Child-of-Nifelheim

-On the last few months I've felt somewhat like a chameleon, not because I want to, but because I must submit. I don't mind it much, there's a part of me that enjoys these changes because it knows it's just momentary. -I look back a year from now, it seems like so long ago, so unreal, so much has changed. "I grow old, I grow old" -It seems I'll be in London next semester for my MA in English Lit. I haven't really given it the thought it deserves... -I finished a poem the other day, it had been incomplete for about a year. Now I feel I can keep on writing, it seems to be a seasonal thing for me.

It's been a long time. I promised a soon-to-follow post before, that's not going to happen. It was a rant I'm not interested in anymore, and I don't even remember where I wrote it really, so no. As for me, if you are interested, I finally finished my BA in Comparative literature in May with a 3.54 GPA, quite good for someone who basically learned how to write properly when taking the first literature classes and who didn't have a clue of anything really literature-related. Anyhow, the next semester I enrolled for two courses out of boredom and have searched for a job ever since, but because I don't own a car it's quite hopeless. Aside from th

I'm finishing my "tesina" as of today. So then I'll deal with the rest of the finals etc. and be free to do some other more interesting stuff. I've done quite a bit this semester, submitted 5 poems (old and not so old) to Tonguas (a literary magazine) and improved some others that are on the way. Besides that I've been looking for a new university to get my MA, right now I'm considering either Ireland or the UK, but it depends if they accept me or not ;). I have a travel on schedule to Chile and Argentina from the 21 of May through the 6th of June (were I'll hopefully see The Sisters of Mercy on stage) and not get Swine Flu. What else? Yes