It's been a while..
So, she begins, its been a while..
..yeah, I have no idea where the last two and a half weeks have gone, well… perhaps I do, I spent the first week packing, unpacking and appointment-ting.. the second and a bit weeks skiing (and if we don't mention the 'little accident' everything will be ok) and then the last few days seeing friends – ie. Iz's 19th, shopping in Col, and meeting up with Sarah, Nick et al. (Simi, Emma, Ian, Yves) today in London.
With one day until the festivities _officially _begin (they don't till Dad finishes work, apparently) that only leaves the pile of uni work left to begin, to reflect on. Ugh. I'm still trawling through Tom Jones, yes, that was supposed to be read for Week 3.. and on page 587, i can't help but feel im being cheated out of the 'I've finished that book' feeling, at least twice... I mean just how many novels can you say, yeah page six hundred, of pretty small print, and I'm almost two thirds of the way through. Ugh ugh ugh. It's a good novel and all, but I wish Fielding would quit explaining the most ordinary of things in quite so much detail. One can't help but feel that the introduction chapters of each book, for which he half apologises, half explains, could just have been cut out. And if they all quit stopping at every inn they went to, and stopped talking to random people everywhere they went, I can't help but think that they would get on their journey quicker, and get together quicker, which lets face it has been obviously from at least pg 100, thats 500 pages ago.. and still 300 pgs to go!! You can see I'm just counting the pages… if i had the leisure to read this (arguably I've taken my time, but leaving a few novels seemed the only way to keep afloat this term) then perhaps it would be a more enjoyable reading experience.
Anyway, enough whinging about it and more reading .. if only it didn't make me feel sleepy everytime i sat down to read it…