I think I'm PMS-ing. :(

Rahh I had my first seminar today. It was a nice lesson I suppose, but everyone is like SO SMART. We were discussing Beowulf, and I could barely get a word in edgewise cos everyone was just jabbering away really quickly. That got me into a bit of a panic, really, cos even though I knew exactly what was going on in class I kinda felt mute and nervous cos I didn't really have a chance to contribute some of my points (which were very good points okay). But my tutor picked my point to discuss which made me feel a bit better. :)

Sigh then Skyped with my mom and my sisters. I really miss home a lot. My family especially. Sighsighsigh I have no idea why I'm so emo todayyyyyyy it must be pms it must be.

Ahh and I've actually got an essay to do on Robert Lowell's "For the Union Dead". First day and I've got to write an essay. Crud I haven't written an essay in like 10 months. I'm looking at the poem and I'm so scared to start analysing it cos I feel like I'm not up to it. I mean, it feels as if everything that I've learnt in the 2 years in JC has just.. disappeared. I kinda need my Purple Bible (as in the lit PC book not the actual Bible) but I dunno where it is at home so I can't tell my mom to ship it over. Sigh and Sam's invited me to discuss the poem along with Ralf or whatshisname but Ralf is like this big brainy brit and I'm so scared. :((((

Maybe I will email Mr Dio. Looks like I'm gonna use up my phone-a-friend lifeline :(