/lit/ - Literature

>>11145042
>not cambridge

haha

>>11145042
>He didn't make the cut at Sciences Po

Oh, the pity...

Reading Crime and Punishment currently, glad you're doing good OP.

>>11145058
Thank you, I hope you are enjoying the book!

I had a quick look at the Sunday times where a column by the current Oxford educated prime minister assured the country that despite the disagreement with her Oxford educated foreign secretary (and the latters conflict with the Oxford educated Chancellor of the Exchequer), the country would be run smoothly. Ho-hum, the campus drama never ends!

>>11145086
Ah, that's why Britain is a complete mess. Oxbridge politicians need to be banned from office.

>>11145042
Pic looks real comfy op. Hope you're enjoying your day, good lad.

>>11145102

>good lad

Aaah, pleasantries from the hoi polloi! A toodle pip to you too chum! Send my regards to the coal miners!

>>11145086
Well at least we have people in charge who were educated here at the University of Oxford. Frankly, would you trust somebody who has not had to meet the standards set here (at the University of Oxford) with this nation's finances etc? I certainly would not. It is amazing, I must say, to walk around on any given day and walk by future prime ministers, cabinet ministers, and so on. To think that I have personally sat beside individuals who will be millionaires by the age of 35 at the very latest is a truly surreal thing to consider.

>>11145097
And would you rather that some over-emotional, poorly educated (comparatively), naive, fiscally illiterate, non-Elite individual be handed power in this country? I'm sorry I grew up in a pro-Labour region and I'm by no means a libertarian, but since coming to the University of Oxford I truly have come to understand the political divide in this country, which basically involves a small group of stoic, highly intelligent, highly responsible, mature and logical individuals on the one hand and a tattooed, irrational, resentful, destructive, orc-like mob on the other.

>>11145042
Oi, did you have a photography license for that picture?

>>11145102
It truly is. I invite you to experience vicariously the sublime noumenal-tier joy I myself experienced at the sight. If only you could have witnessed this scene in person. Alas!

OP here. I failed to mention that I have an informal date with my previously hopefully-soon-to-be Elite girlfriend later. She offered to prepare a picnic and so we are to eat it by the water in just over an hour's time. I imagine she will broach the subject of our feelings towards one another, though I still don't know if I can truly love someone who has very likely been penetrated (physically and psychologically, such is the nature of woman) by another man.

Oxbridge poster, why can't you create better content on the BBC? What part of your Oxford education causes you to create stuff like this?

>>11145144
>>11145113
Kek

I'm in the gym (alas, a most unrefined environment, no matter how strongly I channel the lessons of Plato) and I opened Chrome on my phone and was recommended an article about "Brexiteers" from the Guardian. I checked who edits the Guardian. She went to Pembroke College, Oxford. The article is mainly about Jacob Rees-Mogg (Trinity College, Oxford). The article was from Britain's most famous political journalist, Andrew Rawnsleh (Sidney Sussex College,...... Cambridge). Alas, I must admit that Oxford doesn't have a monopoly over excellence and fame, though that is the price we pay for living in a meritocracy.

Glad you're feeling better Oxfordbro. Hope you've decided against dropping out
>tfw I was the guy writing greentexts from the perspective of your ex gfs current man and now feel guilty

>>11145113
> the hoi polloi
> the the many
Charlatan detected; no Oxbridge student would make such an error. Or have they lessened their standards these days?

>>11145540
>lessened their standards

>>11145616
Problem?

>>11145042
>tfw imagine a better life to brag online in an attempt to feel better

>>11145097
We have the same problem with the Ivy league and comparable schools in different regions. Domestic threats to our democracy that's all they are.

>tfw datacuck
>tfw almost 30
>tfw live in a shitty town

I envy you OP

>>11145756
At least you're not seeking affirmation from strangers on the internet.

It's a beautiful day for us Oxford rejects up here in St Andrews
>Start day with slow-motion run along beach (in wellies)
>Quick game of golf before breakfast in residence hall
>Stroll up Butts Wynd and contemplate the dignity of the old, grey stones
>Try to study outside but books and papers all blow away
>tfw snuggled in cozy gown
>tfw briefly saw my elitist, inbred, Oxbridge reject, 46th-in-line to throne girlfriend yesterday and she looked more regal than ever studying in the library

>>11145042
>tfw you realise Oxbridge doesn't teach the word sublime to your fellow /lit/izens
>tfw you feel bad for your fellow /lit/izens
It's gonna be okay, anon.
Also it sounds like you're saying she'll hopefully soon-to-be privately educated, not your gf.

>tfw already too hot and humid at state college universally recognized as pretty OK in american northeast
>tfw spent the early morning stressed about exams
>tfw too far in debt to justify a gap year unless it was spent working
>tfw library bathrooms are unbelievably filthy
>tfw no time to pause
>tfw no gf

>>11146183

But what if you're Scottish?

>>11146367
There isn't a Scot within miles of this place.

>>11145042
Bringing my mother to the park for mother’s day. We’re both just going to read and look at the lake.

>>11145042
>for the year before deciding if I'm to take a year out of my studies next year
this made it worth it

>>11145637
just use 'lower' next time. You can't really 'lessen' standards.

Would you guys enjoy the thirdworld version of this?

>>11149276
btfo

bump

>>11149316
sure

oxford's a dump.

I hope your numinous experience stays with you Oxbro and you convert to the graced-with-martyrs-and-saints, ancient, aesthetically profound, Roman, one-holy-catholic-apostolic Church and marry your hopefully-soon-to-be privately educated (~£36,000 a year fees, excluding additional costs), Elite, genetically profound, English Rose, cute-as-a-button girlfriend in an old Oxford parish.

>>11150210
Why thank you! What a pleasant thing to say. Whether or not I will convert, religiously speaking, is something I will have to consider with immense gravity (such is the dictate of my vast intellect). My girlfriend however is from an irreligious household, though I believe she described herself as Christian for the last census and sings Christian hymns on the appropriate occasions etc. As for the mention of an Oxford parish, my gosh there is utterly a smorgasbord of such churches to choose from. Merely wandering into the countryside for a day inevitably leads one to stumble across some quiet, retiring village where the local church stands proudly at the centre. Every time I read Larkin's "Churchgoing" I am reminded of these historic buildings throughout Oxfordshire. It's truly a blessing to call such land home (if only for a few years!)

>>11150225

Oxfordshire
by Álvaro de Campos

I want the good, I want the bad, and in the end I want nothing.
I toss in bed, uncomfortable on my right side, on my left side,
And on my consciousness of existing,
I'm universally uncomfortable, metaphysically uncomfortable,
But what's even worse is my headache.
That's more serious than the meaning of the universe.

Once, while walking in the country around Oxford,
I saw up ahead, beyond a bend in the road,
A church steeple towering above the houses of a hamlet or village.
The photographic image of that non-event has remained with me
Like a horizontal wrinkle marring a trouser's crease.
Today it seems relevant . . .
From the road I associated that steeple with spirituality,
The faith of all ages, and practical charity.
When I arrived at the village, the steeple was a steeple
And, what's more, there it was.

You can be happy in Australia, as long as you don't go there.

4 June 1931

>>11150252
Nice poem. It's a shame Fernando Pessoa never had the opportunity to visit Oxford, or attend its prestigious University (of Oxford). He would have been right at home here among the dreaming spires, the ancient colleges and so on.

>>11150320
If Pessoa never visited Oxford, it's because he never gave a shit about Oxford, like most people outside of the UK

>tfw go to leeds met studying foreign relations
>tfw girlfriend gets shagged by everyone in her uni halls
>tfw no amount of ket and weed can numb this pain
>tfw brainlet, cucked and suicidal

>>11150571
> falling for women
Serves you right, mate. Ignore women until you're at least 30.

>>11145042
>he lives off daddy's money

>>11145042
I’m going to a community college in Ohio lol

>>11150433
Wrong, he simply couldn't afford it. His first poems were published by a London publisher, and he was a huge anglophile, with many of his heteronyms being English.

>wisteria growing most wisteria-like

Admirable turn of phrase OP

OP here. I have returned. I have a couple of hours (literally) free should anyone wish to learn more about life at the University of Oxford.

Cambridge > Oxford

Op shouldnt you be focusing on prelims paper 1 today or are you not cool enough to do lang/lit

>>11150842
Wrong, objectively and, of course, subjectively.

>tfw 100% basking in the warm Spring weather here at the globally renowned, Hogwarts-esque University of Oxford
>tfw after walking back from our picnic and punting expedition my previously hopefully soon-to-be and still potentially future Elite, privately educated (~£36,000 fees a year, excluding additional costs), genetically profound girlfriend and I sat on an ancient low stone wall in a small private garden and talked quietly as dusk approached
>RECAP: What did I consume during our picnic? Well I must say that my previously hopefully soon-to-be and still potentially future traditional, conservative (small and large c, frankly), future city slicker girlfriend is a fantastic cook, and in the non-mass produced, vintage wicker basket she brought along was a large tub of olives (with the pit intact), some crustless brown bread sandwiches (peanut butter, non-mainstream cheese, tomatoes (fresh off the vine), and more, a pack of non-proletarian biscuits (frankly melted in my mouth), two mousses, a selection of fruit (exotic, imported), two bottles of du vin (down the hatch old boy!), expensive non-proletarian crisps, and a single bakewell tart. Was it delicious? Bloody scrumptious more like!
>BACK TO SCENE
>tfw while sitting there talking I could sense that our previous attraction towards one another had been rekindled (if ever indeed it dwindled) and my instincts were frankly ablaze with the desire to embrace her
>tfw she told me she had indeed broken up with the guy I saw her walking with recently, who was, she said, "more of a close friend" anyway
>I was too much of a gentleman to ask whether or not she had been physically penetrated by said "friend", nor if they had kissed
>tfw I mentioned that I might take next year out and she assumed I was going to study abroad for a year or taking a year out to travel
>tfw when I in fact informed her that I was considering "chucking it all in" and dropping out of Oxford she immediately exclaimed "Oh no, you mustn't!"
>tfw upon that instant I felt warm, tender, soft, sensitive flesh upon mine fingers
>tfw I looked down at the ancient stone below us and saw her hand resting on mine, and looked up to see her eyes wide and pleading
>tfw I chuckled quietly and looked down, hanging my head and exhaling loudly
>tfw she slowly threaded her fingers through my own and we sat there silently, awaiting dusk, holding hands like too lost children protecting each other from their respective fears, the delicate scent of her non-mainstream perfume mixing with the scent of flowers and and our verdant surroundings
>tfw when night finally descended she shivered and made a brrr-like shivering noise
>tfw I removed my blazer and placed it around her shoulders, causing her to smile and clamp her trembling lips together as though to suppress sobbing aloud
>tfw I asked to walk her home and she said it was ok I didn't have to, but I imperiously and assertively trusted my sudden instinct to insist upon doing so, to which she relented, ho

>>11150937
You didnt kiss her?

>>11150937
>ho

Why would you curse at her like that?

>oking her arm around my elbow and leaning her temple against my upper arm
>tfw I walked her back and stopped outside the building in which she lives
>tfw the traditional, historic, aesthetic lampposts (unlike those which illumniate your typical redbrick "estate") provided the light in which she stood gazing upon each other
>tfw even though I'm not as tall as my privately educated peers (as is expected of someone from a humble (poor) area) I am several inches taller than her, she being short even for a young woman (one of her several insecurities)
>tfw I felt like a teenager again attending a disco and knowing that one girl in particular "liked me" and was desirous of some kind of union between us (something I avoided at that age, being precosciously aware at the time of the risk of "contracting" something from the perilous imps native to my working class (poor) region)
>tfw there is something remarkably innocent about the both of us, and I can tell that she is a rather sheltered girl who has perhaps been overlooked in the past by boys who favoured the kind of horse-toothed Tatler-reading Sloane who dominate the private school social scene
>tfw she said "You'll probably want this back!" and began removing my blazer from upon her shoulders (delicate but firm, obviously the result of strong genetic material)
>tfw I stopped her and said "no, keep it on. I'll have it back when we next meet"
>tfw she said "So you'd like to meet again", her eyes widening again and a smile quivering on her lips (not plump, but not noticeably slender; a perfectly kissable pair of lips perfectly suited to her pale, English Rose aesthetic)
>tfw I told her I did, if that's what she desired also
>tfw she said she did and moved half a step closer to me, something I couldn't fail to notice
>tfw I suddenly, thanks to my vast, eclectic frame of reference as pertaining to pop culture, recalled a scene from Pride and Prejudice (2005) whereupon Mr Darcy comes tanalizingly close to kissing Ms Elizabeth as they take shelter from the rain, only to leave her exasperated as he steps away at the final moment, exiting the scene most mysteriously, leaving viewers (including myself) gasping and and yelling "just kiss the poor girl!"
>tfw I did just as Mr Darcy did, leaning in and gazing intensely into her eyes in a manner that communicated to her the great turmoil I have experienced throughout my life, and of the violent emotions I am capable of experiencing, not to mention my piercing intellect and so on, before stopping the faceward trajectory of my own face, exhaling, looking down at the ground, straightening my neck and, having cleared my throat, saying "I very much enjoy your company, [her name]. Sleep well."
>tfw I turned and strode away, barely leaving her an opportunity to utter a response, and leaving her also, I imagine, as entirely exasperated as Ms Elizabeth, craving the kiss that did not quite reach her lips, yearning for the embrace of the mysterious man who haunts her though

>>11150937
>magdalen
what are you gay or somthing

>>11151008
>I turned and strode away, barely leaving her an opportunity to utter a response, and leaving her also, I imagine, as entirely exasperated as Ms Elizabeth, craving the kiss that did not quite reach her lips, yearning for the embrace of the mysterious man who haunts her though
Okay this has to some sort of Sue Townsend thing.

>>11151235
Incel detected