A gloomy, rainy day which reflected my mood, the light hardly rising above a twilight murk. I was pissed off with myself for having to rush off my dummy UCCA form in the morning. As I filled it in I wasn’t at all convinced of my choices, but I put American Studies at Brynmor, Watermouth and Kent joint first and Rummidge and Swansea joint fourth. Brynmor seems to be emerging as number one.
In the evening, after Art, I wrote up my seminar on Marxism for tomorrow's pillory in front of the History class. I make it seem so confusing and turgid and it reads as though I've just copied it off-pat.