I think I’ve become a sweet tooth
I don’t know if sweet tooth is two words. It’s not something I normally write down. But anyway, most people who read this probably know that I’m a salty girl. I like salty stuff and too much sweet stuff makes me sick to my stomach. Well not since I’ve been back at Oxford. All I crave lately is sweets. Whenever I’m hungry for a snack, I want chocolate, sometimes skittles. I ate my last starburst over the weekend and I still have some skittles, so I’ve made those last pretty long since that’s what I came over with. But I also had two snickers bars and 4 or 5 mini hershey bars. And they went pretty quickly. This past weekend, Celia and I got some double chocolate chip cookies for dessert for our Sunday lunch, and then I kept them in my room and I’ve eaten two and a half, and these are fairly big cookies. Plus I had a sugar-coated, jelly-filled donut on Sunday as well. And by the way, both those foods were referred to as “American Style.” I think they must just put that on any food that they think is unhealthy. Then the weekend before that, I got some cookies with chocolate-flavored chips (not chocolate chip cookies, mind you), two sleeves, pretty long, like maybe the length of one and a half sleeves of saltines. And I ate one sleeve already in just a week. It’s crazy. Although this morning, I thought I had gotten my salty craving back. For breakfast, I wanted macaroni and cheese (luckily I had some) rather than cereal or a donut. My cereal is sweet too. But then tonight I wanted more cookies. And I eat fruit all the time, which I didn’t used to do. Vegetables over fruit any day, but now I’m not so sure. I don’t know what’s come over me.
So anyway, I finished my second essay today, barely. Got it printed around 4:30 and it had to be in by 5. I could have taken this week as one of my weeks when I don’t have to write an essay, but I really wanted to save those for later and I already had quotes written out. I wrote it all after lunch, so in about three hours. That’s probably the quickest I’ve done an Oxford essay. So we’ll see if the tutorial is torture again. Still have to write my last one-page summary, but it’s hard to just work constantly.
I also got my econ collections back today. Not very good. Well, we had four essays and three I did okay on: 58, 58, 62, but the last one I got a 52. So the average was like 57. And my tutor wrote on the overall comments that he thought I should have gotten a higher mark, but that just made me want to say, “Well why didn’t you give me a higher mark then?” That 52 really hurt me. Overall it’s a high 2:2, which is decent, but I’d like a 2:1. I don’t think there’s much chance of me getting a first. Weird rankings, I know. And if you’d like more explanation, I can give it to you. But I’ll leave it at that for now. Better than a 3, a pass, a fail, or an outright fail, but not the best. I guess I’m about average. I don’t even want to know what I got on the politics one. I thought econ was my strong point. Oh well, I knew I didn’t have enough graphs and stuff.
Last but not least, I had rowing this morning, at stroke, in the freezing cold air, with my hands hurting because we can’t wear gloves or we’ll lose our grip on the blade. And we had to do some stretches of high rate, and I almost just quit. Ray kept saying, “Come on, Caitlan, you can do it.” So I must have had a bad look on my face. Other than one time where we all sort of lost rhythm or something, it went pretty well. I have stuff for rowing every day this week except Sunday. I need to learn how to adjust my work schedule for this again. Part of the reason I cut it so close on my essay was because I lost my whole morning to rowing. Time to buckle down I guess.