Saturday, August 21, 2004
I'm colouring in my timetable, timetable, timetable, I'm colouring in my timetable, early in the afternoon.
You know, last trimester I assessed my timetable something like this:
Monday: have chem first and don't finish until 4 => sucks
Tuesday: have chem and only chem ALL DAY. However, have lunch break and finish at 2 => mildly sucks
Wednesday: have psyc lab starting at 9, but also finish with psyc at 2 => mildly good
Thursday: have 3 lectures in a row, starting at 11 and finishing at 2 => very good
Friday: have 0 classes => EXCELLENT
And now my timetable goes something like this:
Monday: start with stat, finish with stat => sucks
Tuesday: start at 10 with biol lab (good), have 2-hour break (good-ish), but finish with a 2-hour reli lecture that ends at 4 => SUCKS
Wednesday: start at 9 with psyc lab again, finish with stat => sucks
Thursday: start at 11 with psyc, finish with reli tut straight after stat lecture => sucky sucky sucky
Friday: see last trimester
You know, I love biol. I love psyc. I hate stat, but most people do. It mainly has to do with the crowded lecture theatre and people that won't fucking SHUT UP combined with the incredibly fascinating material we are being taught (how do you calculate a mean? How do you calculate several means? How do you look up data in a book of tables? Blah blah blah blah blah?) which puts me in an irritated, frustrated, claustrophobic mood, which means that I generally hate people by the end and then have to walk home in afternoon traffic when it is most likely windy. And reli just makes me sleepy. So why, oh why, do I always finish with either stat or reli and never with biol or psyc? It sucks. I hate my timetable.
OK, I don't really, but I'm bored and lonely. Everybody's left town except me and my flatmate (who DOESN'T TALK) and I have to entertain myself somehow. Before writing this I was tidying my room.
I suppose I should get back to colouring in my timetable, cos then it will be pretty, and I like pretty things. And beautiful men, such as JC. My goodness, what a fine specimen he is. I could look at him all day...
You know, last trimester I assessed my timetable something like this:
Monday: have chem first and don't finish until 4 => sucks
Tuesday: have chem and only chem ALL DAY. However, have lunch break and finish at 2 => mildly sucks
Wednesday: have psyc lab starting at 9, but also finish with psyc at 2 => mildly good
Thursday: have 3 lectures in a row, starting at 11 and finishing at 2 => very good
Friday: have 0 classes => EXCELLENT
And now my timetable goes something like this:
Monday: start with stat, finish with stat => sucks
Tuesday: start at 10 with biol lab (good), have 2-hour break (good-ish), but finish with a 2-hour reli lecture that ends at 4 => SUCKS
Wednesday: start at 9 with psyc lab again, finish with stat => sucks
Thursday: start at 11 with psyc, finish with reli tut straight after stat lecture => sucky sucky sucky
Friday: see last trimester
You know, I love biol. I love psyc. I hate stat, but most people do. It mainly has to do with the crowded lecture theatre and people that won't fucking SHUT UP combined with the incredibly fascinating material we are being taught (how do you calculate a mean? How do you calculate several means? How do you look up data in a book of tables? Blah blah blah blah blah?) which puts me in an irritated, frustrated, claustrophobic mood, which means that I generally hate people by the end and then have to walk home in afternoon traffic when it is most likely windy. And reli just makes me sleepy. So why, oh why, do I always finish with either stat or reli and never with biol or psyc? It sucks. I hate my timetable.
OK, I don't really, but I'm bored and lonely. Everybody's left town except me and my flatmate (who DOESN'T TALK) and I have to entertain myself somehow. Before writing this I was tidying my room.
I suppose I should get back to colouring in my timetable, cos then it will be pretty, and I like pretty things. And beautiful men, such as JC. My goodness, what a fine specimen he is. I could look at him all day...
