Library Whore

The last time I went out was Friday. Is it bad that it feels like its been a week since I've had some fun? Yeah, probably.

It rained for the first time since I was in Oxford on Saturday. I expected it to be a good thing, so I would get cracking on some work. Nope. I went to the library at about 16:00 here (Yes, I'm starting to tell time like the English.) and honestly I did not do anything. The readings on Statehood for International Law were horrendously dry. No lie. I don't understand how anyone ever wants to read it. I would read about 10 pages and then realized, that I did NOT, for the life of me, process anything that was going on, so I would read again, and the same thing would happen. Its ridiculous. So I just killed time by doing nothing. I don't even remember what time I left.

Sunday was better. It rained again so no point of exploring Oxford a little more. I walked to the library around 13:00 and forced myself to read. It was horrible. So I skipped to the next chapter. It was still awful, but SOOOOO much better than the previous chapter. I need to stop trying to do everything in a certain order, I think I can get more work done.

Trinity is so creepy at night. Its gated, but still really scary.

I would encounter that creepy dragon statue every time I needed to use the toilets. (Yup, bathrooms are just called toilets here. And! They all have sinks in the stalls. Haha.) I swear, this dragon will attack me one night.

Yesterday after dinner, I went to the library AGAIN to write my essay for British Politics. The readings are pretty interesting. I should've worked on it earlier because it required quite a bit of research, but it was too late for that. I started the research around 22:00. Typical me. I gave up around 3:00 and woke up at 8:00 to start writing it. I just finished an hour ago. I should have used more references and I should've concluded it better, but other than that I don't think I would have written it differently. It is horribly written, just because I am a bad writer. But I'm excited for him to give me feedback because I rarely get any feedback on any of my work anywhere. This could be going in a positive direction. I really do hope I find my motivation here.

Anywho, bad news on the homefront. My dad got laid-off again, but I'm not suppose to know. This makes me more money conscious. :( I hope things get better for the fam.

Off to class, hopefully getting a haircut, attending a seminar, and the second formal dinner.

Cheers!