Today felt like what I imagine the last good day before the apocalypse would be like. Weird. We all kinda had a feeling that the UK would eventually go into preparation mode but we weren't sure when exactly that would be. Well folks, as the result of yesterday's news about not going to all of the exciting places like theatres and pubs, we are officially in prep-mode. So what did this mean for me? Making the most of my last day of actual freedom. Yes, I said to myself "if today is the last day of freedom for a while, not only am I going to prep but I am going to socialise and have a lot of fun!"
So I didn't come to college via public transport for the first time in...how long? I got dropped off and it felt weird but on the plus side, it gave me a good hour to listen to quality music in the form of: Cavetown, Lady Gaga, Sara Bareilles, the strike, Panic! at the disco, Brandi Carlile and the &Juliet cast recording. A bit of everything but screw it, a good song is a good song no matter the artist (she says as she has just listed artists, much irony).
I ended up getting to college 2 hours early because my driver (otherwise known as a parent because I haven't got my licence yet) couldn't drop me off any later. Fear not, I had things to do. Namely homework that I spent the weekend productively procrastinating. I have decided that productive procrastination is a thing as I ended up DIYing a denim jacket. Feeling a bit too cocky, I put my book on the side thinking that I wouldn't need a full 2 hours to complete the reading/note taking homework. I was so wrong. It turns out that anything written by a literary critic needs to be translated into English. Basically, at the end of 2 hours, I traipsed over to Early Modern History with a page yet to be translated.
Student teachers are always interesting. I have to admit, I felt bad for the guy because he told us that he only found out that he would be teaching the lesson an hour before. Fun times! We spent the best part of said hour making mind-maps in groups about either the peasants or the upper class, focusing on what impact the French Revolution had on them. My group were assigned the peasants and not only did we make a mind map but we ranked the gains and losses in order of significance. Riveting stuff I know but try to contain your excitement because it gets so much better. The sub didn't come with puns and jokes like we are all accustomed to but he was nice all the same, if a bit quiet. That being said, I respect the quietness. It must be truly terrifying to not only be teaching 6th former's but winging it with a lesson plan you've only recently received, well done sub! You did yourself proud. Bonus: we left class at 11:30!
I spent my extra time in the library, trying to translate the dreaded page and make notes in half an hour. Success! I even had enough time to borrow 5 books (Lord of the flies, The perks of being a wallflower, To kill a mocking bird, One flew over the cuckoos nest and The colour purple) before meeting up with a friend and discussing life stuff. I might start calling Tuesday lunchtimes "life lunches" because we always end up having deep conversations (which I thoroughly enjoy). Although he is interested in a local eco-club so I might have to re-think the re-name if I decide to join him. Lets face it, I probably will.
Then along came English and thus came the exclamation of "fuck me" under my breath as I realised that the homework I spent all morning doing and all weekend procrastinating, wasn't due until next Friday. Well done me for mucking up timings yet again! I love studying "Othello" but I must admit, a romantic comedy would do a better job at keeping everyone's spirits up i.e. "Much ado about nothing" or better still "A midsummer nights dream". Just saying. Anyway English was as awesome as usual #favelessonoftheday . To be fair, I wouldn't have picked it if I didn't like it...moving on to the actual prep-part of my day...
I decided to make the most of the fact that I am currently still able to leave the house by walking all the way into town. It took me an hour and my fingers went purple, it was so worth it!!! Of course I did what any normal person would do to fix the hand situation, I bought a bottle of mango juice because logic. I had been lucky to have been kindly gifted enough money to get 2 books so I made a bee-line for waterstones. Upon arrival, I rushed upstairs to the sci-fi section (I've recently become obsessed with dystopian fiction) to find THE BOOK. They had it! I got my mits on the last copy of "The library of the unwritten" having looked for it for the past 2 weeks. Once I got out of fangirl mode, I picked up a copy of "Aristotle and Dante discover the secrets of the universe" and headed over to Krispy Kreme.
They are now selling smiley face doughnuts because apparently Saturday is world happiness day, I'm wondering how exactly that one's going to go considering things. Put it this way, I plan to spend the day either reading or doing a time lapse of a painting, which is in no way going to look as artistic as I think it will because I am a hobby artist. It will be fun either way!
Back to the doughnuts, I devoured the smiley face doughnut whilst simultaneously sinking my teeth into the book I bought last Friday: "Diary of a somebody". So far I've read up until March, its damn good and freaking hilarious. The poetry is brilliant!
I then had the sudden impulse to walk along the seafront so I did that. I am based in a land-locked place so the sea feels like a refreshing sight. Suddenly I had the realisation that my bus was due to leave (today I could only be dropped off one-way so I had to get the bus back) in 10 mins so I soniced up to the stop and spent the journey reading with my headphones in. It sounds like a stupid decision but busses make me sleepy so the music helps me stay awake and reading defeats the object because it makes me zone out. Either way, I've only screwed up my journey 6 ish times by doing this so...I'm going to keep doing it. What's the worst that could happen? (famous last words but that's besides the point)
I think that was a pretty decent way to spend the daylight portion of my day, as I'm writing this, I'm thinking that I will be productive and read something "useful" like an article about literary criticism because my English teacher converted me into a potential non-fiction reader. Actually no, that's not true, he's sparked my interest in literary criticism and I need to remember to ask for another book recommendation at some point. I'll say that and completely forget because I'm me. Yet another tangent, wow!
Knowing me, I'll spend my evening on social media and watch a few baking compilations until I fall asleep. On that note "knowing me", do I know me? Existential crisis point reached, I'm tired lol.
So that's all for today, thanks for reading and I'll see you in the next post.
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