BAHH, I haven't updated in so long. Hello to you, fellow bloggers, as well as you, who may currently be in the same stressful position as many of us have been dumped into.
The pre-exam period. SWOTVAC week has.. just ended actually. Some have already begun (with those take-home ones) whilst the majority of commerce students await anxiously, cramming in all the QM you can, trying to understand all the lectures that you happily skipped, drawing graph after graph for Microeconomics, demand and supply-ing it non-stop, and attempting to restate common sense with Management, or actually opening the Accounting book, smelling the brand new 'fresh book' smell, and starting to read it.
Yep, exams.
Some of you students from various other faculties, who have had mid-sem's are probably laughing at the jelly-knees of the commerce students sitting their first University exam EVER. But I grin at you, for you've had to do 2 lots of exams. Ha. Thwarted.
So I sit here, supposed to be doing all of the aforementioned, but I'm not, I"m obviously spilling my guts to the world. Isn't it coincidental that you just happen to find a really addictive game/TV show/movie/food/bed/distraction, just as you want to study? Sigh. Procrastination seems to be my worst enemy.
I guess (not sure if anyone actually noticed) I haven't been blogging in so long due to me forgetting my login, and just forgetfulness itself. My bad for not keeping the obligatory once-a-week blogs *hangs head in shame*.
Despite looming exams and assessments, I do have words of encouragement.
Fear not comrades, for the time is nigh', where we will go to battle! Look not towards the coming bloodshed, but to the prize: the light ahead of this dark abyss.
Sounds like its from a movie right? Nope, its the creation of my extremely distracted and bored mind.
Basically, after this is (surprise surprise) holidays, so no matter the outcome of these exams, take it in, be proud of yourself, or be annoyed and do better next time. Carry it into the next semester to try harder (or maintain your awesome marks), but make sure you chill out, relax and have a drink this break to celebrate the completion of 1/6th of your 3 year degree.
ASH.
Hahaha.. This entry has absolutely nothing to do with the song.. Except that I love it totally.. And am addicted to it!
Swot Vac Day 1
Surprisingly: Procrast-free! Did some solid studying, went for the Bio revision lecture (which btw was very helpful!).. Went down Elgin St. to return borrowed stuff from the costume shop. Anyone who dosen't know of this place its called Cellardoor.. And trust me its awesome. They have a load of things.. Very kewl for all the innumerous themed parties!
Exams
Again surprisingly: Not stressful! Maybe cause all my exams are a week apart.Plus there is a timetable- Yes a timetable. Which I am not following really, but then it gives me a idea of how much I still have left to do. Don't get me wrong, I am not the regular, organised type person (nothing wrong in that but still.. Its a just a little tiny bit freaky to be super organised!).. Normally I am the kinda person that stresses a lot before exams, and end up feeling s&*^ even after they are over because of the lack of sleep and high stress levels experienced prior to the exams!.. And I didn't want that to be the case.. So yes the timetable helps.
The not-so-kewl part about it is that I start on the first day with Bio and finish on the LAST day with Criminology! Grr.. Which means I am going to have a short 4 week break.. Which is still kewl actually.
Uni. Semester 1
Up and down round and round but so far pretty awesome. Awesome espcially cause I feel so super settled in. Have some direction of what I am doing. So thats good.. I guess. Next semester is going to be smooooth. :D.. Or atleast I hope so. And ofcourse College.. Life at college has been amazing. Definately returning next semester. The people in college are great and staying here is not as intimidating as it used to be when I started. So thats good again. :D
All for now. Will return with another post about the recent attacks on Indian students in Melbourne. Soon.
Toodles.
Semester One is over!!!
No more tutes, no more lectures. Only some essays to write and exams to sit... Oh boy, am I desperate to find an outlet for procrastination! So, here I am - First Year at Unimelb Blog. Such an awesome place. You write what you feel like, and you spend time WITHOUT FEELING BAD!
My morals have played tricks on me recently. I know feel bad for Facebooking, or buying that extra Mars bar. Speaking of which, I now realised (to my great devastation) charged the same money for 7 grams less. That's right. It's now 53 grams instead of 60. Reason? Australia needs to get healthier. I took it as a sign, and went out for a jog this morning (read: 2 pm). And now I feel much better. The Mars bar was equally good though.
What else? I had a great last week of uni. More snacks, less jogging.
We discussed the 90s in class - beginning with Pokemon and ended the talk with the 90s night at Perseverance. Don't tell me how it happened. Like the rest of the semester, it just did. Stuff happen. All the time. Get on the train! Cuz it's leaving fast, kinda thing. Best way to describe it, I suppose.
My room is now slightly more navy blue, a wonderful colour, don't you think? Carlton supporters would most definitely agree. Others wouldn't. Some wouldn't care. Fair enough - next up:
A new trip! This time I'm packing my bags for central Australia. I'm really looking forward to seeing some wildlife crocs in Darwin, and to go to Uluru and Adelaide as well. Quite the tour, I'll tell you! More updates next term!
Can't believe I just wrote next term, but I did. Wow, how sweet isn't that! It's been a term and I'm still here!!
I hope you've enjoyed my blog here, and that you'll come back for next semester.
I know times are busy, so I wish you a great holiday (if you get some) and an awesome jog!
See ya guys soon.
Thanks for reading.
Hade gött!
/Olle
It's really not funny to have forgotten your password not once, not twice, but 6 times on a blogging website. No fun at all... no siree.
So life at uni so far....
Pretty good, a bit crazy with assignments flying in from all directions (that was today) but after this week I'll be all calm and relaxed. Just enough to freak out about exams. Truthfully though everything feels good, just a tad rushed with something like work, uni, house crisi, movie, karaoke happening everyday.
I don't think I've done half the things I wanted to do at uni. Luckily we've still got 2 years (well in my case 3 more, moving onto 4 with another diploma if I'm lucky and then honours).
.....
Hmm just had diner and am looking forward, very much so, to sleeping.
More to follow!
Which ear do you use when you pick up a phone?
Your answer: right.
Why?
Because most of the input of the right ear goes to the left hemisphere of the brain.
It's known as "the right ear advantage."
Now that's knowledge that will take you places.
Stay tuned for updates,
Olle
Ok, rant mode on BIG TIME.
I am SICK of ecological history of humanity! It is a stupid stupid stupid STUPID subject and I hate it!! Grrr I want to rip up the stupid reader and throw it around my flat in a fit of irritation.
I just got a circular email from the head of the subject saying that we had all been given an essay extension because of the poor quality of our essay plans. Apparently most of us have missed the point and not presented a clear argument. I am sure I am one of those people because mine was....trying to find a suitably unoffensive word... bad.
ARGH! I would like to point out that I am not being anti the staff members, they are fantastic. They all try really hard to give us support and put 110% effort into the subject and it was really considerate of Janet to send out that email and give us all an extension, I just hate it on a personal level. I picked it because it looked challenging and I was on a 'oooh I'll push myself to my full extent and be all brainy' kick when I selected my subjects. Well sod that! I cannot wait for the end of semester so that I can go off and do something simple like cat grooming. I HATE BREADTH, I WANT TO SHOOT IT IN THE HEAD!
I am going to fail ecological history, end up becoming some life failure and recluse living with 66 cats who I will talk to and tell about the evils of Ecological history of humanity. And then I will die a horrible Bridget Jones-esque death and won't be discovered for 2 weeks by which time I will have been eaten by alsations and the forensics science people will use my case to teach Ecological History and it will all be one sto the stupid big joke at my expense.
Haha ok so now I have ad it out with this blog I do realise that I am being absolutely ridiculous and childish. But actually, I don't even care, I'm so stressed out with this mad subject! I apologise to the eco history team, it's nothing personal, I am just a spoil petulant idiot who is incapable of writing an essay plan! I think I am probably more annoyed with myself for doing badly than with the subject but I am going to blame it anyway.
I am not even going to do a grammar check, that's how frustrated I am! oooh she means business now lol! <--- see it is even making me talk about myself in the third person. Insane.
Love Natty
x
It’s been a while since I’ve posted, mostly due to assessments. Frankly, nothing thrilling has occurred, sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll notwithstanding, and so here I present to you a quick summary of the good and the not-so-good.
The good...
1. Boys in shorts and tennies. See, I had never been to Madame Brussel’s before, but on Saturday night I did, and it was pretty swell. If Alannah Hill and Lewis Carroll procreated, and their lovechild was a bar, Madame Brussel’s would be it. Even the (exorbitantly priced) drinks are pretty. The boys who serve them are similarly pretty. They wear white tennies, polo shirts and shorts—not the kind of thing that usually excites my spanking reflexes, I’ll admit, but context is everything. Beware, though: the white wicker furniture goes fast. If you need to rest those aching metatarsals, arrive early.
2. The weather. I went to the beach this morning. Not to bathe or frolic in a bikini; that would have been moronic. I took my dog for a run. He went for a swim, but he is a Labrador, and not particularly intelligent. I digress, anyhow; we went to the beach and it was sunny! Crazy. Wild. Truly.
3. Essendon beating Hawthorn on Friday night. Superlative.
I also got some exquisite shoes. (Hence the aching metatarsals.)
...and the ungood:
1. Taylor Swift. I believed I could escape the glam guitar-totin’ gal by avoiding commercial radio. This was evidently erroneous. La Taylor is everywhere, from television, where her commercials persist, to shops that apparently applaud her bootscootin’ style.
A friend argued that my aversion to her was ‘irrational’, but my dislike for Miss Swift continues to grow exponentially every time I hear Love Story. It’s apparently ‘based on Romeo and Juliet’. I would disagree; it is ‘a gross bastardisation of Romeo and Juliet’.
I quote: ‘Marry me, Juliet/ You’ll never have to be alone/ I love you and that’s all I really know/I talked to your dad/ Go pick out a white dress/ It’s a love story’.
Lyrical genius; rivals only the greatest Boney Maroneys and My Humps. No, wait. I lie. The blonde popster has missed out on the tragic part of Shakespeare’s renowned tragedy, i.e. that the star-crossed lovers both kick the bucket in the final scene. Psst. There is no wedding. Wowsers.
I mean, good on her, she’s only nineteen. But if only I’d known how easy it was to be successful in the music industry, or anywhere for that matter, I would have capitalised on Swift’s method long ago, and written a musical version of Angela's Ashes or The Latham Diaries or King Lear.
But seriously, she’s inescapable. Mass media, department stores, even a taxi I was in the other night. Cafés are the worst. Oh yeah, baby, Taylor Swift makes me want to order another coffee—I mean, vomit over the laminex tabletop.
Whatever. The Swift juggernaut has apparently exploded—just like swine 'flu, except more people are immune to Love Story.
2. Studying. Like Ol’ Man River, the assessment period just keeps rolling. Fortunately two of my larger assignments are out of the way. Between now and the looming exams, I just have a few sporadic Japanese tests and a journal de lecture to complete.
3. The Nightrider bus. Great service; tremendously handy. It’d be even better, though, if I didn’t have to step over the tossers lying in the aisle on the floor of the bus in order to disembark. “Don’t worry,” one cretin assured my friend Xena as she tried not to disembowel him with her stiletto. “We’re not gunna look up yer skirts.” Mmm. Not that he wasn’t convincing, but I shuffled anyway, thighs clamped together.
What public transport needs is greater security: someone who looks big and scary, but is really working for the greater good of society, on every bus and train. I’m advocating Ice-T, but Duane Chapman (alias Dog) would be a good candidate, too.
Getting your granddad into an aged-care facility is not so much fun, either, but it doesn’t make for a good rant, y’know?
As the breathtakingly eloquent Taylor Swift says, “Oh, oh, oh, oh.” What?
Tschüss.
Thank god week 9 is over! I havn't posted in ages due to a stack of assignments and stress. I am in the clearing now or whatever the expression is, I'm sure worrying about uni work for the last 2 weeks has had a detrimental affect on my vocabulary. If you poke me perhaps I'll say something like 'phonology' or 'American constitution' but normal conversation has gone right out of the window lol.
The frustrating thing is, I don't even feel like I've done particularly well in my assignments despite really struggling with them for hours and hours. Take linguistics for example, I spent 4 hours on one part of one question. By the end of it I did have an answer and was pleased to have found anythingto say but I reckon I'm still far from what the question was looking for. Hmm, they (lol whoever 'they' are!) have told us over and over about upper eschalons (spelling? sounds like seafood to me!) and how those of us who are used to doing really well might be in for a bit of a shock but I haven't really taken it on board until now. I can be ridiculously competitive and at school not getting an A was just not an option for me yet here I am quite probably failing despite a LOT more effort. Gargh!
It's ok, I guess it's a learning curve and I'm pleased that I do find my work challenging even if breadth is my new enemy ;) I cannot believe we are (practically) in week 10 though! I do not know where the time has flown to and it prompted me to think about my whole uni experience so far and rate it for you guys out of 10.
I realised after writing my title that it could be interpreted differently... what's the name of that facebook app where you rate how hot someone is? I don't have it due to a general desire to avoid mortification but the title reminded me of that. So, sorry guys, if you were expecting me to be rating some person/ animal (not on a hotness scale obviously)/ other non-uni thing then you can stop reading here, I won't be offended.
So.... I'm going to give it... *looks into weird cheapo figure of 8 ball* ... a 7. I think that's not too bad. I actually don't have a single negative thing to say about the uni system and the lecturers etc (haha and I'm not just saying that as an attempted means of preventing subject failure) but I can't give it a ten because I don't love all of my subjects, it has been hard getting into the swing of things at time and the whole accommodation fiasco just knocks a '10' right on the head. How does everyone else rate their experience? Any tens out there? Urgh, or any ones? That would suck, though I hope (in the nicest possible way) that if you really thought it was that bad you'd moved somewhere else by now.
I'm looking forward to next semester though! I've got loads of stuff to look forward to, I'm moving into college for a start. It's a weird concept for me to think about because, after living on my own I sort of see it as a regressive step in maturity. It's not, if anything it's better that I learnt to ask for help and knew what would be better for me but it does feel a little weird. I can't wait though, I'm going to be in there on day one with bells on! What else? I suppose new subjects and stuff will be good too. I've gone through phases of wanting to narrow my subject choice one week after oving a particular subject to wanting to everything and anything the next.
I don't think I have any other news. Oh, except! I went on the PIRATES cruise on Wednesday... amazing. The edge of a boat is probably not the best place to stand when you've had a bit too much to drink but I had fun, anyone who has not yet been on a boat cruise should go. NOW. I don't even care if there isn't a uni affiliated one haha. It was awesome!
Anyway I am off to a dance class to try and correct my lack of coordination lol. I will write something less sober next time... oh but if you never hear from me again then just assume I have knocked myself out with some weird can can type move. lol
Love love
Natty
I've got a few half-started posts for this which went absolutely nowhere! So I haven't written in a while. I wish I could say that I've been devoting the time I would have spent blogging on super-useful stuff like exam study, but I feel itchy sometimes when I lie. *scratchscratch*
My head hurts from peering down microscopes. Our histology lecturer has a standing challenge that if anyone can find a basophil (type of rare white blood cell) in a film of sheep's blood, she'll shout us a bottle of champagne. Of course, this meant that we spent our blood prac scanning slides for basophils instead of answering the questions... If I never have to do blood slides ever again (unlikely) I would be so grateful. Those damn pink cells keep floating around my sleep at night. It was heaps of fun mounting the slides and peering at the pretty pictures (the fact that everything stains pink can't be just a coincidence!), but if I try and relate all the stuff I see to living bodies, my head almost explodes. There's way too much stuff going on inside of us to visualize it simultaneously (or my imagination just isn't very good).
On a brighter note, I never knew that peer pressure could be such an amazing thing. I have two assignments completed 3-4 weeks before the due date, just because, 'well, other people are doing theirs, so I should probably be working too.' I like to think that if all of my friends started doing drugs and having rabid relations with furries, I would decline. But now that I've seen how easy it was to fall into step and start doing drastic things like handing in homework early, I have to wonder... maybe I am just a sheep after all.
*staring, fluffy and goggly-eyed*
I'm dead.
Well not completely but I will be, come this Monday. Either from not handing in my assessment pieces or from having completed them.
It's not that I have a lot, or that they're really hard, just this week I'm kinda really really busy. Well by week I mean today, tomorrow, the weekend then finally Monday.
Hopefully it'll all work out. Luckily I'm too exhausted from work (nothing too exciting, you need prosciutto cut I'm your man) to worry too much. Everything's done just not refined/completely complete.
Anyhow in the place of finishing assesment off, I have! Karaoke, which may or may not be heinously expensive and a friends 18th (Straight after work), then a slow but steady road home (whilst metaphourically being my road to normality). But that's all pish posh (ha funny colloquiol slang) I've got bigger things to talk about. SUCH AS!
BOOKS! There are heaps of sales (well two) on at Melbourne Uni, for books, one's from the Bookshop (NEW but somewhat un-hot stuff, thus the sale $5-18 range, it did have a bunch of Terry Pratchet books and Hemingway) and the other is from my very close friend the Rowden Library (old mostly forgottern books my favorite is the fact that it has not one but 5 copies of the Day of the Triffids and other strange but unloved books $2 per book). I bought books from both in an attempt at celebrating (cheaply) my return to finace (I had money in my pocket to burn).
AND! ... I can't think of anything else besides a verification that my intention to travel by bike on Tuesdays is a nice moral boost but not much of a routine... Wah. On the other hand work again, which is fun. . .
Ok yawning loudly now. I think it's time for a change of scenery, enjoy my bi-weekly post!
Dan
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