Bored... or boring?

My Mom always told me that only boring people get bored. I must be one of the most boring people on the face of the planet! I get bored all the freaking time. Although, rarely bored enough to do my work...

Hm, okay. Even this post is boring. It's really too bad, I had hoped to delude myself by thinking I'm at least slightly interesting. Oh well.

Research project hit a rough patch. The data looks wrong. Guess I'll talk to Lynn and Peter about it during our meeting. Stupid project.

Every other day...

I think I am only able to be productive every other day. Was pretty darn productive yesterday, caught up on both De-Cal and Geography reading and did a bit of other random work. Today - I've done very little. Some, but not a whole lot.

Oh well. Over the summer I'll have a multitude of non-productive days. Perhaps this well help me be productive more often when I start grad school. That's crazy... I can't believe I'm doing more school. It'll be good though.

Kay... whatever.

Recent ramblings

Hm, haven't updated in a while... and perhaps not surprising, it's because there hasn't really been a great deal to post about. So a few things to note:

I kicked my physics midterm's butt. Hm, perhaps I didn't beat it into submission, it's more like we developed a symbiotic relationship... whatever, a 94 on the midterm is so excellent I'm not even going to question it. :-D

The gods, goddesses or weaver really love me sometimes. Two things. So last Tuesday I ended up skipping my geography class to stay home and study for my physics midterm... turns out my professor skipped class too! So I didn't miss a thing. Everyone that did go had to walk through the rain only to discover a note on the door saying class was cancelled! Second thing, two of the five questions on the physics midterm were on my cheat sheet! Sweet.

My own body hates me. Or perhaps we hate each other... haven't really decided. Fell down last night on the stairs between the house and the garage. Skinned and bruised my knee... poor knee. Poor me... (yay for rhyming).

Hm... I think that's about it. Have been watching anime... mainly ROD Tv, Karin (which is almost over... tear), and a new series... Princess Princess. Hilarious. That's all I can say. Wonderful.

A hopeless romantic?

I returned from my midterm this evening and decided to reward myself for undergoing such a horrid ordeal (really not that horrid...) by popping in my most recent Netflix movie, which happened to be Pride and Prejudice. The book is simply wonderful, and one of my favorites, as is the movie.

It brings up an interesting train of thought though. I love watching movies about love (if there's a suitably happy ending) and reading books with either minor or major romance between the characters, but I also try to be realistic. I think it would be wonderful if everyone had a soul mate and if people were meant to be together and the endings were all happy, but at the same time I know that this is not how life works. At least I don' t think it is. I do know that people do fall in love and sometimes it's lasting, but then, sometimes it's not. I'm not meaning to be cynical or bitter, I just think it's the way it is.

Love does exist, too bad it's not like it is in the movies. I will continue to watch them though.

A Fine Tuned Slacker

I have a physics midterm today. Physics discussion (from 8-10am) this morning was cancelled. So what did I do during that time? I slept, obviously. When I did gain conciousness this morning I finished off the problems from the last chapter and began working on my cheat sheet. The midterm is at 6:30, meaning I will be missing my decal, unavoidably. What this does not mean is that I needed to miss the physics lecture that was from 11-12:30, which I did. Or that I need to miss my Geography lecture (from 2-3:30), but I likely will. I haven't finished my cheat sheet. Strictly speaking I could finish it once I return from my geography lecture, but that is cutting into dinner and mental prep time, and also leaves for the possibility that it won't get finished. But if I stay home from geography that leaves ample time for all those things. Because not only does it cut out the 1.5 hours of lecture, but the time it takes to get to and from the lecture hall - which is on the other side of campus (actually farther than GPB for those that know the campus - only by a bit though). And the time I generally need to decompress after a lecture before getting to work - because I'm such a slacker that moving directly from one task to another does not fit into my programming. In between tasks needs to be at least some other activity. Hence this post. I finished the portion of the cheat sheet for one chapter and am now taking a break before commencing with the next. I'd love to say this is a result of senioritis, but I believe it is a result of me being me. At school anyway, I do not run into this problem at work.

Not going to class also has the added benefit of not having to go out into the rain. Why is it still raining?! I want the rain to go away!

As you've probably guessed, I am not going to class.

What a slacker I am. But at least I'm a relaxed, happy slacker. I do feel a tinge of guilt every now and again, but am usually able to rationalize everything and thus do away with it.

Senioritis Rears its Ugly Head

And Steph simply stands there staring as her work eithic is shot dead... So sad. hahaha.

I have been slowly working, quickly playing, and super speedily slacking. There are five weeks left of my final semester at Cal (well, it will be if I don't fail!) and it grows harder and harder to buckle down and work as it gets closer and closer.

It will all be okay. That's what I continue to tell myself. I wonder if it should be so hard. Apparently I was selected as my departments top female student and so will be honored at a banquet in SF. All I can say... If I'm the top student and I find it this hard to work... what must the others be doing? Hahaha. Who knows, seems like my department likes to select me for these random things. Fine with me, I guess.

That's pretty much it. My life is exceedingly dull. Yay for me. ;-P

a much needed break

My mind is growing weary of my reading for geography, it is simply emotionally, morally, and spiritually draining. Late Victorian Holocausts by Mike Davis details the famine of the later part of the nineteenth century in British Colonial India. I had no idea it had even happened and feel the worse for knowing it now.

It is estimated that approximately 60 million people died in the span of a few years in China, India, and Brazil, with about 30 million of them in India. People starved in the streets, women unable to feed themselves or their children tried to sell them in cities, people had to walk miles in order to reach relief camps that offered only a prolonging of death, providing only a pound of rice per day per person for which hard labor was required to earn. The camps were also plagued by disease. According to the data the average weight of male corpses was sixty pounds. People were also said to have resorted to cannibalism, eating the dead and sometimes their own children.

The saddest part of the whole ordeal is that the "famine" was not a result of an absolute lack of food, but of exportation to other countries who could pay higher prices for the produce. Tens of millions of men, women, and children were starving while the food that could have kept many of them alive was being shipped to Europe. And those who contributed money to the relief efforts were taken advantage of as well, because the money they contributed was being used not to support relief efforts but to fight an unneccesary, ill-conceived war in Afghanistan. And those offering aid within the country were in danger of being arrested. On that note the amount of food received and cleaniness in the prisons were greater than in the relief camps, driving many of the poor and starving to committing crimes in order to survive.

We can be so kind, generous, loving... and yet so cool, calculating, grotesque, cruel... I'd like to say this sort of thing would never happen in today's world, but I'd just be kidding myself. It is happening and it will happen, it will always happen.

Sigh...

The first day back to school following spring break. woohooo.... (as a single tear rolls down my face...) Anywho, yeah, nothing to really post about but I want a break from the slight bit of work I've done so far, so here I am.

I have a feeling that my thesis project is kind of dead in the water. I keep discovering that things I did were either not exactly right or were right, but that my analysis is er... amatuerish. Which I guess it really should be, as I've never really actually done a research project that had real data. My other research projects were lacking in data but abundant in analysis based on the work of others and explanations as to what the little info I did have meant (so abundant in bullshit). Well, I have figured out that I don't actually need the units to graduate, but I don't really want it to end that way. I will work on it. I hope to have at least something to turn in at the end of the semester. Which is only six weeks away! My goodness. Something I'm eagerly anticipating and dreading at the same time. I think that's a lot like life as a whole...

On a completely (or maybe not) unrelated note, I have noticed a multitude of white hairs. It's really quite sad. There are a ton of them, and they seem to show up even better with the short hair. What the heck?! I'm only 21, but my whites make me look like an old lady.

Sigh... not really anything else to talk about... sadly. I guess I should get back to work. Stupid school!! Gets in the way of my sitting around time. ;-D