If I don’t say that I dislike any subject I have an exam in this week, I’m probably lying. I dislike Chemistry. I think I only just understand Esters and Carboxylic acids. They don’t even have that large a part devoted to them in the textbook, it just feels like they’ll come up to annoy me. At least, I’m way more confident about the module than I was at the start of the weekend. I would not have been ready to sit an exam on the subject on Friday. I just have to fit Physics revision in between all the other revision next week because I’m meant to get an A* in the last module if I want an A overall. It’s not going to happen, but I’ll aim.
I finished rereading Lord of the Flies earlier. It’s taken me this long to actually understand what Roger’s double edged spear meant past the metaphors. Though I think I might be going too far by saying that Ralph might’ve become the Lord of the Flies 2.0.
It’s not a bad book by any measure, I just think I’d be able to appreciate it a bit more after sitting an exam on it. Provided I actually do well, of course; otherwise it would just carry a bad taste. I can’t be sure which exam tomorrow I’m more worried about, it’s equal goings with both and no longer caring. I suppose not caring about either may be the best approach, but that could be misinterpreted as confidence.
THE GRAVEDIGGER’S HANDBOOK,a mix for thieves, saukerls, fuhrers and jewish fistfighting rats.
i kissed the soot, the dust, the fire from your ribs. i watched Him give you life and i will watch you be carried in my arms when you sleep. we live in germany and the skies are red and communist and the leader is cruel and i collect the souls of your brothers, your daughters, your sons.
we, for a moment, were infinite.
when the bombs whistled,
when the glass broke
immortality was perfect.
x smother, daughter x hold them, mohna x book thief, creatures of love x saeglopur, sigur ros x i will follow you into the dark, death cab for cutie x wide eyes, local natives x breezeblocks, alt j x i’m not calling you a liar, florence + the machine
Simon & Isabelle
you saw my pain, washed out in the rain
so give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light
Cause, oh, that gave me such a fright
But I will hold as long as you like
Just promise me we’ll be alright
Emmelie De Forest - Only Teardrops (Eurovision 2013)
Last night I dreamt about not being able to sleep and then taking a laptop into the bath and not realising that is was a bad idea until too late.
Do you know how long I spent on Chemistry today? From ten thirty this morning to seven o’clock this evening. I got through twenty pages of questions, which added to about seventeen full A4 pages of writing. I just really hope that some of that information went in. I’ve got three pages of questions left. I understand the last section the least. Then I get to spend the rest of tomorrow on Of Mice and Men and Lord of the Flies. Oh, the joy.
Ah Doctor Who. I kept having to pause the show just to stare at the screen. Had to pause again whenever a song from the older scores came on. There was a lot of pausing, lots of shouting at the screen and a long bout of trying very hard not to swear at the screen because there was a sibling next to me. Spoilers, but River was the best bit. I’m not sure I’m happy with that ending, but Eurovision blocked it out for me. That wasn’t as interesting as last year either. It’s that or I’m just not as impressed by anything any more, I cannot tell. Glad Denmark won though.
the best part of eurovision is listening to graham norton get bitchier and bitchier