Wednesday 26th February
You could say I had some anxiety on this day. To say the least. I couldn’t sleep until 4am the night before! Despite being in bed well before then. Ugh! We could blame it on the IG doomscroll but I can’t lie to myself. The scrolling was because I couldn’t fall asleep. Too much anxiety. Why? All for a silly little book club meeting in the morning. Ha. I’m ridiculous. I’d only read half the book we would be discussing and it was the first meeting we had this year and I hadn’t yet scoped out the venue I was holding the meeting in since its renovation, so I suppose all this amounted to some stress.
You’ll be glad to know, the anxiety was for nothing. It doesn’t matter that I hadn’t finished the book, I doubt many people in the book club had, plus I’ve seen the film a hundred times. I practically know the script. In any case, hardly anyone turned up, plus the venue is incredible! Seriously, now I see where £2 million pounds in renovation went. Well done to my university. It’s actually a really good study and hang out space, with a big new cafe. And they have charging sockets for USC! So I don’t even have to bring my big chunky plug anymore! I’m not a fan of the security lady in this building. Her behaviour was very uncouth. It all involved a loud phone call, an umbrella and my immediate regret at daring to act with consideration. That is all I’ll say on the matter.
Pride and Prejudice was appropriate for this month’s book club since we had Valentine’s day on the 14th. To me, that means February is the month of love. AKA, romance novels. Convince me otherwise. We talked about a couple themes in the book: marriage, pride, and prejudice, and which character exhibited which (Elizabeth and Mr Darcy showed some of each, but mainly we agreed Mr Darcy is full of pride and Elizabeth is prejudiced, though you might think it’s the opposite prima facie). We also talked about the author, Jane Austen, the time period she was writing in, and the fact that she published anonymously, and whether that was out of necessity or, as I believe, more of a trend of her times. It was interesting! For the next meeting I need to put tickets on Native to reach a bigger audience of students.
People bought snacks, which I thought was cute. I also bought a pack of McVities chocolate biscuits which went down a treat. I shared the remainder with my classmates at my 2pm Jurisprudence seminar, much to the teachers appreciation. I believe our professor is a Colombian man, and he always has the best takes and stories, plus his fashion sense is…funky? Is that the correct usage of the word funky? Yes, I think so. And I for one, appreciate the fashionably brave. He’s got these semi-formal black boots he wears, and I call them semi-formal because they’ve got these demure spikes along the front. I mean, he pulls it off. Extra points for his noticing my Gryffindor scarf. I thought it was appropriate to wear it today because of book club. Let all HP fans unite!
Anyway, after all that, there was still some biscuits left, so I gave them to the muslim beggar lady who was doing her stuff by the train station. Her sign claimed she was hungry and I’m never one to keep a lady from her next meal. After that, well, listen, I went home. Skipped my 6pm seminar. It was a rainy and depressing London day, ok!? Plus I was exceptionally tired from only 4 hours of sleep. I’m tired on a regular day but today was just too much. Occasionally skipping class is good for your health, you know. So I went home, did not eat my packed lunch, and proceeded to heat up some microwavable butter chicken curry and rice. Watched an episode of The Boys on Amazon Prime then, crashed for like, 12 hours. No joke. See you tomorrow diary!
