liked Freud!

I am back after another Cross Country Writers Open Mic Night. Always good to see some familiar faces again and get a response from my work.
In other news: I struggled, I stressed, there were books everywhere but eventually I managed to get the plan - rough draft as it is at the moment - for my psychoanalysis essay completed. So that just leaves Author Intent tomorrow. I will say I'm starting to regret the fact that I chose these two topics as they're more closely related than I first thought.....
At least I had some tasty stir-fry to reward myself with!
Now I just need to get myself some well deserved sleep - and in case you were wondering, yes, I'm still doing my morning exercises.

Chicken Wrap with a Side Helping of Inspiration

Good evening once again (man, these days are not slowing down - not that I'm complaining 100%), but I have reason to be happy tonight: I managed to get the plan down for my Sensibility essay.
After the two hour workshop on essay technique, I took it easy with some Sudoku for an hour or so before finally managing to convince myself it was time to make some progress. Of course, me being me, I soon got hungry, but I had a solution to that; a £6, two meals worth solution. Thanks to the uni's on-campus Market Day, I treated myself to a World Food Cafe Lime-infused Chicken Wrap with [almost] all the trimmings. In order to get my head out of work mode for a little while (not that I needed to), I chose to chow down on my wrap in my kitchen (with the door open to enjoy the more Spring-like weather) and employ my mind with some poetry instead, which I will link here.
Only when I was satisfied with the result did I return to my room to carry on listing quotes until, 4 hours later, I began to crave the remains of my wrap (which I devoured in about 15 mins). Tidying up my plan by 7.15 pm, I was done for the day and ready to catch up on some more Vampire Diaries. I also think I am officially done with today in general, so I shall return tomorrow, hopefully with another plan (or two if I'm lucky) completed.
Mustn't forget to start on my week's reading too - if there's time.

Always Darkest Before the Dawn

I knew I'd hit gold eventually...in a way. It would appear I am onto a good thing with my Sensibility essay as I got marked 70/100 or a First for my intro and annotated bibliography. Now that right there is a sizable confidence boost for next week's marathon of a task. 
In other news: the presentation went down alright, even if the quiz side of it (Who Wants to be a Millionaire) didn't quite play out the way I expected it to. 
Regardless, I took the rest of the day off after my tutorial at 3.40. Went for a short walk down to Plymouth Hoe and did some colouring. The weather today has been the hottest yet, so I can only hope it carries on. Now I'm here after two tense episodes of Breaking Bad, wondering when I should think about getting to sleep.
Tomorrow is going to be intense, trying to pull together a decent plan for my 3000-word essay.
Also I tried going onto my balcony today to see if it scared Peachy away but thankfully it didn't. I've tried to learn what I can about collared dove nesting but Google isn't being too helpful. I did learn that from eggs being laid to baby birds flying the nest is about a month so hopefully, I'll see something special before I leave.

The Closest Thing to Nature/Happiness

I think I can safely say today has been decidedly more productive. 
1. My group and I have got our presentation together, with just the necessity for a few adjustments tomorrow before the seminar itself.
2. I managed to read over and highlight the key sensibility points in Horace Walpole's Castle of Otranto.
3. My mood has been significantly improved by my boyfriend who has been sending me positive vibes and advice all day.
4. I ate cold homemade pizza - which is something I haven't done in a little while and is so satisfying (aside from the absence of stringy gooey mozzarella)
5. I have tutorials booked so I can discuss my ideas with my tutors (always useful)
6. Peachy (my female dove) looks to be doing ok. I have decided to let them stay simply because I see no problem with it. If they want to take the cost out of my damage deposit, go ahead. This is the closest I'm getting to nature here.
I think that's about it for tonight. Have a picture of my colouring book fish; I finished the scales on the orange one about an hour ago:

Same Old, Same Old

I want to say I have something interesting to write about but these last two days have been much the same thing: preparing material for my final essays. I have scoured my Norton Anthology for more theorists (a tiring business), and today I went to the library to collect a few more books. I have some articles for both modules, so I suppose all that's left is to start planning in time for Monday.
Managed to start the construction of our presentation for Thursday (which we need to get together tomorrow) and that will be another thing out of the way.
I will genuinely be happy for a rest once this next month is out of the way - even if it means packing all my stuff up and going home. 
The story with regard to my doves is an uncertain one because I have said I will report it but I really don't want to...

Gender is....

And it's another month already - almost halfway through 2016! What have I to report this time? Well I failed at Skype last night due to the appalling WiFi here in halls *cries* so had to make do with a phone call.

Today was supposed to be the day to meet up with my other team members to discuss our presentation however that has been deferred to tomorrow.

I have managed to get my laundry done whilst occupying my time waiting for said laundry reading the rest of Judith Butler's Gender Theory. Such a task to wrap my brain around, but I have just recalled a link my tutor supplied us with which might help me out (which I will link here if I think it's entertaining enough). 

I decided to take a nap after that marathon - around 3pm - and eventually got around to making dinner an hour or so later, read through the extract from The Loves of Lady Purple (supplied by my course), and now it is (and has been for the past 2 hours) CHILL TIME. Breaking Bad is getting grittier still in case you needed an indication of how I have been 'chilling' - with the addition of apple tart and custard (mmm)
Oh and by the way, I thought the doves were gone but they returned this morning - temporarily - so I'm not sure if Peachy and Dexter are serious. Whatever the case, I need to report it haha evict them!