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Well, conveniently the problem of whether or not to go to lectures today was solved for me - I slept through all of them. Even the one at 2pm. So, all that’s left of this term now is roleplaying tonight, Photonics on friday afternoon, friday night’s party, and three days of fading away…
Well… for better or worse, that’s all my deadlines for this term out of the way. And wow, that feels good… This afternoon - and especially this evening, at the ninja-costumed pub crawl (pictures soon) - I can really have fun!
Not that I’m completely finished yet, though - I still have three lectures tomorrow that I might or might not go to, and the Photonics labs on Friday. But still, it feels like term’s ending. It’s almost - almost - beginning to feel like Christmas…
Now, finally, it’s starting to feel like this term is ending. But not a sudden end, though - more like it’s fading; as we start to drift away for a while, trails of golden light disappearing into the darkness…
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised… When they advised us that we should do the Data Handling problem sheets every week during the term, it looks like they were right. Doing the remaining five by lunchtime tomorrow is not happening.
The whole “new housemate” thing has thrown me completely off-track, and I’ve spent much more time in the last two days cleaning the house than doing Uni work. Thankfully, Data Handling is only 2% of the overall grade in two modules, and if I manage to do one more DH problem sheet tonight or tomorrow then I’ll only have dropped 1%.
When compared to the horribly low mark that I might be on course for in Photonics, that’s hardly anything.
Current odds on getting a First this year: Pfft. Don’t make me laugh.
Woke up around midday today, and spent most of the time between then and 11pm feeling tired and as if I was about to collapse. Result - I got no work done. 7 problem sheets remain, to be done within 36 hours. Right now, of course, when I really need to get some sleep before my 8am start tomorrow, I feel wide awake. Staying awake throughout the night is tempting, but I know it’s a stupid idea.
In slightly better news, we might be getting a new housemate sometime soon. Unfortunately she’s coming round to see the house sometime this week, which means at least two hours’ worth of tidying. Worst timing evar.
Admitting to things I thought I’d rather keep secret was a strangely helpful experience, I think.
On the other hand, not getting to sleep until 6am was not ^_^;;
Of the last 24 hours, I’ve spent:
2 hours cooking and eating
6 hours asleep
7 hours working
9 hours playing (and watching) Soul Calibur 2.
I win the prize.
Well, it’s December after all. Allegedly. It still doesn’t feel like it.
Gamers of a sensitive disposition may wish to turn away now.
“Best FPS ever” my arse. From my experience so far, I have to say I found Doom far more fun. And I’m not talking about Doom 3 here. And HL2 Deathmatch? Excuse me while I play something that doesn’t have broken sprites and models and BSODs whenever you Alt-Tab.
Back to UT2004 for me. Oh look - it has vehicles, better weapons, better maps, is much more fun, has proper Linux support, and actually sodding works.
It’s now been nearly a week since I went to Uni. In this time, I’ve missed five lectures, a compulsory problem class, and three hours of compulsory labs. Up until this morning, I’d also done no work at all in that time. If there was a degree course in procrastination, I’d have an Honours. But sadly I’m doing a Physics course, so the next two weeks are going to be insane with work. The holidays are in sight, though - only two weeks left…
Also, my apologies for the lack of updates recently. An awful lot has been going on in my head, but since turning this blog into the usual angsty self-loathing LiveJournal fodder is going to achieve nothing, I decided not to publish two of the planned entries. Anyway, despite all the mental weirdness of last week, I think I’m recovered now. (Four days of oversleeping and overindulgence equals much regained sanity for me!)