Haha. I’ve been proven wrong.
If I get all dramatic again, someone punch me in the arm, eh?
Monthly Archive: June 2003
Let me make a prediction
If I stay in my room and keep silent, my roommates will go ahead and eat their own without even thinking to bother me to see if I wanted to eat as well…
No one cares. Who am I kidding.
This week of madness has come to an end
Yvonne has gone home for the weekend, so that just leaves me, Marie, Steve, Karen and Roy here to enjoy the weekend here.
Is that possible in such a place like this?
Yes.
Time and time again I’m finding that it’s simple things that I enjoy most. I’m sure it’s true for most people. Just this past while we went out to the plaza to get some food and brought it back to our apartment. After eating we borrowed a movie from the front desk and popped some popcorn. Even though the movie wasn’t that entertaining, just the act of “hanging out” was something I’ve sorely missed, even if it has really only been a few days.
I needed the break after several heartbreaking exams. I was determined to make it through alive, and I did. I just needed something to uplift my spirits.
All this term I’ve been in a relatively low-stress mode. It’s served me somewhat well because I don’t think I’ve ever been this mellow so far during my post-secondary career. I don’t think I can provide an explanation as to why it’s happening, but that’s the way it’s been. Perhaps it’s a problem.
Consider this. Have I been putting enough effort into the whole exam preparation deal? Or perhaps have I just been in some happy-go-lucky-que-sera-sera state of mind?
I think I know the answer, but I don’t want to admit it.
Oh well. At least for this past night I was able to forget my troubles.
Thank you, everyone.
At such a time
I have an exam at 5:30 and I’ve been cramming like mad since this morning. Right now, I’m a bit hyper and almost running around like a chicken with its head cut off for no particular reason. I’m running in and out of my room….and I just want to stop, drop, and scream my lungs out.
I need to buckle down.
Why the hell am I writing an entry at such a time??
Blood-shot and bleary-eyed
So what’s with the hyphen-tastic title? I stayed up all night last night to put in the final finishing details of a programming assignment written in Assembly. Steve and I put a great deal of effort into it, and frankly we thought we were pretty much done at 1 in the morning. I decided to stay with the program longer to clean up some final details, and that’s when I found out that a few of the required components weren’t implemented yet. I spoke to Steve again at about 8 in the morning, and I must’ve been totally out of my gourd. I don’t think anything of what I was saying was making sense.
Well, right now, I’m still tired, but I think I’m alert. Don’t ask me to drive though. There are enough crazies on the road, thank you.
The workload in this program is pretty hefty. It’s generally agreed that it’s too much. On top of the classes, tutorials, and labs there’s the pressure of finding a job. Now, don’t get me wrong, many people make it through and are off on their merry way once they get their diploma, but it’s not an easy path to take.
I’m sick of it, but it’s the path I took.
I’m happy to be going home this weekend. However, I’m stuck studying for several midterms next week. I’m feeling a bit buried, but I’ll pull through. I know I will.
It’s days like this…
…when I wish I had brought my camera along with me. Let’s see, let me list some of the things I spotted.
- One mallard attempting to mount another mallard
- Some sort of large bird wading in the creek–I’ll call it a heron.
- A bunny hopping along on the grass
- A gopher munching on a tulip
Anyway, I was talking with a friend the other night about the idea that the world is “dog-eat-dog” and that’s the only way to survive. Both she and I were not ready to accept that idea. We were saying that taking the ruthless path is easier than all the others. That’s true. However, it’s also true that there are other ways to achieve greatness in life. Consider many of the people the public looks up to. They chose not to follow the path of least resistance, and because of that we look to them and want to emulate their ways.
This is how I pray I’ll progress. I hope that I will never lose my sense of values.
Feeling the chill
They’ve finally turned on the air conditioning in the building. Now that it’s on, I’m complaining about how cold it is here. I think I’m developing a headache because of it. The vent in my room is right above my chair, so as I’m typing this I’m feeling blasts of cool air over my head.
I’m usually all for cool air. But man…I’m not feeling all that good now.
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