The musings of a Canadian third-year University student on exchange in Edinburgh, Scotland. Beware: Copious references to literature, music, video games and hockey. This is also a place where I'll occasionally put some of my creative writing.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Hm, so I don’t think I’ve blogged anything in like 2 months as I have been avidly using Twitter. But this post contains too much information, and, thus, doesn’t seem appropriate for either Twitter or Facebook.
Today was the first day of registration for courses at Carleton and I had the 3:30pm time-slot. I had an appointment with the chiropractor this morning (where I also found out that I have friggin’ Bicipital Tendonitis, meaning I’m out of commission from any physical activity for at least 3 weeks…fuck) and then spent a few hours trying to figure out which courses I need next year in order to graduate.
It turns out I need to take 9 English courses in order to fulfill my required credits, and only one elective. So I’m taking 5 English courses first semester (count it: all my classes), and 4 second semester with one philosophy class. So here it is, the point of my post, my courses for next year:
1. Constructions of Criminality in Early Modern England
2. Issues in Postcolonial Theory
3. Race and Colonialism in African Literature
4. Modern and Contemporary Literary Theory
5. Science Fiction (can’t wait for this one)
6. Conversations Within and Between Gothic Novels
7. Renaissance Tragedy
8. South Asian Literature II
9. Death and Desire
10. Bioethics
Chess just made its comeback in my life.
Rise Against
I’m watching this debate on BBC. I love how they have about 6 people arguing against Richard Dawkins. All of Dawkins’ points are full-proof, academic, and rational. These religious ‘scholars’ (which is not a legitimate academic field—why study lies?) have absolutely nothing to back up their points, and none of them even fucking agree. How the bloody hell can anybody believe this crap? It’s ridiculous. I am utterly shocked by the stupidity of these people.
Alright, enough procrastination. It’s time to do my studying for the day. I took the day off yesterday, but I had covered half of my philosophy course in the two days prior. I’m a damn efficient studier when I put my mind to it. Time to do just that.
God Hates Us
Thomas Jefferson
Hellz yeah! Conservative Majority, baby! Though I did care far more about Bin Laden. The Royal Wedding was blown way too out of proportion.
Isaac Asimov
Blinded in Chains (A7X)
i lol’d
Honestly, how can I do so well academically, yet have absolutely no practical intelligence? Seriously, let us take a look at just this year alone:
Halloween: Deciding it was a good idea to hop around, drunk, on one foot in the dark. This lead to nearly breaking my ankle, and swollen foot for a month.
December (pre-exams): My hard-drive crashed, thus losing everything from my first 2.5 years of university a week before my exams. Admittedly, not my fault, but still…come on.
December (post-exams): Being unfortunate enough to be stuck in Heathrow airport for over 24 hours, and not sleeping for over 50 hours. Then being stupid enough to lose my passport, thus causing me to be stuck in London for 4 days, having to apply for an emergency passport from the embassy, and then re-apply for a new Visa so I could get back to the UK.
Rome: Get fined 50 Euros for no bus ticket. And lose my debit card.
Today: This is probably the most egregious example of my stupidity. I have been off class since March 25th. My first exam was today, May 4th (May the Fourth be with you). I checked my exam timetable twice, including last night. Apparently I skipped over the time, wrote it down wrong, and, subsequently, slept through my first exam. Now I have to wait until they sit the Exam Board and discuss my case to see whether or not they will let me pass.
Ladies and gentleman, I present to you your Tool of the Year: Mr. Nicholas James Paul.
Jeannie Paske. At The Quiet Limit Of The World. Watercolor, charcoal, pastel and ink.
The Lost Son