I am yet to figure out how to get "www.google.com" to display as "www.google.com" and not "about:blank". It is highly frustrating and I need to get it to do this so that I can actually navigate to google and not some random error page.
While doing all of this I have sat here like a blog and eaten I really don't want to know how much, junk food. But I did get to have banana milk so it was all worth it. I have this current obsession with banana flavoured milk. A few weeks ago I was browsing the supermarket eisles when Nesquik milk flavouring caught my eye. I love banana milk and I was lucky that they had it stocked on their shelves. I can only have Nesquik flavouring, so I couldn't resist, I just had to have it.
A Few Days Later:
Wel I figured out the www.google.com problem. Was very simple and easy fix, but totaly pointless if if google.com actually behaved in the manner I wished it to. But problem solved so I can move on to my next task, the dreaded statistics assignment. Our lecturer is really good and believing that 4 full pages of questions is enough. Some how I think I may end up spending at least ten hours on it, so hope that I can do it in less, but she made mention of 15 pages, so I am hoping that is just her overestimating. My printer is out of ink and I need to top up my print credit at university so it looks like it is going to be harder work than expected.
Oh and to add problems my updated copy of the software we have to use is not behaving. I do not wish to spend hours in the university computer lab doing it. I want to do it at home.
Ok time to go and attempt the assignment.
The side of university life that is known to most students but ignored.
Thursday, 26 May 2011
Wednesday, 25 May 2011
Death week all rolled into one day!
Back in April I wrote of my so called death week. I am about to prove the assumption that Death Week is the worst thing in your university life is utterly and totally untrue. There is one day, just one measly day that trumps them all and it can be considered as worse than death itself. This is partly due to the fact that you aren't alive after you die and therefore have no thoughts or feelings, or so they say. But I do suppose that I should clarify this for those of you who are scratching their heads thinking "what on earth is she going on about?"
The worst thing you will experience in your university life is not death week, but the result of a normal regular day, that starts out fine until the most dreaded thing happens. I'm not taking about turning up to the wrong lecture, or falling over and flashing your underwear at everyone. I'm talking about getting back an assignment to discover that you haven't passed. Not a "just about passed" fail, but a "there was no way of passing" fail. It is most often that you recieve these marks just before a test or first thing on a busy day. The two worst times in which to recieve them.
But fear not people, epic failures are not the end of the world, unless your epic failure ends in you recieving a Darwin award, but those are usually after your epic failure ends in death. Unless your in the afterlife watching the world from above, or below, you cannot know that that epic failure got you a Darwin award. I myself can say that I do so hope that I don't end up in that category when I die. But in today's world who knows how crazy I will be when I die or how I shall die.
Considering that the results set off one my anxiety attacks this morning, you can assume that they were awful. I shall not divulge in what they were, just that they fell into the "There is no way of passing" category of failure. But like everything in my life I have put it to the side and just got on with my day, bar a few emotional moments. My main view of life is that life is life and if it happens it happens, there is nothing one can do afterwards.
Seriously people, bad marks are not worth obsessing over, they just add to the already high anxiety. Take my word for it, all you need to do is suck it up and move on. Oh and throw the test paper/assignment out. You don't need the reminder of the worst day of your university career. Be happy, think positive, ok not all the time, but as often as you can. Life is worth living people...Don't give up over one measly bad mark.
The worst thing you will experience in your university life is not death week, but the result of a normal regular day, that starts out fine until the most dreaded thing happens. I'm not taking about turning up to the wrong lecture, or falling over and flashing your underwear at everyone. I'm talking about getting back an assignment to discover that you haven't passed. Not a "just about passed" fail, but a "there was no way of passing" fail. It is most often that you recieve these marks just before a test or first thing on a busy day. The two worst times in which to recieve them.
But fear not people, epic failures are not the end of the world, unless your epic failure ends in you recieving a Darwin award, but those are usually after your epic failure ends in death. Unless your in the afterlife watching the world from above, or below, you cannot know that that epic failure got you a Darwin award. I myself can say that I do so hope that I don't end up in that category when I die. But in today's world who knows how crazy I will be when I die or how I shall die.
Considering that the results set off one my anxiety attacks this morning, you can assume that they were awful. I shall not divulge in what they were, just that they fell into the "There is no way of passing" category of failure. But like everything in my life I have put it to the side and just got on with my day, bar a few emotional moments. My main view of life is that life is life and if it happens it happens, there is nothing one can do afterwards.
Seriously people, bad marks are not worth obsessing over, they just add to the already high anxiety. Take my word for it, all you need to do is suck it up and move on. Oh and throw the test paper/assignment out. You don't need the reminder of the worst day of your university career. Be happy, think positive, ok not all the time, but as often as you can. Life is worth living people...Don't give up over one measly bad mark.
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Thursday, 19 May 2011
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University lecturers are really good at giving you resources that all thanks to limited software we cannot open. Thank god for having a computer geek as a friend to save me... and provide me with updated software. OK so yeah I am doing a computer science degree and it kinda goes hand in hand that people who do the degree are geeks, but unfortunately I don't posses those skills, well not yet. I will in about 3 and a half years, if I pass this year that is.
OK getting back to the true reason behind this blog... I have an assignment tomorrow and thanks to my kind lecturer the one resource that I need and now cannot be opened on my outdated student edition of the required software. So here I am waiting for the computer lab to come free just so that I can answer the one question....Just one!!! Just one out of 7... Why they couldn't save the resource in the right format I do not know, I do know that all of this is highly irritating and putting me back an hour.
I would love to be at home answering the last question before I try to reset my body clock back so that I actually make it to my first class in the morning. I need to go, I haven't been in two weeks. Yes I know it's bad, but having sleep hours totally out of whack has prevented me from attending that class. So my plan is to finish the assignment and then just sleep.
I don't know if I can be bothered eating anything more than soup and toast, simple, understated yet absolutely delicious. I love delicious, delicious is the best thing in the world when it comes to food. Delicious is a prerequisite for any food that enters my mouth. I did however develop the knack of eating all my broad beans as a kid. I still can't stand them but thanks to my impeccable manners I politely eat them, before the delicious part of the meal however. One cannot end on a disgusting note.
Since one cannot end a meal on a disgusting note, I will not leave you with terrible visions of me trying my hardest to swallow the worst vegetable in the world...Broad Beans... What I shall leave you with, is the knowledge that your not the only one out there with difficult lecturers. We all have them...
OK getting back to the true reason behind this blog... I have an assignment tomorrow and thanks to my kind lecturer the one resource that I need and now cannot be opened on my outdated student edition of the required software. So here I am waiting for the computer lab to come free just so that I can answer the one question....Just one!!! Just one out of 7... Why they couldn't save the resource in the right format I do not know, I do know that all of this is highly irritating and putting me back an hour.
I would love to be at home answering the last question before I try to reset my body clock back so that I actually make it to my first class in the morning. I need to go, I haven't been in two weeks. Yes I know it's bad, but having sleep hours totally out of whack has prevented me from attending that class. So my plan is to finish the assignment and then just sleep.
I don't know if I can be bothered eating anything more than soup and toast, simple, understated yet absolutely delicious. I love delicious, delicious is the best thing in the world when it comes to food. Delicious is a prerequisite for any food that enters my mouth. I did however develop the knack of eating all my broad beans as a kid. I still can't stand them but thanks to my impeccable manners I politely eat them, before the delicious part of the meal however. One cannot end on a disgusting note.
Since one cannot end a meal on a disgusting note, I will not leave you with terrible visions of me trying my hardest to swallow the worst vegetable in the world...Broad Beans... What I shall leave you with, is the knowledge that your not the only one out there with difficult lecturers. We all have them...
Monday, 16 May 2011
That terrible failure moment.
About an hour ago I got the test marks back that I seriously wish I hadn't. I was feeling vaguely confident about the test, but mildly aprehensive. I am glad that I didn't hold my hopes up too high, because I am highly dissapointed in myself. I do know that I could have worked harder, but at the time I just couldn't be bothered. Please people don't ask what I got, it is a highly embarrassing answer, not that I'm an A student, that is a few marks ahead of where I am.
I'm thinking that unless my awake status and mood donn't pick up I might just give in and go home. To sleep, the crash from last nights all-nighter is almost upon me
But for those of you out there just starting uni, be prepared to get marks that you really wish didn't count for anything.
I'm thinking that unless my awake status and mood donn't pick up I might just give in and go home. To sleep, the crash from last nights all-nighter is almost upon me
But for those of you out there just starting uni, be prepared to get marks that you really wish didn't count for anything.
Sleepless nights... the epic last minute dash.
I think I can say with complete confidence that there is no student in the history of universities that hasn't pulled an all-nighter. Every student has been there at least once. I myself was there last night. I am yet to crash, but I do know it is coming. But like most students I cannot afford to crash anytime soon. I like most have assignments and tests scribbled on almost every day of my calendar, and post it notes on almost every surface.
Most of us who pull an all-nighter don't get that moment of clarity or as I like to call it ah-ha moment until about 4am. It is that almightly moment where that concept, question, word you have been struggling with becomes as clear as day. It is a moment that often requires personal celebration. That funny little victory dance that we all have. They can be seen in most comedy movies and are often quite geeky, making you think about how geeky you must look when you do your dance.
We are all geeks inside and an all-nighter is just part of our everday lives. So people, sleepless nights, ah-ha moments and victory dances all go hand in hand with university. You cannot have one without the other.
I put this question out there for you to answer...
What was the last assignment that you last pulled an all-nighter for?
I'm curious what your answer is, mine, well it's good old calculus... Feel free to put your answer in a comment.
Stay tuned for more in the life of your average student.
Most of us who pull an all-nighter don't get that moment of clarity or as I like to call it ah-ha moment until about 4am. It is that almightly moment where that concept, question, word you have been struggling with becomes as clear as day. It is a moment that often requires personal celebration. That funny little victory dance that we all have. They can be seen in most comedy movies and are often quite geeky, making you think about how geeky you must look when you do your dance.
We are all geeks inside and an all-nighter is just part of our everday lives. So people, sleepless nights, ah-ha moments and victory dances all go hand in hand with university. You cannot have one without the other.
I put this question out there for you to answer...
What was the last assignment that you last pulled an all-nighter for?
I'm curious what your answer is, mine, well it's good old calculus... Feel free to put your answer in a comment.
Stay tuned for more in the life of your average student.
Saturday, 14 May 2011
Random Rant of a Bored Student.
Conjecture?
I am in favour of the alternative hypothesis that states that sleep has a mutual relationship with statistics.
The current p-value of statistics is too small to require any significant importance. The consequences don't apply here as my mental state nulls out any consequences due to the fact that I cannot be held responsible for my actions.
Failure to reject the null hypothesis. Cannot definitively say which hypothesis is the true hypotheis. We say that we cannot state which is the correct one. In sufficient evidence to reject the null hypothesis.
I sleepwalked the other night... woke up lying on the hallway floor. Eyemask thingy still in place.
Cold and uncomfortable.
Far easier to deal with than a seizure...those ain't fun.
Neither is the pain shooting down the side of my head.
Sleep deprivation increases the incidence of the side-effacts of my meds...and makes me sleepier...
Gee thanks drowsy inducing drugs..
Tired...Sleepy...cold...hate the fact that if I'm tired I get cold...oh so cold
Bed I need you...socks I wish I had you...at least four of you...
Stupid cold feet.
Random Rant...not over...I like random rant...
P is = to p-naught... it should be feet status = serious lack of socks... need socks...lots of socks
Cold cold cold..
Sore head sore head sore head
Random rant oh how I love thee random rant...
Hmm I wonder if this is blog worthy?
Nah probably not...
Notes not the same as my calculus ones
Feet need socks, ears need earmuffs...
Hmm wonder if my feet are blue yet...stupid feet...
2 pairs of socks I need you now!
If my z statistic is greater than zero then my z value = I am asleep, zzzzzzzz
If my z statistic is less than zero then my z value = awake
That people is the random thoughts that I wrote down in a thoroughly boring statistics lecture. Those of you who are reading this and considering doing a satistics paper fear not; statistics is only boring sometimes, there are actually some intersting lectures. Well I think so anyway. Don't take this blog as a true observation of what university statistics is like, it's just me and my random thoughts.
I am in favour of the alternative hypothesis that states that sleep has a mutual relationship with statistics.
The current p-value of statistics is too small to require any significant importance. The consequences don't apply here as my mental state nulls out any consequences due to the fact that I cannot be held responsible for my actions.
Failure to reject the null hypothesis. Cannot definitively say which hypothesis is the true hypotheis. We say that we cannot state which is the correct one. In sufficient evidence to reject the null hypothesis.
I sleepwalked the other night... woke up lying on the hallway floor. Eyemask thingy still in place.
Cold and uncomfortable.
Far easier to deal with than a seizure...those ain't fun.
Neither is the pain shooting down the side of my head.
Sleep deprivation increases the incidence of the side-effacts of my meds...and makes me sleepier...
Gee thanks drowsy inducing drugs..
Tired...Sleepy...cold...hate the fact that if I'm tired I get cold...oh so cold
Bed I need you...socks I wish I had you...at least four of you...
Stupid cold feet.
Random Rant...not over...I like random rant...
P is = to p-naught... it should be feet status = serious lack of socks... need socks...lots of socks
Cold cold cold..
Sore head sore head sore head
Random rant oh how I love thee random rant...
Hmm I wonder if this is blog worthy?
Nah probably not...
Notes not the same as my calculus ones
Feet need socks, ears need earmuffs...
Hmm wonder if my feet are blue yet...stupid feet...
2 pairs of socks I need you now!
If my z statistic is greater than zero then my z value = I am asleep, zzzzzzzz
If my z statistic is less than zero then my z value = awake
That people is the random thoughts that I wrote down in a thoroughly boring statistics lecture. Those of you who are reading this and considering doing a satistics paper fear not; statistics is only boring sometimes, there are actually some intersting lectures. Well I think so anyway. Don't take this blog as a true observation of what university statistics is like, it's just me and my random thoughts.
Thursday, 12 May 2011
The Rational and Tangible Calculus Notes
Warning, some language may offend, but it is all truth.
So lets start with what this blog actually is. It is just a random collection of the side notes that I made in my last calculus lecture. So please read on and enjoy.
Shit, fuck, God damn this is a load of utter bullshit and therefore definitively useless.
By differentiating shit implicitly we get fuck and if we repeat the process we get God damn. We can then apply this to the equation shit = bullshit; therefore giving us the implicit equation shit = fuck = God damn this is a load of bullshit.
The real answers to today's problems:
d/dx sinhy = bullshit
d/dx coshy = who gives a fuck.
d/dx Cosh2y – sinh2y = 1 load of definitively useless info.
A rational function in the national or normal non mathematical world is the simple rational function of food for the body. Body + food = a rational function and therefore fully logical.
Something tangible to hold on to is the the integral of dx(sinx-cosx), it is something such as a tree, a pole or someones hand.
So those dear reader are what calculus notes really look like, well the side notes anyway. The main notes are totally confusing, irrational and definitively useless. So fear not there is always some section of a seemingly impossible calculus lecture that one will understand.
Oh and my apologies about the explicit language but it was essential for today's side notes.
So lets start with what this blog actually is. It is just a random collection of the side notes that I made in my last calculus lecture. So please read on and enjoy.
Shit, fuck, God damn this is a load of utter bullshit and therefore definitively useless.
By differentiating shit implicitly we get fuck and if we repeat the process we get God damn. We can then apply this to the equation shit = bullshit; therefore giving us the implicit equation shit = fuck = God damn this is a load of bullshit.
The real answers to today's problems:
d/dx sinhy = bullshit
d/dx coshy = who gives a fuck.
d/dx Cosh2y – sinh2y = 1 load of definitively useless info.
A rational function in the national or normal non mathematical world is the simple rational function of food for the body. Body + food = a rational function and therefore fully logical.
Something tangible to hold on to is the the integral of dx(sinx-cosx), it is something such as a tree, a pole or someones hand.
So those dear reader are what calculus notes really look like, well the side notes anyway. The main notes are totally confusing, irrational and definitively useless. So fear not there is always some section of a seemingly impossible calculus lecture that one will understand.
Oh and my apologies about the explicit language but it was essential for today's side notes.
Monday, 2 May 2011
Know-it-all, every paper has one.
I profess that I was once a know-it-all, but I have lost my air of superiority. Know I am just your average person of average intelligence. Sure I'm selling myself short here but if I were to be totally honest with you my intelligence does seem non existent some days. But you don't need to know all of this, just the fact that my intelligence is far superior than that of a know-it-all.
Intelligence comes in two forms, academic and worldly. A know-it-all holds academic intelligence, which he or she thinks the rest of the general public do not hold and therefore must impart their unwanted knowledge upon us. Know-it-all's see themselves as superior beings who have been placed on this earth to make the human population better and of greater academic intelligence.
I say this all in good humor and my intent is not to offend people. Basically what I'm saying is that the world if full of know-it all's and you just have to put up with them and their air of superiority. Oh and try not to punch their lights out when they start to piss you off. Violence is not the answer, just tell them to "Shut the hell up", politely of course.
Before I depart I shall impart you with one small question...
"When God decided to limit man's intelligence, why couldn't he also limit his stupidity?"
Intelligence comes in two forms, academic and worldly. A know-it-all holds academic intelligence, which he or she thinks the rest of the general public do not hold and therefore must impart their unwanted knowledge upon us. Know-it-all's see themselves as superior beings who have been placed on this earth to make the human population better and of greater academic intelligence.
I say this all in good humor and my intent is not to offend people. Basically what I'm saying is that the world if full of know-it all's and you just have to put up with them and their air of superiority. Oh and try not to punch their lights out when they start to piss you off. Violence is not the answer, just tell them to "Shut the hell up", politely of course.
Before I depart I shall impart you with one small question...
"When God decided to limit man's intelligence, why couldn't he also limit his stupidity?"
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