Now I'm just depressed. I don't even remember what happened two weeks ago and this was a "project" I was so excited for. But you, university, have stripped me of this luxury, like you stripped me of every other joy in my life.
I'm taking a hiatus.
- ls
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Week 9 of 13
I almost forgot again. I gasped upon my sudden realization. Does this mean "real" university kicked in a week ago? It must because suddenly I am irritable, lashing-out Lakshine. The one we have all come to know and adore.
I should be working on the English essay outline due this Wednesday. I am stumped and you, blog, just flow like water.
It pains me to leave the blog abruptly but alas, I must get back to the wretched English outline.
Next week will be a special two-week edition.
- ls
I should be working on the English essay outline due this Wednesday. I am stumped and you, blog, just flow like water.
It pains me to leave the blog abruptly but alas, I must get back to the wretched English outline.
Next week will be a special two-week edition.
- ls
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Week 8 of 13
Wow, so I almost forgot to blog. A tragedy it would have been. In all seriousness though, I like to look back on the weeks and observe even the smallest of growths and transitions. I cannot believe we're nearing the end of October already and tomorrow marks the beginning of Week 9. That of course leaves but 4 weeks! Yikes.
Funny how I'm still working on the Psychology but I've made some definite progress since last Sunday.
So I missed two days of school this week -- a tutorial, lab and lecture. My aim was to never be absent but hey, things happen.
I was back in action on Wednesday. We covered sleep and dreaming in Pysch, which I was very interested in because I analyze every one of my dreams to the core. And we started on classical conditioning which I already knew and I watched other students scrambling to write the definitions down -- HA!
Thursday was by far the most boring lecture ever. It was all about surveying. I didn't take one note down (I caught up online though) but of course the day's quiz had five questions on the lecture. I must have caught parts of the lecture because I was able to answer them correctly or maybe because the answers were - COMMON SENSE. The math test wasn't too bad. I was frantically searching for my calculator the night before and when I did it still had the formulas from Grade 11 written in them. Yes, I have so much integrity. Well, there was only one formula I needed to know for this test and I of course managed to switch the values around but I noticed when all my answers were negative.
So the next weeks are crunch time. I'm trying to juggle several things at once. I've even created a schedule - that I'm not following. But really, no time for play.
- ls
Funny how I'm still working on the Psychology but I've made some definite progress since last Sunday.
So I missed two days of school this week -- a tutorial, lab and lecture. My aim was to never be absent but hey, things happen.
I was back in action on Wednesday. We covered sleep and dreaming in Pysch, which I was very interested in because I analyze every one of my dreams to the core. And we started on classical conditioning which I already knew and I watched other students scrambling to write the definitions down -- HA!
Thursday was by far the most boring lecture ever. It was all about surveying. I didn't take one note down (I caught up online though) but of course the day's quiz had five questions on the lecture. I must have caught parts of the lecture because I was able to answer them correctly or maybe because the answers were - COMMON SENSE. The math test wasn't too bad. I was frantically searching for my calculator the night before and when I did it still had the formulas from Grade 11 written in them. Yes, I have so much integrity. Well, there was only one formula I needed to know for this test and I of course managed to switch the values around but I noticed when all my answers were negative.
So the next weeks are crunch time. I'm trying to juggle several things at once. I've even created a schedule - that I'm not following. But really, no time for play.
- ls
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Week 7 of 13
It's Sunday afternoon and I'm forcing myself through the Psychology assignment that's due November 5 (which gives me no good reason to start now and finish.) But after Wednesday's all-nighter and even the frantic scramble during Thursday's lecture, I learned my lesson and I need to ration my time more carefully.
It was a three day school week but I spent most of the holiday Monday catching up on notes, when again I should have been working on the visual journals that were assigned the second week of school and that I of course did the night before. I promised myself I wouldn't procrastinate in university but it clearly was a promise made of glass.
We disscused iYo! in Tuesday's lecture. I actually like the book and surprisingly, have almost finished by just reading on the bus, on the subway, waiting at the station. Although, the structure of the book is a little difficult to follow at times and sometimes I find myself wondering who is who and their purpose in the story.
Luckily we have passed the section on sight in Pysch so I am no longer winking uncontrollably. We've moved on to hearing and how perception can affect what we hear. It's true now that I think about it especially when I sing songs with the wrong lyrics, not realizing they're wrong. And then when I log onto AZLyrics.com, and read the right lyrics, I find I can hear them correctly. Weird.
TGIT - Thank God It's Thursday, the end of the week. I slaved over those stupid journals because my perfectionism showed its ugly face. I couldn't settle for adequate and in the end, I did a job that I'm still not satisfied with. I was just angry at myself that I had left it to the last minute. Somehow, I managed to throw something together. I snapped a few pictures of subway commuters and looked away when they turned around to investigate where the flashes came from. That was visual #3. In bigger news, we started math Thursday. It is fairly simple, basic math yet somehow I still struggled with it. Just calculating percentages, per cent change, etc. There's a test next Thursday. It's been a good two years since I had a math test. I'm so excited*
-ls
*indicates sarcasm
It was a three day school week but I spent most of the holiday Monday catching up on notes, when again I should have been working on the visual journals that were assigned the second week of school and that I of course did the night before. I promised myself I wouldn't procrastinate in university but it clearly was a promise made of glass.
We disscused iYo! in Tuesday's lecture. I actually like the book and surprisingly, have almost finished by just reading on the bus, on the subway, waiting at the station. Although, the structure of the book is a little difficult to follow at times and sometimes I find myself wondering who is who and their purpose in the story.
Luckily we have passed the section on sight in Pysch so I am no longer winking uncontrollably. We've moved on to hearing and how perception can affect what we hear. It's true now that I think about it especially when I sing songs with the wrong lyrics, not realizing they're wrong. And then when I log onto AZLyrics.com, and read the right lyrics, I find I can hear them correctly. Weird.
TGIT - Thank God It's Thursday, the end of the week. I slaved over those stupid journals because my perfectionism showed its ugly face. I couldn't settle for adequate and in the end, I did a job that I'm still not satisfied with. I was just angry at myself that I had left it to the last minute. Somehow, I managed to throw something together. I snapped a few pictures of subway commuters and looked away when they turned around to investigate where the flashes came from. That was visual #3. In bigger news, we started math Thursday. It is fairly simple, basic math yet somehow I still struggled with it. Just calculating percentages, per cent change, etc. There's a test next Thursday. It's been a good two years since I had a math test. I'm so excited*
-ls
*indicates sarcasm
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Week 6 of 13
It's a Thursday night posting because the four day weekend that awaits me has no time for blogging - which makes it sound like I have four days of wild, getting wasted fun planned but no, more so, assignments, work and of course some cuddle time.
Started the week off with a streeter, which I think I'm actually taking a liking to. I love going out there and flashing my trusty press pass, asking questions and putting it together to make a story. It's neat to see how my notes, which often look like they have been written by a psychotic doctor, evolve into a story complete with a lead and colourful quotes. On a side note, the TA totally acknowledged me this week. He said he liked my lead, describing it as a "good, tight lead," of course he called me Lakeisha afterwards but close enough.
On another side note, I got a 77% on that in-class essay - close enough.
More poetry Tuesday. I was almost saddened that I didn't actually read the poems because some of them proved to be really intriguing. We had an open-book quiz - everyone got perfect except one person, because the prof actually rejected an answer.
We started sensation and perception in Psych on Wednesday. Needless to say it had a lot to do with eyes, which resulted in my involuntary winking. No, I'm not a perv. I just have an irrational fear of contact with the eyes - not to be confused with contact lenses. I do not like talking about eyes or staring, or stray eyelashes, or optometrists.
We started the Excel unit today - exciting but before I dimiss it as boring, it is helpful, especially when organizing a ton of information. I was going to go to a seminar about how to sell your articles but my mother said I don't even write articles for free so to come home and eat and I complied because I was hungry and poor.
ps. Write more.
pps. Blogging doesn't count.
- ls
Started the week off with a streeter, which I think I'm actually taking a liking to. I love going out there and flashing my trusty press pass, asking questions and putting it together to make a story. It's neat to see how my notes, which often look like they have been written by a psychotic doctor, evolve into a story complete with a lead and colourful quotes. On a side note, the TA totally acknowledged me this week. He said he liked my lead, describing it as a "good, tight lead," of course he called me Lakeisha afterwards but close enough.
On another side note, I got a 77% on that in-class essay - close enough.
More poetry Tuesday. I was almost saddened that I didn't actually read the poems because some of them proved to be really intriguing. We had an open-book quiz - everyone got perfect except one person, because the prof actually rejected an answer.
We started sensation and perception in Psych on Wednesday. Needless to say it had a lot to do with eyes, which resulted in my involuntary winking. No, I'm not a perv. I just have an irrational fear of contact with the eyes - not to be confused with contact lenses. I do not like talking about eyes or staring, or stray eyelashes, or optometrists.
We started the Excel unit today - exciting but before I dimiss it as boring, it is helpful, especially when organizing a ton of information. I was going to go to a seminar about how to sell your articles but my mother said I don't even write articles for free so to come home and eat and I complied because I was hungry and poor.
ps. Write more.
pps. Blogging doesn't count.
- ls
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Week 5 of 13
This week I went on a mind-numbing work binge. Starting with the in-class essay, the psych exam, errands for every minute between and then I worked for minimum wage all weekend.
Hence, the Sunday night posting, about 20 minutes before the start of Week 6.
The in-class essay proved to be as daunting as it intially seemed. An in-depth, properly formatted and argued compare and contrast essay in 50 minutes isn't exactly a walk in the park. Maybe a walk over burning hot coals, combined with shreds of glass and rusty nail boards. Okay, it wasn't that bad but it was definitely a task to be tackled. If we hadn't received the questions beforehand, I would have sat there for the entire 50 minutes simply trying to decipher the questions. You can't answer a question unware of what it's asking. I managed to complete the essay though. The conclusion wasn't exactly relevant and I had to skip a detail or two but I was satisfied and the new life plan consists of simply satisfaction. Not if you're satisfied, but if I'm satisfied and am I satisfied? Yes, I'm satisfied.
Tuesday's lecture was about poetry. I usually loved the poetry unit in English, well, at least when it came to writing poems but no, this was excruiatingly boring. Love poems make me barf adjectives to describe sucky love poems. "Sucky" is a fine adjective.
So I totally busted my ass studying for the psych exam. I learned my lesson. I will from now on (or so I say) review the chapter right after the lecture so I'm not sleepless, starved and socially isolated for 3 days, cramming information about the brain into my brain. I have to say it wasn't as hard as I thought (as has been everything thus far - let's not jinx it). And, and, wait for it ...
46/50 on the multiple choice! Holla at a scholar.
Thursday we had another scavenger hunt but this one was worth 10% of our grade. Ooo, challenge. It's not even that they're hard, they're just boring and seemingly pointless especially when we lose marks for answering correctly because a certain answer key is not up to date.
Phew, I made the time crunch.
ps. Nuit Blanche is love.
- ls
Hence, the Sunday night posting, about 20 minutes before the start of Week 6.
The in-class essay proved to be as daunting as it intially seemed. An in-depth, properly formatted and argued compare and contrast essay in 50 minutes isn't exactly a walk in the park. Maybe a walk over burning hot coals, combined with shreds of glass and rusty nail boards. Okay, it wasn't that bad but it was definitely a task to be tackled. If we hadn't received the questions beforehand, I would have sat there for the entire 50 minutes simply trying to decipher the questions. You can't answer a question unware of what it's asking. I managed to complete the essay though. The conclusion wasn't exactly relevant and I had to skip a detail or two but I was satisfied and the new life plan consists of simply satisfaction. Not if you're satisfied, but if I'm satisfied and am I satisfied? Yes, I'm satisfied.
Tuesday's lecture was about poetry. I usually loved the poetry unit in English, well, at least when it came to writing poems but no, this was excruiatingly boring. Love poems make me barf adjectives to describe sucky love poems. "Sucky" is a fine adjective.
So I totally busted my ass studying for the psych exam. I learned my lesson. I will from now on (or so I say) review the chapter right after the lecture so I'm not sleepless, starved and socially isolated for 3 days, cramming information about the brain into my brain. I have to say it wasn't as hard as I thought (as has been everything thus far - let's not jinx it). And, and, wait for it ...
46/50 on the multiple choice! Holla at a scholar.
Thursday we had another scavenger hunt but this one was worth 10% of our grade. Ooo, challenge. It's not even that they're hard, they're just boring and seemingly pointless especially when we lose marks for answering correctly because a certain answer key is not up to date.
Phew, I made the time crunch.
ps. Nuit Blanche is love.
- ls
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