A Day in the Life

My mum wanted to know what a typical day is like, so Here goes. This is today, a Monday.

I got up around half ten or eleven. I don't have class till thirteen on Mondays. Made breakfast - today I experimented with pancakes. Didn't turn out too well, they were very tough, but with syrup and Neutella, who cares? Often I'll have eggs and sausage, or Tesco cornflakes, which are wicked cheap.

Washed up, checked email. Went to the international office to finalise my registration, but Annie was out. That's okay, it's not urgent.

First class today was Celtic Civilizations, which I'm unofficially auditing. Today's lecture was on the Roman conquests of Celtica. Large lecture hall, maybe 75-100 students on average.

From there straight to "Learning Society: Issues in Modern Education." Technically this is a lecture, but with usually five or six students, and today four, it works more like a seminar. All classes are divided into lectures and seminars. Seminars are small group discussions, usually guided by a post-graduate student. Today we talked about nationalism and other exclusion in education, and how the movement of "inter-culturalism" is trying to fix that.

I had an hour to kill before my last class. Sometimes I go home and have lunch - usually a sandwich - , or maybe I'll go to one of the campus museums or a stroll in the park. Today I laid on a bench outside the library - glorious weather - and read about how the Roberts the Bruce (there were at least three) tried to get the crown of Scotland. The last one managed to because all the other claimants had died out, or he had murdered them, and the English didn't have the resources to keep hold of Scotland, in a nutshell. This was after Bruce had switched sides from English to Scottish and back about five times. This is for my class, another very large lecture, "The Independent Kingdom of Scotland: 1100-1707," which I didn't have today. Two people in my seminar for this class are native Gaelic speakers, which is pretty cool.

My last class today was "Central and East European Studies, Level 1." The lecturer is a riot. He reminds me of a cross between John Cleese and Patrick Stewart. Today's lecture was on the cultural foundations for revolution in Russia.

Came home, made dinner - grilled cheese. Not sure what I'm doing for supper. I think I might want to get a pint later, perhaps at the GUU reading room, and do some reading there.