We’re listening to a ghostly string quartet, lights dimmed, and everyone’s a little confused but the lecturer says its to set the deathly tone of our lecture on elegies.
I’ve got a cup of banana flavoured black tea, which sounds disgusting as I type it, but it’s good. I wore a woolly jumper because it isn’t summer anymore and so I figured it’d be cold. It’s on the back of my chair now, because the little lecture theatre is hot.
I’m typing away and I must look as though I’m taking some pretty good notes, but little does he know that I am, in fact, not.
Honestly, the only reason I could drag myself from my cosy bed this morning and drive out to uni and reach my lecture 7 minutes early is that if I don’t go, I don’t deserve a big chai. And I want a big chai.
So just quickly I’ll teach you what I’m learning about the ‘Weight of Words’:
Lachrymal (a and n): of or for tears
Lachrymation (n): the flow of tears
Lachrymose (a): of or given to tears
That’s enough for now, but I think those are some fairly sad and interesting words.
Have a good day, find something to motivate you. Don’t forget to talk to your friends, sit up straight, drink water.
P.S. My laptop started playing music out loud during the lecture.