So I am back at Uni, first year again seeing as this time I have changed from science to arts, because i wasn't really happy with science and i am not exactly sure why i choose to do it apart from my love of biology. So my majors are English Literature and Japanese both of which are turning out to be very interesting and both of which I already have done extensive ground work for.
Now I am not sure if I am getting older and therefore grumpier or if first year university students are getting more immature and in most respects more stupid. In one of my classes we are currently studying C14th Italian poet Petrarch, now for those who don't know who Petrarch is he wrote a sequence of sonnets addressed to a girl called Laura, a woman who was married to another man and therefore unattainable. Now by today's standards yes i will agree that Petrarch could be seen as a bit of a stalker but I will also mention that my class does not believe in love, true love, fairytale love or even just plain old love that ends sweetly. They are a bunch of cynics and for me who is even on my worst days overly romantic it is kind of a let down, they can't even discuss the idea of love as it was in Petrarch's society with out snarling jibes at how even though Petrarch had all this love for Laura she didn't love him back so he should just get over it and move on. Now to me such a comment is immature and lacks thought...well the type of thought required for and english lit class. another girl said and this is a direct quote: "he can't have had sex with her because if he had he would have seen that she was just a big B and his idealism of her would have been shattered." she didn't even say bitch, I am sure if she had been chewing gum she wouldn't have bothered to take it out of her mouth either. And on the subject of Petrarch being a stalker, whilst I can see that writing 366 poems about someone you can't have half of these after her actual death would be seen as the act of a stalker by most of today's generation in the aspect of courtly love that sort of thing was the done thing. but then again they had a strong belief in love and all its many faces back then. But I did laugh out loud at one comment by another member of the class in response to the topic of Petrarch the stalker: "well it is creepy, but not creepy in the same sense that sending her dead kittens would be creepy, when you think of it she would have certainly preferred 366 poems over a bunch of dead kittens" And the lesson went further downhill from there.
so other then that one class things have been great. The boy and I are currently living with my grandparents due to the Bratling moving back in with mum and dad. That house is way too small for six adults, four dogs and three cats.