Alala Alala

For the whole week, my essence has been sitting on a bubble being carried away with each thudding beat in Digitalism's soundtrack. I have to say, I haven't felt this good in ages!!!

I also spoke to Cheryl whilst on a quick Starbucks session after my class and she has regained that magical sparkle to her voice...much like the happiness a person experiences when finding a £20 note in a coat pocket that they'd forgotten about!

Ahh, what a lovely end to the week. The world rages on; more developments unfold in the primaries, the rioting in Serbia but on a less international scale, SOAS has been good. I think i've learnt to accept it's shortcomings and just immerse myself in the monolithic element that is popularised as 'The SOAS Spirit'; synonymous with love for the planet, love for each other (unless you're right-wing) and a quasi-obsession with the conflict in Burma, Pakistan and plight of Africa but that's all appropriate seeing as it is the School of Oriental and African Studies.

It's been a difficult few weeks but i'm getting the knack of doing several hours of work a day regardless of my time table. Honestly, getting into the habit of just doing something has required nothing more than a complete break with past habits. We've all been through the phases where we're trying to reassure ourselves, 'OH, I'LL WORK HARDER NEXT YEAR AND DO BETTER. YEAHH'. the funny thing is we said that to ourselves in our GCSEs, our A-Levels and it's certainly transferrable to university. I honestly think UK universities in general lack the same inbuilt ethos to study as our 'on the other side of the pond' East-Coast equivalents. Also, the competition at SOAS isn't as ferocious. This works for some but i need competition, i thrive on it. Not to the point where i sustain myself on the relative failure of others but just knowing where i am positioned in a class and the quality of my work hence.

So the plans for tonight? It's Tim's boifday and he's going for pre-drinks at some pub and moving to LSE Crush. I envy the fact LSE has it's own club...where the hell is the SOAS equivalent?...Dare i say given the alternative and non-commerical vibe at SOAS, their idea of a club and music would probably be some guy up a tree banging some drums and fingering a banjo. FANKS BU' NO FANKS.

I'm so hyper right now, i'm dancing around whilst on the phone to Adam. OOF.