June 7th, 2005
|09:12 pm - You know what feels really good...|
...it's when you go and have a good complain to someone. Seriously, there is nothing like a good whinge to make you feel better about yourself.
The subject of said whinge: my computer network. Or lack thereof, I should say.
Over the past three or so days, my internet connection has been absolutely shocking to say the least, and it has been getting on my nerves. Especially with exams and all coming up.
So this morning, I headed down to the office, and ended up having a good rant about it with the bloke there. And voila, I now have working internet.
Well, mostly working internet, anyway.
Oh, and I got an email from my Mum about being in America. She's been to my cousin's High School graduation, and has tried driving on the wrong side of road and all, and now she's in New York for a few days - and she's buying me things! Yay for Mum! She's off to Washington next week, also.
Heh. The Orwell Essay is done and handed in - and on time, this time, also. Yayness! I am much happier with it that my Joyce one, especially considering that the IH English tutor read it before I handed it in, and he siad to me that it was one of the three best in my college! *slight squeeage here*
Yay for Charlie, the nice tutor!
In other news, I have a Psych exam tomorrow. Argh!
At least it is Psych, so entirely multiple choice questions, and I am reliably informed that even people who don't study are capable of passing it.
Which is good, when you consider that my biggest worry at the moment is why I am not worrying about exams.
Failing to worry about exams is a wonderful thing. It reduces the chance of suffering insomnia the night before, and walking into an exam on 4 hours sleep.
Good to hear that your essays are going along nicely. Wish I could swap an exam or two for essays.
So do I...I now have three exams in less than a week.
Ouch, at least you get them all done quickly. Have fun, and possibly some good luck as well.
"In my opinion, there's no such thing as luck!"
Well, good luck from me anyways!
Bring lots and lots of suger. It makes the whole thing so much more fun.
*imagines exams on sugar*
I think you just killed my brains.
yes! my plan has suceeded! oh the joy of it all.
I'm technically living proof that essays on sugar can be done. It's not too much of a stretch to make it exams on sugar. Perhaps dosing pears with increased levels of sugar?
Intriguing...Okay, someone get me some liquid glucose, a syringe, and a pear.
stuff the pear. Straight into the blood stream I say!
|Date:||June 7th, 2005 09:37 am (UTC)|| |
So which Orwell essay did you end up doing?
"In Nineteen Eighty-Four, Orwell was concerned to show how language might lead men and women to deny objective reality and accept the fictitious world of totalitarian propaganda, and that the fate of the world lay in choices made by intellectuals." Discuss