As much as I love university, being here till 8pm on a Monday is very much not my idea of fun. I have just returned from my first class of the second semester and whilst most of my class mates appeared to be nodding off, I was in my element. The realist novel was entertaining and very interesting to me, I found it easy and amusing applying it to different aspects of Pride and Prejudice. I don't relish the thought of my first exam at university but I'm definitely looking forward to the rest of the semester. I still have two classes to go, however.
How far did I get with Hamlet? I think I made it to at least Act 2- I can appreciate it I just don't think that I am meant to find it amusing. It's hard not to laugh when the Ghost, who has announced his return to purgatory about six pages previously, 'cries from under the stage, Swear!'
I can't say that today has been all bad, I mean between 4pm and 5pm I was researching the realist novels, whilst listening to 80's Madonna. I don't care what anybody says, Vogue will always be one of my favourite songs. I also came across Joni Mitchell's version of Big Yellow Taxi! I call that a successful day.