My Exam!

Eeep - art theory exam tomorrow. I've revised quite a lot and i'm fairly confident of all the main themes and ideas so i should be okay. the problem will be finding it difficult to formulate a coherant plan and good sentences for the essays! I just don't like exams. Need to find a new biro too, i ran my pens out doing my revision!

I'm itching to continue working on my lion but i've taken a few days off to revise. i miss him! oh well, tomorrow afternoon i'll be back on the case! I think God's gonna help me make up for the time i've taken out as well.

I'll let yous know tomorrow how the exam went...and also it's Up Tempo! Go Nath! (Will have to video The Monastry somehow...)

My Spag Bol

Saturday night was a lovely spaghetti bolognase based evening was it not? Thanks to a hand from Luke the food didn't get as damaged as it could have done and everyone said it tasted good anyway (which may have just been people being nice but i am a reasonably good cook and it tasted great to me! Three tubes of tomato puree did the trick. i love the stuff.)

Thanks also go to Sooti for pouring the wine, serving the ice cream and generally keeping a crowd of girls entertained!

I do love to have people over. Cat says my house has a very chilled out vibe and i agree with her. If anyone needs to relax, you are welcome to come over and sit on our couch with us :)

My Conversations with Housemates

The girl didn't come to look at the house...valuable revision time spent watching 'serious desert' and neighbours with the lads while waiting for the girl...oh well...start revising in a minute i guess. german exam tomorrow. my attitude currently is "fine, i'll practice some grammar but i'll never learn enough new vocab to actually make a difference and as for translation, if i can't do it now i'll never be able to." So that kinda excuses me from a bunch of revision. i'll let you know how the results go!

In other news, i just had a vaguely annoying conversation with my housie Luke who managed to turn a nice chat about the art scene and how we now have a plurality of values instead of following a linear progressive path into some weird argument about the 'tv-static' of your brain on a molecular level causing spontaneous thought. argh! i just wanted to talk about art instead of physics for a change. last night's convo with sooti much more satisfying. he doesn't constantly seek to disprove what i say, and instead we had a fab time finding the similarities and differences between the study of art and english...(and discussing Foucault, post-modernism and value at length!)

we art students are very blessed. our tutors actually call our work 'art', whereas Sooti and co. (heeheehee) are never referred to as the authors of 'literature', only 'pieces'.

My Aslan

"Oh Aslan," said Lucy. "Will you tell us how to get ito your country from our world?"
"I shall be telling you all the time," said Aslan. "But I will not tell you how long or short the way will be; only that it lies across a river. But do not fear that, for I am the great Bridge Builder. And now come; I will open the door in the sky and send you back to your own land."
"Please, Aslan," said Lucy. "Before we go, will you tell us when we can come back to Narnia again? PLease. And oh, do, do, do make it soon."
"Dearest," said Aslan very gently, "you and your brother will never come back to Narnia."
"Oh, Aslan!!" said Lucy and Edmund both together in despairing voices.
"You are too old, children," said Aslan, "and you must begin to come close to your own world now."
"It isn't Narnia, you know," sobbed Lucy. "It's you. We shan't meet you there. And how can we live, never meeting you?"
"But you shall meet me, dear one," said Aslan.
"Are - are you there too, Sir?" said Edmund.
"I am," said Aslan. "But there I have another name. You must learn to know me by that name. This was the very reason you were brought to Narnia, that by knowing me here for a little, you may know me better there."

My Sunday

I love sundays and i love going to church! today has been good in other respects too. i got a donation towards my art work which is really gonna help me out, plus the mould for my lion's face came off the clay positive really nicely so i'll be able to cast it tomorrow. he's so bootiful. and i got some more support for my art work - Ife said it was a really good idea and i consider him a good source of support for my touch-sculptures! furthermore the whole worry over the coursework was pointless so that's all fine now, and my german exam is in the afternoon on tuesday rather than the morning so that's nice too (i think...means it's very hard to be late for it anyway...i do work better in the morning though...) to top it all off i have chocolate mousses in the fridge!

we have a girl coming to check out the house tomorrow. we're going to tidy up today. i guess i'm a bit weirded out by the prospect of sharing our house with someone new next year...we have a really nice atmosphere going at the mo with just the three of us. oh well, i spose the room can't just stand empty.

My Dream

I feel good today. I had the most peculiar dream and was disappointed to wake up from it. In the dream i was awarded a £1000 grant from the department for my art work cos they considered it really worthy! I guess it came from my subconscious desire for my Aslan installation to be taken seriously and for it to actually be worth all the effort. I'm also worried about the cost of it.

I haven't really done anything yet today cos my mind's been so full of stuff i could only think, and not do.

Men, eh?

My Ache

Do you know how it feels when you've had a day that was just overwhelming and then you cry and you feel strangely satisfied...it still feels sort of funny and achey inside, or a little bit spaced-out, but it's okay cos God's just got you...

After a hectic week week today was overwhelming in a quiet way. God really came through for me yesterday with my german oral but today's deadline was just way too soon. I was disappointed with my less-than-decent, unfinished art coursework and then a hastily written german piece of only 64% of the expected word count...knowing it was my own fault...
I got in late, the boys went out and i had dinner and watched the movie Crush which was on TV. It's a soppy kind of women's movie but it is so lovely and sad and beautiful and tragic but hopeful. I cried and cried and now i've got the funny middle-of-the-night-post-crying feeling.