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Warning: really long post, rather disjointed
On Saturday I had a little bus-adventure with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
forgottenlord to help him find the place for his job interview this week. It wasn't too cold, but it was a bit chilly. The place is in the back of the Alberta Learning (basically the Ministry of Education) building, so I'm wondering if he can burn the place down for me once he finishes his work term (if he gets the job).
I went to a concert with coko and Anne yesterday, but midway through the first segment I started getting a runny nose. At first I thought it was the East Indian food we had just before (butter chicken is AMAZING!) but as the show went on my nose wasn't getting any better. Figured I was sick. Granted, my throat hurt (as if burnt) on Friday, which wasn't pretty. Was it from the cold? or something I ate? I don't know. During the reception after the concert, I saw a lady with a NaNoWriMo sticker on her Nalgene bottle. She said it was from a couple years back. Was that my year (2002)? No, it's the year after mine.
Today I still have a stuffy nose and my throat always feels like it's bring tickled, which makes me cough. From the moment I finished my lab at 4pm, I've been more or less cooped up in my room trying to do homework but ended up finishing a draft of my transcription of 'Farewell', scarfing down a Pizza Pop, then getting nudged byforgottenlord into doing my EN PH 131 homework (which I had been meaning to do today anyway). Unfortunately no more programming assignments have been put up on the website yet so I can't be two weeks ahead of the class anymore (also known as productively procrastinating). Maybe they figured out what I was up to.
I had been vowing that I would never ever ever ever walk into Lister Centre (the dormitories) unless I had a really really really good reason to, but today I felt so lonely and frustrated that I conceded, sort of. So long as it isn't a weekend (security is hiked up on weekends), and that I would wear my Jedi robe and have some...things concealed under there. Soforgottenlord says that I should go tomorrow after the study session with his friends at St. Joe's.
He's been working his way through my NaNoWriMo book in his spare time, but it's sort of a habit of his to complain about every little inaccuracy in historical or technical detail. I keep reminding him that 99% of the time the detail is an attempt at word filler, but he still bugs me every time he encounters it and it pisses me off. I told him that. Then he started analyzing the characters, but that's okay - I'm fine with that, I've even done some of it myself, but it wasn't nearly as insightful.
Because of his analysis and stuff I felt a bit evil last night for some reason.
Anyway, it took me the whole of three hours to do five really easy problems. This is easily due to two things:
1) my passionate hate of calculus (I've hated it since ever, but especially after I inexplicably couldn't do any of the work on last week's MATH 101 assignment - and thus didn't hand it in - Scott tried to help me figure it out after our bus-adventure but he sometimes goes too fast and I get really really lost - and especially that I don't want just hints or descriptions for how to do it, I need to see examples done and explained before my eyes, as in, all the way from the first step to the final answer - and really, some of it wasn't that hard, but I just couldn't do it), and
2) the general braindead-ness that I've had ever since I came back from winter break. It's as if I just can't be bothered to get up off my bottom and do ANYTHING - eat, work, go to bed, nap, shower, take out the garbage, and so forth. Even waking up and going to class is hard, albeit better than the Country Crusade aftermath.
Maybe it's fatigue, fatigue from screaming "ENGG WEEK MUST DIE" in my head the week before last, because there'd almost literally be a bounty on my head if I were to say that aloud. Going to the Waterpark instead of the Engineers' Ball was fun though, I finally found a copy of my favorite movie at the HMV, and I got a (somewhat refurbished) Canadian Army combat shirt from the army surplus store while I was at the mall - it actually fits me, me being so small! We watched the movie after Bible study on Friday. Some people fell asleep, but it's probably because it's a totally different style from what they're used to.
Maybe it's the fatigue from knowing that I can do nothing about it, that I am powerless to halt this vile tradition.
Or that from constantly having to unsuccessfully argue my views, causing me pain.
Regardless, it's made me braindead. I'm making stupid mistakes on my homework (loads of transcription errors and mysteriously dropped + and - signs), falling asleep or zoning out in classes, and it's left me unable to make productive use of my time (as if I was ever able to do that). I feel mentally and physically drained (don't mention the time last weekend when I carried home a bag of groceries and a 12-pack of bottled (always!) beer in my hands. Took me 45 minutes to make the normally 15 minute walk home, having to set down the load and rearrange every 20 seconds or so. My shoulders and arms were sore for a couple of days.) of all energy.
And look at this, I can't even make myself go to bed when I'm sick and I need the sleep.
Finally, I'd like to point out to all of the party deniers - these are clipped from our Engg email newsletter:
Especially to the FYEC PR Rep who said to me, "Are you doing Steve Drake Day?" "No." "It's not about drinking." "Only at face value.":
And you say it's not about drinking? Then why is there a party and why is Cup Run being called (Cup Run must coincide with a party night)?
Bah, now I want my mini dose of C2H5OH before I go to sleep.
On Saturday I had a little bus-adventure with
forgottenlord to help him find the place for his job interview this week. It wasn't too cold, but it was a bit chilly. The place is in the back of the Alberta Learning (basically the Ministry of Education) building, so I'm wondering if he can burn the place down for me once he finishes his work term (if he gets the job).I went to a concert with coko and Anne yesterday, but midway through the first segment I started getting a runny nose. At first I thought it was the East Indian food we had just before (butter chicken is AMAZING!) but as the show went on my nose wasn't getting any better. Figured I was sick. Granted, my throat hurt (as if burnt) on Friday, which wasn't pretty. Was it from the cold? or something I ate? I don't know. During the reception after the concert, I saw a lady with a NaNoWriMo sticker on her Nalgene bottle. She said it was from a couple years back. Was that my year (2002)? No, it's the year after mine.
Today I still have a stuffy nose and my throat always feels like it's bring tickled, which makes me cough. From the moment I finished my lab at 4pm, I've been more or less cooped up in my room trying to do homework but ended up finishing a draft of my transcription of 'Farewell', scarfing down a Pizza Pop, then getting nudged by
forgottenlord into doing my EN PH 131 homework (which I had been meaning to do today anyway). Unfortunately no more programming assignments have been put up on the website yet so I can't be two weeks ahead of the class anymore (also known as productively procrastinating). Maybe they figured out what I was up to.I had been vowing that I would never ever ever ever walk into Lister Centre (the dormitories) unless I had a really really really good reason to, but today I felt so lonely and frustrated that I conceded, sort of. So long as it isn't a weekend (security is hiked up on weekends), and that I would wear my Jedi robe and have some...things concealed under there. So
forgottenlord says that I should go tomorrow after the study session with his friends at St. Joe's.He's been working his way through my NaNoWriMo book in his spare time, but it's sort of a habit of his to complain about every little inaccuracy in historical or technical detail. I keep reminding him that 99% of the time the detail is an attempt at word filler, but he still bugs me every time he encounters it and it pisses me off. I told him that. Then he started analyzing the characters, but that's okay - I'm fine with that, I've even done some of it myself, but it wasn't nearly as insightful.
Because of his analysis and stuff I felt a bit evil last night for some reason.
It calls me to leave this place and give out my secret. The Angel's hand beckons once more...I will make good my promise to him, for it is my duty to serve him.It was a bad time to feel evil, since I had just had an emotional breakdown at the end of Bible study with ASK on Friday when we were giving prayers to each other, and I already feel guilty enough that I'm only a semi-Christian in a Christian group (I don't normally do the whole Bible thing or the Jesus thing, but some of my ideas about God are similar enough).
Pass me down your anger and your storm; cloak me through the forest and [on] the hunt; carry me on every advance; be satisfied with my every blow. Share with me their souls, once living, captured in my hands and tormented in yours; the bounty will be plentiful.
Anyway, it took me the whole of three hours to do five really easy problems. This is easily due to two things:
1) my passionate hate of calculus (I've hated it since ever, but especially after I inexplicably couldn't do any of the work on last week's MATH 101 assignment - and thus didn't hand it in - Scott tried to help me figure it out after our bus-adventure but he sometimes goes too fast and I get really really lost - and especially that I don't want just hints or descriptions for how to do it, I need to see examples done and explained before my eyes, as in, all the way from the first step to the final answer - and really, some of it wasn't that hard, but I just couldn't do it), and
2) the general braindead-ness that I've had ever since I came back from winter break. It's as if I just can't be bothered to get up off my bottom and do ANYTHING - eat, work, go to bed, nap, shower, take out the garbage, and so forth. Even waking up and going to class is hard, albeit better than the Country Crusade aftermath.
Maybe it's fatigue, fatigue from screaming "ENGG WEEK MUST DIE" in my head the week before last, because there'd almost literally be a bounty on my head if I were to say that aloud. Going to the Waterpark instead of the Engineers' Ball was fun though, I finally found a copy of my favorite movie at the HMV, and I got a (somewhat refurbished) Canadian Army combat shirt from the army surplus store while I was at the mall - it actually fits me, me being so small! We watched the movie after Bible study on Friday. Some people fell asleep, but it's probably because it's a totally different style from what they're used to.
Maybe it's the fatigue from knowing that I can do nothing about it, that I am powerless to halt this vile tradition.
Or that from constantly having to unsuccessfully argue my views, causing me pain.
Regardless, it's made me braindead. I'm making stupid mistakes on my homework (loads of transcription errors and mysteriously dropped + and - signs), falling asleep or zoning out in classes, and it's left me unable to make productive use of my time (as if I was ever able to do that). I feel mentally and physically drained (don't mention the time last weekend when I carried home a bag of groceries and a 12-pack of bottled (always!) beer in my hands. Took me 45 minutes to make the normally 15 minute walk home, having to set down the load and rearrange every 20 seconds or so. My shoulders and arms were sore for a couple of days.) of all energy.
And look at this, I can't even make myself go to bed when I'm sick and I need the sleep.
Finally, I'd like to point out to all of the party deniers - these are clipped from our Engg email newsletter:
And who needs or wants parties EVERY night of Engg Week? Plus Country Crusade the Friday before?Engineering Week Parties: ================= MinE Engg Week Party ----------- When: Monday, January 13, 9:00pm. Where: TBA Contact the MinE Club for more details. ChemE Party ----------- When: Tuesday, January 18, Night. Where: Scholars Pub No tickets so just show up. Cheap jugs, dancing, and the such. MecE Party ----------- When: Wednesday, January 19, Night. Where: Thirsty Turtle (Whyte Ave, above Funky Pickle) Contact the MecE Club for more details. Electrical Engineering Party ----------- When: Thursday, January 20. Where: the Attic (on Whyte Ave.) You get a free drink before ten, and no line up before ten. Tickets are $2, available at EE Club and ESS Info Desk. Engineering Week Wrap-Up Party ----------- When: Friday, January 21, 7:30 pm - LATE. Where: Urban Lounge Celebrate the end of Engineering Week with the party of the week. Live music featuring Seventh Rain and the winning Engineering Week band. Tickets are $3.00, $5.00 at door. Happy hour from 7 - 11pm. Guaranteed entrance before 9pm.
Especially to the FYEC PR Rep who said to me, "Are you doing Steve Drake Day?" "No." "It's not about drinking." "Only at face value.":
Steve Drake Day ----------- When: Friday February 4th, 2005, All Day! Where: All Engineering Clubs Steve Drake Day is the EE Club's annual Hawaiian Day, inspired by one of the LA Coordinators in the ECE Department. It occurs on the first Friday in February, this year Friday, Feb. 4th, 2005. All the engineering discipline clubs make a tropical drink and a mini golf course for the engineering students' enjoyment. Dressing up in Hawaiian gear is optional, but is a lot of fun. Everyone is welcome to participate, just show up at the clubs with a putter and a ball on Friday. The party this year is being held at Scholar's Friday February 4th, 2005. The party starts at 4pm and there are no tickets, so come on out and have some fun.
And you say it's not about drinking? Then why is there a party and why is Cup Run being called (Cup Run must coincide with a party night)?
Bah, now I want my mini dose of C2H5OH before I go to sleep.
