I reckon I usually get up at about half past nine, in time for a lecture at ten. Lectures are not compulsory, so it is extremely tempting to stay asleep, but it isn’t really advisable. They do turn out to be very useful.
After lectures, I spend half an hour or so chasing books around the faculty library and swearing under my breath at the complicated but probably necessary shelving system. I then return to College feeling as though I have done a solid morning’s work when actually I have done nothing at all.
I spend far more time than I should having lunch in the bar, chatting to whoever happens to be there, doing the cross-word and putting music on the juke box.
The bar shuts at three, and by that time I have realized that if I don’t do at least five hours solid work then I will have to stay up all night trying to work out what philosophy actually is. At this point I adjourn either to my room or to the library to do some serious arranging of paper, making of tea and staring at the floor before finally (finally) getting some work done.
The most dangerous period of the day comes at about 5pm. It is after about two hours work that I begin to think of all the pressing, un-work related things that I have to do, like going to Sainsbury’s or doing my washing – an event that only occurs when I have an essay deadline in the next twenty-four hours. However, if I can get through the 5pm barrier I will work for another couple of hours and then make myself supper- I do most of my own cooking.
I quite often cook for other people as well. If this is the case, then I provide the food, they provide the alcohol, and we drink that before proceeding to the bar to continue there, from whence to someone’s room , or to one of Cambridge’s other delightful venues.
I am often involved in some kind of production or other, in which case some of my evening will invariably be spent in rehearsals.
I reckon I usually get up at about half past nine, in time for a lecture at ten. Lectures are not compulsory, so it is extremely tempting to stay asleep, but it isn’t really advisable. They do turn out to be very useful.After lectures, I spend half an hour or so chasing books around the faculty library and swearing under my breath at the complicated but probably necessary shelving system. I then return to College feeling as though I have done a solid morning’s work when actually I have done nothing at all.I spend far more time than I should having lunch in the bar, chatting to whoever happens to be there, doing the cross-word and putting music on the juke box.The bar shuts at three, and by that time I have realized that if I don’t do at least five hours solid work then I will have to stay up all night trying to work out what philosophy actually is. At this point I adjourn either to my room or to the library to do some serious arranging of paper, making of tea and staring at the floor before finally (finally) getting some work done.The most dangerous period of the day comes at about 5pm. It is after about two hours work that I begin to think of all the pressing, un-work related things that I have to do, like going to Sainsbury’s or doing my washing – an event that only occurs when I have an essay deadline in the next twenty-four hours. However, if I can get through the 5pm barrier I will work for another couple of hours and then make myself supper- I do most of my own cooking.I quite often cook for other people as well. If this is the case, then I provide the food, they provide the alcohol, and we drink that before proceeding to the bar to continue there, from whence to someone’s room , or to one of Cambridge’s other delightful venues.I am often involved in some kind of production or other, in which case some of my evening will invariably be spent in rehearsals.
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