You can tell it's examtime and people are stressed because pretty much everyone you talk to has the grace, manners and general pleasantness of a broody gorilla who you just pushed in front of in the checkout queue at a supermarket with a basket containing 100 items, none of which have the bar codes on them and must be searched around the store for the prices.
A long metaphor, but you get the point.
Monday, May 22, 2006
Saturday, May 13, 2006
Thoughts
I've tried three times to put down what I think onto the metaphorical paper that is here, and no time has been satisfactory. So I will be brief and attempt in doing so to avoid this.
Life is complicated. We always think everyone else's lives seem to be working fine, without knowing any of their inner workings. We pass someone in the street, chatting happily, and think that everything must be perfect for them. We look at ourselves and see only faults, look at others and see only their good characteristics. Everyone has a mask, to some extent, behind which their true feelings are hidden. To some that mask is obvious. To others it isn't even perceptible.
So many small things can contribute to make a big thing. Big things can feed off each other, making everything seem worse than it is. How to stop this cycle? If I was to know that, then I'd be a lot more help to others and to myself. How to control it? To keep everything in perspective. To remember how each of the big things is in fact a small thing that has been enlarged by your worries. That the huge things are big things in a similar form. We fear of doing things that appear incorrect, of making mistakes, of appearing stupid or selfconcious.
Is there even such a thing as self-control? What is it that it means; someone who can control themselves? Or learn to understand themselves, where they appear in control because that which bothers everyone else doesn't bother them. To know what is big and what is small. And act appropriately. This is easier said than done. But it must be possible.
Life is complicated. We always think everyone else's lives seem to be working fine, without knowing any of their inner workings. We pass someone in the street, chatting happily, and think that everything must be perfect for them. We look at ourselves and see only faults, look at others and see only their good characteristics. Everyone has a mask, to some extent, behind which their true feelings are hidden. To some that mask is obvious. To others it isn't even perceptible.
So many small things can contribute to make a big thing. Big things can feed off each other, making everything seem worse than it is. How to stop this cycle? If I was to know that, then I'd be a lot more help to others and to myself. How to control it? To keep everything in perspective. To remember how each of the big things is in fact a small thing that has been enlarged by your worries. That the huge things are big things in a similar form. We fear of doing things that appear incorrect, of making mistakes, of appearing stupid or selfconcious.
Is there even such a thing as self-control? What is it that it means; someone who can control themselves? Or learn to understand themselves, where they appear in control because that which bothers everyone else doesn't bother them. To know what is big and what is small. And act appropriately. This is easier said than done. But it must be possible.
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Lights, Ponder ... Action!
And we're under way with revision. Of sorts. At least, we're theoretically under way. And that's almost as good.
Four exams to do. Lots of preparation to do. This year I am being much more diligent, i.e. I am preparing much more in advance of the day of judgement itself. Time to start getting an idea of everything that's going on. It tends to help.
In other news: Royal Mail suck, Sven Goran Erikson is an idiot, ironing is boring and Scooby Doo is pure genius in dog form.
Four exams to do. Lots of preparation to do. This year I am being much more diligent, i.e. I am preparing much more in advance of the day of judgement itself. Time to start getting an idea of everything that's going on. It tends to help.
In other news: Royal Mail suck, Sven Goran Erikson is an idiot, ironing is boring and Scooby Doo is pure genius in dog form.
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Momentous Step?
Today marks the last submission of my last ever essay as an undergraduate. I feel strangely unemotional. Having been awake for the last 40 hours while composing the final version could have had something to do with it I guess.
Sleep ...
Sleep ...
Saturday, April 29, 2006
Mouth Ulcers Are Bad
No times today. I've not updated all week, and I think now I have enough of a dedicated reader base [all 3-4 people] that I don't need to encourage new readers with gimmicks like what time I got up and went to bed. Beyond that, it wasn't interesting, enlightening, and I don't even know if the times are accurate.
Anyway, that's about it really apart from to provide some semblance of an update. Today has been a very irritating week, and while that is completely contradictory it makes sense to me. Going on this past week, it would do.
Only another three/four weeks until everything is finished. Then I just need to adapt to the wider world, pick a masters program, or get a job, think about qualifications, where to live, what to do, blah blah blah.
Anyway, that's about it really apart from to provide some semblance of an update. Today has been a very irritating week, and while that is completely contradictory it makes sense to me. Going on this past week, it would do.
Only another three/four weeks until everything is finished. Then I just need to adapt to the wider world, pick a masters program, or get a job, think about qualifications, where to live, what to do, blah blah blah.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Ready to Rumba, Ready to Go
Time Asleep Last Night: 04:32
Time Awake This Morning: 09:06
Today's DAR so far: 50PP
This post has nothing to do with Cotton Eyed Joe. Sorry for any false illusions presented.
Right, I'm all packed. Amazingly managed to fit everything in, after some inspired packing courtesy of yours truly. Just making sandwiches and then I'm off. Bought caramel slices this morning, never fear, they are coming with me, just hope I'm not too peckish on the journey ...
Time Awake This Morning: 09:06
Today's DAR so far: 50PP
This post has nothing to do with Cotton Eyed Joe. Sorry for any false illusions presented.
Right, I'm all packed. Amazingly managed to fit everything in, after some inspired packing courtesy of yours truly. Just making sandwiches and then I'm off. Bought caramel slices this morning, never fear, they are coming with me, just hope I'm not too peckish on the journey ...
Being Busy! Oh Noes!
Time Asleep Last Night: 04:53
Time Awake This Morning: 09:33
Time Arisen This Morning: 13:56
Today's DAR: 18PP
Moderatively productive day today [Oh noes! I hear you cry!] as a consequence of being forced upon me by time. I have done some ironing, some packing, some general tidying and some cleaning today. Be amazed by the product of my business!
Just got the computer and clothes to pack in the morning. Everything else is packed .... BUT ... there is a spanner in the works, a cat among the pigeons. My Dad's car is having issues. Not sure what issues specifically, but general issues. As of such, instead of having copious amounts of room in the car, instead we will have to take my sister's car for the journey up to Durham. Which is a Ford Ka. A great car, but not one for great carrying capacity. Which means I'll most likely be leaving stuff at home, such as the TV [Oh noes! I hear you cry again!] and I may also be packing everything in tiny bags so it can be fitted under seats, around me, and so on. It should be quite an entertaining morning packing the car, for sure.
That's about it, hectic day tomorrow somewhat awaits. May try and update this in the morning after I get the caramel slices. Up early tomorrow, rise and shine, see you all Sunday.
Time Awake This Morning: 09:33
Time Arisen This Morning: 13:56
Today's DAR: 18PP
Moderatively productive day today [Oh noes! I hear you cry!] as a consequence of being forced upon me by time. I have done some ironing, some packing, some general tidying and some cleaning today. Be amazed by the product of my business!
Just got the computer and clothes to pack in the morning. Everything else is packed .... BUT ... there is a spanner in the works, a cat among the pigeons. My Dad's car is having issues. Not sure what issues specifically, but general issues. As of such, instead of having copious amounts of room in the car, instead we will have to take my sister's car for the journey up to Durham. Which is a Ford Ka. A great car, but not one for great carrying capacity. Which means I'll most likely be leaving stuff at home, such as the TV [Oh noes! I hear you cry again!] and I may also be packing everything in tiny bags so it can be fitted under seats, around me, and so on. It should be quite an entertaining morning packing the car, for sure.
That's about it, hectic day tomorrow somewhat awaits. May try and update this in the morning after I get the caramel slices. Up early tomorrow, rise and shine, see you all Sunday.
Friday, April 21, 2006
Theory And Reality
Time Asleep Last Night: 05:03
Time Theoretically Awake This Morning: 09:34
Time Actually Awake This Morning: 14:03
Today's DAR: 9PP
Today has two versions. The theoretical one went like this: I got up at a decent time, then did the cleaning in the house, sorted out a few bits and pieces, did some paperwork, copied a couple of CDs and generally was productive with my day. I also went into the loft, got down the boxes and started to do my packing.
The actual day, however, went rather differently. I woke up late, did minimal work, then in the afternoon went to help a friend with his history dissertation at another university, just reading over it. I ended up playing poker and PES on the PS2 for three hours, getting back home at 7pm. After a family meal this evening, I discover that there's a problem with the car so there may be a minor issue with going up to Durham - the issue being that I'll be unable to fit much of my stuff in the car. Unless the mechanic can fix it tomorrow.
That's really it, tomorrow I will be up earlier and doing active work, I expect my DAR to hit 20 if things go to plan. I hope this is short enough to keep Emma happy.
Time Theoretically Awake This Morning: 09:34
Time Actually Awake This Morning: 14:03
Today's DAR: 9PP
Today has two versions. The theoretical one went like this: I got up at a decent time, then did the cleaning in the house, sorted out a few bits and pieces, did some paperwork, copied a couple of CDs and generally was productive with my day. I also went into the loft, got down the boxes and started to do my packing.
The actual day, however, went rather differently. I woke up late, did minimal work, then in the afternoon went to help a friend with his history dissertation at another university, just reading over it. I ended up playing poker and PES on the PS2 for three hours, getting back home at 7pm. After a family meal this evening, I discover that there's a problem with the car so there may be a minor issue with going up to Durham - the issue being that I'll be unable to fit much of my stuff in the car. Unless the mechanic can fix it tomorrow.
That's really it, tomorrow I will be up earlier and doing active work, I expect my DAR to hit 20 if things go to plan. I hope this is short enough to keep Emma happy.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
