Romanticism

Across the open windows the fresh young leaves of the weeping birch-trees murmured and stirred; from outside came the smell of grass; the red flame of the wax candles paled in the gay light of the spring day; the twittering of the sparrows filled the whole church, and now and then, from under the dome, came a cheerful exclamation from a swallow which had flown in. In the golden dust of the sunlight, the fair heads of a few peasants, zealously praying for the dead lady, rose and fell busily; in a fine, bluish wisp, smoke rose from the mouth of the censer

I. Turgenev, Sportsman’s Sketches

This is a quotation from Turgenev. His Sportsman’s Sketches were banned because they were seen as inflammatory by the tsar at the time (circa 1852). But it was seen as important in the freeing of the serfs in the 1860s. He humanised the lower classes with his awe-inspiring descriptive ability.

I love Turgenev. It’s so romanticist and 19th century even in its realism. I wish I had his ability in describing situations, people, places … everything!

Anyways, the day. I woke up thinking it was Friday so I slept in a bit (but not too late to get to school on time). I realised this morning that I’d misplaced my pencil case and was très upset about it. Class today was about gender and the suburb. This guy, Paul, was basically like “I hate feminists” and I thought to myself “kind of amazing”. Just because of the audacity of it. After class I discussed with Ben and Skye the “366″ issue, about the previously mentioned irritating prof. I’m meeting them tonight at the urban studies pub night in Kensington.

Anyways, I redeemed my roll up the rim winning thing for a tea and didn’t win anything, but had a delicious homepacked lunch of chicken soup, hummus, crackers, edamame and yogourt while reading papers in the geolounge. Then I went to forest management and died a little inside as the midterm was described. Then with Kirsten I went to her apartment, we talked about her independent research project and her crazy prof. Then we went to Metro, were disatissfied and proceeded to Cob’s.

I love baguettes. Crispy outside, soft inside. It's better than sex.

Cob’s! I love bread! I could live off of delicious bread. And that’s it. I wanted a sourdough roll but they had none. But they did have deformed sourdough demi-baguettes and I got two FOR FREE. My life is seriously so complete right now it hurts!

Also when I got home from Kirsten’s I FOUND MY PENCIL CASE! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I love you oh perfect pencil case. oh perfect bread. oh perfect life!