Nott What You'd Expected...

LOST in a sea of Notters

LOST starts up again today, which means the flat will be huddled around my computer some time tomorrow, eagerly soaking up each precious morsel of downloaded goodness, a few hours after our American counterparts are exposed to the answer to last fall's cliffhanger....
I've discovered a cure for insomnia: Jane Austen's Persuasion. I'm sure it's interesting, but up to page 140, it's killing me. On the plus side, I've gotten more sleep on average in the last two nights than i did on Sunday and Monday combined. Go team.

Mark and Carol's paper looms ahead. It seems unreasonable to complain about being over the Word Count while only having convered half of my topic, but at the same time, I know that -even if i finish the paper as is- i'll have to delete half of it in order to turn it in. It's a good paper, and worth hashing out, but at this point it sucks.

Thinking about life here vs. life at Luther can be dangerous sometimes, and last night and this morning I arrived at some scary thoughts. Being in a house with so few people has its ups and downs. Sometimes people can get annoying, and the thought of only having these 8 people can be overwhelming, but at the same time there is a serenity and peace in the small group we've created.

Luther will seem like an expanse of people who have, like us, changed (for the better? worse?)- and I can't imagine what kind of claustrophobic feeling it will be to live surrounded by 2500 people again, many of whom I actually know and care about. Too often, we're lulled into a sense of refuge back here in the flat, refuge from the 30,000 people who we could care less about back at Uni. Surrounded by maybe 1500 people that I recognize and know again will be a big step in reacquainting myself with life in the States.

Classwise, I can't imagine being able to walk five minutes to class, and then taking more than one in a day. Here, a day with one class is at least a 3 hour adventure. I can't even remember what it feels like to have two classes in a day.... It's not that life here is any lazier or easier, it's just a very different sense of accomplishment and growth.... does any of this make sense?

I fear the fall, when I'll have TV Cultures and American Lit in my rearview, staring into 18 credits of pure Englishy, Educationy hell and wondering what i was complaining or commenting critically about....

Time will tell.

Papers to write, Persuasion to read.....

posted by Kevin @ 12:28 PM