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Mood Swinging
Wednesday, February 15th, 2006 02:33 pmCaution, rant ahead, indicated by tags.
Caution, dangerous mood swing to frightfully good mood just below that.
Subject may be in an emotionally unstable mood today, probably due to too much Psy labs and dangerous levels of caffeine intake. And due to exposal to the Russian language.
[rant]
I am used to such things. If I come up with something, some idea which is halfway decent, there is always, always, ALWAYS someone who has researched the exact thing two years ago. Some even got prizes.
Yes, I am so uncreative I can only come up with thoughts someone else has had before. That is good in some cases, when I can be absolutely certain about finding confirmation of an idea I had because someone, somewhere, certainly has done something on the very topic, but sometimes it just DRIVES ME NUTS.
For example when my Professor holds a lecture about - well, what used to be my essay plan. Until today. That was MY. ESSAY.
Great. Now I can look for a new topic. Wonderful. Thanks Professor Cronin. Did you even have to use ALL the material I planned to use?
[/rant]
Sigh. I'll have to take a deep breath and just find something new. It's not as though there wasn't anything else to discuss. Still... Grrrr.
And then, there is the upcoming Lab Report for a Lab on short term memory. Boring, ghastly stuff.
Apart from these issues, everything is just lovely. Lovely, lovely Crocky. Lovely new haircut of said spouse. Lovely, lovely weather. Lovely university. Lovely courses. Lovely family. Lovely books.
Wow, I am beginning to sound like a child in the two word stage.
Where was I?
Books. Apart from Jane Eyre, the Horror. Lovely subscription to Blockbuster - I love movies. Lovely Russian course.
Well, not really.
Russian has become more and more difficult, but not really due to the course content, but due to the frequent changes of location and the increasing confusion of our Professor as to what we have covered already and what we have not.
She really ought to think about something as revolutionary as - dun dun DUN - a plan of the course content, possibly even with a timetable.
She is really lovely, but somehow, she is a wee bit disorganised at the moment. And she has been tempted to the Dark Side of the force by Dr. Dunn, meaning that she also has started making us chorus out the vocabulary.
We have not covered all the cases yet, but already we are learning useful phrases after which we have to insert said cases.
Not that cases are anything to be scared of, but for most people in the course, these seem to be quite hard and an explanation might be nice. She could just cover them before she teaches us how to say "This question was triggered by...", "In our time..." or "I order to answer this question...".
Not that these expressions are not very useful, but they will probably seem rather pasted in in an essay of someone who has to look up most of the endings for the cases and has a vocabulary of about 500 words. Max.
Alright, I guess I ought to move away from this pointless display of the content of my head - which is confused - and go back to my wonderful Lab Report. Working memory. Blegh.
Caution, dangerous mood swing to frightfully good mood just below that.
Subject may be in an emotionally unstable mood today, probably due to too much Psy labs and dangerous levels of caffeine intake. And due to exposal to the Russian language.
[rant]
I am used to such things. If I come up with something, some idea which is halfway decent, there is always, always, ALWAYS someone who has researched the exact thing two years ago. Some even got prizes.
Yes, I am so uncreative I can only come up with thoughts someone else has had before. That is good in some cases, when I can be absolutely certain about finding confirmation of an idea I had because someone, somewhere, certainly has done something on the very topic, but sometimes it just DRIVES ME NUTS.
For example when my Professor holds a lecture about - well, what used to be my essay plan. Until today. That was MY. ESSAY.
Great. Now I can look for a new topic. Wonderful. Thanks Professor Cronin. Did you even have to use ALL the material I planned to use?
[/rant]
Sigh. I'll have to take a deep breath and just find something new. It's not as though there wasn't anything else to discuss. Still... Grrrr.
And then, there is the upcoming Lab Report for a Lab on short term memory. Boring, ghastly stuff.
Apart from these issues, everything is just lovely. Lovely, lovely Crocky. Lovely new haircut of said spouse. Lovely, lovely weather. Lovely university. Lovely courses. Lovely family. Lovely books.
Wow, I am beginning to sound like a child in the two word stage.
Where was I?
Books. Apart from Jane Eyre, the Horror. Lovely subscription to Blockbuster - I love movies. Lovely Russian course.
Well, not really.
Russian has become more and more difficult, but not really due to the course content, but due to the frequent changes of location and the increasing confusion of our Professor as to what we have covered already and what we have not.
She really ought to think about something as revolutionary as - dun dun DUN - a plan of the course content, possibly even with a timetable.
She is really lovely, but somehow, she is a wee bit disorganised at the moment. And she has been tempted to the Dark Side of the force by Dr. Dunn, meaning that she also has started making us chorus out the vocabulary.
We have not covered all the cases yet, but already we are learning useful phrases after which we have to insert said cases.
Not that cases are anything to be scared of, but for most people in the course, these seem to be quite hard and an explanation might be nice. She could just cover them before she teaches us how to say "This question was triggered by...", "In our time..." or "I order to answer this question...".
Not that these expressions are not very useful, but they will probably seem rather pasted in in an essay of someone who has to look up most of the endings for the cases and has a vocabulary of about 500 words. Max.
Alright, I guess I ought to move away from this pointless display of the content of my head - which is confused - and go back to my wonderful Lab Report. Working memory. Blegh.
