it’s quite amazing/scary how fast this term has passed. this time next week I will be on a plane to dubai and then home.
just finished my last script & prose writing class for this term. one more week of thinking about Rachel and Kenneth and Cyril before they’re finally out of my hands. enjoyed the process overall I guess, though working on my story was one of those things that was always so difficult to start. I switched my practice option specialisation from photography to script & prose a week ago, I’m hoping I don’t regret it for the next one and a half years.
have been bleeding readings on Durkheim and Simmel and subjectivity and therapeutics and discipline through my ears for the past few weeks to prepare for my essays. the longer one on psychology is more or less done, thank goodness, so I have the weekend and 3 more days for the other and story editing. (and then the last day to pack and go to M&S to buy as many packs of cookies as I can.)
thinking about it, I’ve enjoyed this term. it was what I always thought university would be like: intellectually interesting. (well, generally.) my seminar leader said yesterday I should go on and do an MA. it does seem appealing at this particular moment. not too sure whether it’ll still be after 6 years of work.
anyway, time for Durkheim and Simmel. one more week!
