So I’ve completed another term at Warwick and I’m now 4/9 of the way through my time there. Which is kinda a crazy statistic. I seriously hesitated about going at all, given I was having a great time at Miniclip during my gap year, but I’m so glad I did. Not to be pretentious (a sure fire way to be more pretentious), but having spent a year and a half studying politics and international relations I feel I’m getting somewhere better understanding both myself and the world which has been constructed around me.
I’ve done some of the things I wanted to do this term, but not all of them. I’ve been perma-busy for ten weeks to the point I did absolutely no work on BlogBettr (“write 500 words a day” didn’t happen once), didn’t run for a month (having actually made quite good progress until then) and only sporadically found time for Headspace. I also had very little relaxation time; there was always something going on. Which — don’t get me wrong — is great, but one can have too much of a good thing. I possibly also drank too much.
I’ve found the modules I’ve taken this year to be some of the most interesting and engaging I’ve done so far and the post-structuralism this is how the world is constructed has especially piqued my interest, even if I did think it was nonsense the first time I looked at it. Political Economy is also particularly interesting.
So having got back home yesterday afternoon I naturally find myself doing my regular being-at-home activities: sitting at the computer wondering what to do; evaluating what I’m doing with my life; writing blog posts and plotting fresh adventures. In the interest of future accountability, today was the day I decided going to Morocco would be great.
I actually need to do a little bit of work over the next month, but it’s kinda reassuring to come home and slip back into the more chilled routine. Until next time.