It’s too early…

But such is the price you have to pay for interests outside of your course. This morning I’m up for another slot on the uni radio station, which is always good fun if ill-timed!

In literature related news, this week saw a limited number of students off on a field trip to Wordsworth’s house. Exciting events of this trip included an extremely nouty woman who got angry when we tried to enjoy tea and biscuits and a useless guide who forgot the correct term for a cupboard and called it a “coal-hole”. Hilarity ensued. The trip was, of course, not intended to be a study of the more peculiar specimens in academia but an aid to the Order and Chaos module. I’m not sure what we learned on that front apart from the Coleridge was a pushy so-and-so and made inconvenient house calls without warning, oh and Wordsworth was very unimaginative with pet names!

Ah well, it was a fun day out with the wonderful staff and involved singing on a bus, so definitely not a day wasted! Especially not since we found a lovely pub to escape the rain in…

Viva la reading week!

Ramble ramble… Oh look a train!

It’s travel back to uni day! This is an even more joyous day than travel home from uni day, if for a different reason… Travel home from uni day is wonderful because you don’t have to worry about buying food with your increasingly stretched budget, travel back to uni day is wonderful because by now you’re getting withdrawal symptoms from whichever crazy fellow student you spend the most time with!

If I don’t hear someone singing the comical songs from youtube soon I might go even madder… Still, here are some pretties to ward of the longing for dysfunctional uni life:

What’s that pretties? You herald the coming of something even more exciting than Crime Fiction and Writing the Supernatural modules? Well then, I guess I should keep an eye out for the release date of Guild Wars 2 in order to plan a week free of uni work, to honour of it’s arrival!

Yes, there are games coming out next year that I’m so excited for I’m talking to the artwork. Maybe being back at Edge Hill will help refocus my brain! Speaking of which…

I need to go pack, until next time chipmunks!

Travel to play

Ohhhh my it has been a while since I last posted!

The reason for this is simple; life is hectic and mad! Two more assignments before Christmas to get done, but they’ve been nice and spread them out one a week so very much do-able.

Hope anyone who listened in to our Punk/Rock Mixer on L:39 Radio enjoyed it, and actually because of the radio this blog is actually being typed up to Cotton Eyed Joe which is pretty Epic.

This weekend I was off in the lovely city of Cardiff indulging in nerdy behaviour of the most dire kind… Which was really fun and definitely a needed break from panicked reading and writing. I had a snake that could speak and read books while we all discussed what to do next, I wish he was real so he could do my assignments. Clever snake.

But seriously, I am quite clear about the distinction between fantasy and reality… I mean, thinking that I really was a Tiefling Sorcerer would be crazy.

 

Assignment! Cast Fireball!

Traveling – Student Bane

I know I promised a blog about why English Literature is so great at Edge Hill, but something else has occurred to me.

Traveling. This is a massive part of student life, as well as one of the most irritating things you will have to do on a regular basis. I live 5 hours travel from Ormskirk which is father than most students have to go admittedly, but it does give me a good perspective to offer some travel tips.

First, pack light. The best thing to do here is try and get your folks at home to keep toiletries and such in stock so you don’t have to carry all those bottles. This way you just need to take clothes and ladies can fit everything in a large handbag. Which is just shiny.

Secondly, do check when trains are leaving. National Rail have a feature that tells you when trains are delayed or canceled, which is always helpful.

Thirdly and finally, always keep your ticket in your pocket or somewhere handy. Once you hit Merseyside annoying officials will ask for it at every opportunity. You don’t want to miss a train because they won’t let up, it’s been known to happen.

‘Til next time fancy folk!