book, and associated thoughts

just finished reading 'foucault's pendulum' by umberto eco. It's one of the more difficult novels that I've encountered. Lots of names: people, places, ideas etc... reading it makes me feel like an idiot, cos I probably only understand 5% of all the philosophy stuff. Although, high knowledge requirement aside, it's actually a pretty interesting story, quite well-written (or translated, anyway). Otherwise I wouldn't have been able to lose myself in it for the last two days.

so my day has been like this: lecture and grocery shopping (more TCC) in the morning, then jogging in hyde park (again), and spending the rest of the day reading my book. Some people seem to be able to have days full of interesting incidents (encounters with beautiful but mysterious women on the way to toilet, saving the world from evil megalomaniacs between lunch and dinner etc); my life, though, seems a lot more mundane. Suspect that it may be cos I'm a boring person, or I'm looking at the world with bored eyes and a bored mind. Or both.

can't wait for term to end (still have 1.5 wks). Even though it'll mark the end of uni life for me, somehow I'm not too concerned. Think I'm really really bored with studying, or at least studying here. Seems like I can't take my studies seriously anymore; economic theory can't dictate the path of a bullet.

so maybe it's fitting that I should have to be re-incarcerated in the army. Perhaps - and I recognize the irony here - the army will allow me to rediscover my motivation for learning. We'll see. In the meantime, I'll have to carry on with my impersonation of a college student. A few more days to go..