I'm kind of confused and slightly worried by these bruises I keep finding upon my person. There's one on my upper arm, one on my ankle and I just found another one on my leg. I have no idea where they came from and I haven't even been drunk lately, so they aren't UDBs! Weird.
My cold is just about driving me crazy. Every time I think it's getting better it just whips around and screws me again. I was feeling alright earlier today, but there is always a part of the afternoon where my neck starts to hurt for some reason and now I can't breathe out my nose anymore. And I can't taste anything either. It's so annoying. I'm going to run out of tissues soon! ugh. I've been sick for a week now and I think that's quite enough. Damn Freshers Flu. It's so unpleasant. I had it in the first year too, when I actually *was* a fresher! I guess the weather isn't helping much either. It's apparently 55 degrees outside, though it feels much colder. It hasn't rained today, but the past few days it has been really sunny, then poured with rain, then stopped again. It's weird. That sort of weather has been going on for weeks now in England and I don't feel that it's a good thing. Oh dear.
I've finished class for this week and the conclusion I've come to is that I'm going to probably hate this year. Just like every other year except last year. They just don't make it very interesting! There is hardly any choice in your degree and that's just stupid. You get to choose for your core modules either 18th or 19th century literature and then 2 other special modules. I chose 18th century and now I'm wondering if that was a mistake, but I didn't want to do Dickens and there was no other option. In the first year we studied Romanticism which is the fag end of the 19th century and the 19th century, in the second year we did 18th century American literature. All we come out knowing is the 18th and 19th centuries and there are other periods of literature out there! It's just aggravating because I feel like in the US there was more choice. I did Great Books of the Western World and we studied all sorts of time periods and that was way more interesting. I know that the 18th and 19th centuries are very important and that a plethora of works were published then and it was the time that the novel really came into its own, but still. It's damn boring! It's sad to say but I really think that at the end of my degree I'm going to have wasted 4 years of my life studying something that I didn't really like and then I'm supposed to go out and start my life. I should have done history. I'm fucked.
Sorry this is such a moany entry but my cold is really getting me down. I keep having coughing fits, my head hurts all the time, I can't breath and I'm tired of being sick. I would quite like to go home, not as much as I have at this time in past years, but I really can't be fucked with this year. What I really want is to go back to USC, I think. I really think my brother and I should have switched places, because I think he would have really benefited from the English education system whereas I'm better suited for the American system. Bloody stupid life!