Song: "I Am A Scientist" by The Dandy Warhols
May 25th
Today felt like one of those days that lasted forever. It might have been doing my physics lab without Shaheen or not finishing my lab report. Anyway, it was long.
I did my physics lab in place of my optics lab, since I skipped it last Wednesday to do the optics lab tour. It was almost unbearable without Shaheen. I sat there plugging away at things for three hours with no one to talk to except Rowan when I got distracted and drifted into the Zeeman effect room.
I went to the gym, and then came home and watched 30 Rock, this time with Sean, Andy, Bobby and Bobby's brother Jimmy. They all seemed to like it. Also, while we were waiting for 30 Rock, we watched Killadelphia with Louis Theroux, which was basically some British man following around cops in Philly. It was terrifying and incredibly graphic. But that's Australia. No censorship after 10pm, for better or for worse. We saw video footage of a dead man from a heroin overdose and a pile of blood from a murder. Anyway, 30 Rock was a welcome change after that.
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Oh, we're so pretty, oh so pretty, we're vacant, yeah
Song: "Pretty Vacant" covered by Lady Sovereign (originally by The Sex Pistols)
May 18th
Lab report. No one's surprised.
Today I was 21 and 3 months old. Despite this, no one wanted to have another birthday party on a Monday night. hahahahaaha.
Actually, I went to the gym and was going to come home and watch 30 Rock and I was all excited about it, but the roommates were watching a movie and I didn't have the heart to tell them to stop what they were doing so I could watch my silly TV show. So I bought it on iTunes.
May 18th
Lab report. No one's surprised.
Today I was 21 and 3 months old. Despite this, no one wanted to have another birthday party on a Monday night. hahahahaaha.
Actually, I went to the gym and was going to come home and watch 30 Rock and I was all excited about it, but the roommates were watching a movie and I didn't have the heart to tell them to stop what they were doing so I could watch my silly TV show. So I bought it on iTunes.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
If you are what you say you are, a superstar, then have no fear
Song: "Superstar" by Lupe Fiasco
May 11th
I woke up with that song in my head. No idea how it got there.
Anyway, I went to optics, finished my lab report between class and lab, and did another lab with Rowan. Good times. I finished up and went home, then to the gym.
Another 30 Rock night. Yay.
May 11th
I woke up with that song in my head. No idea how it got there.
Anyway, I went to optics, finished my lab report between class and lab, and did another lab with Rowan. Good times. I finished up and went home, then to the gym.
Another 30 Rock night. Yay.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
So screw California, and ice that will never melt...
Song: "California" by Rogue Wave
May 4th
Lab Report day. I was exhausted from procrastinating it until the early morning, per usual. I found out that I could in fact upload photos as long as it was before 8am. That didn't help productivity.
Optics went well. Rowan and I did yet another lab. Same as every week.
When I got home, I had a mysterious call from a number I didn't know, until I figured out it was Erin (who got a new number) who was over at Maeve's. Erin needed my help logging onto Blackboard to take an exam. My technical prowess didn't help her out, more my memory (remembering there was a number needed in the password that we set up months ago), but I was glad to help. Soon after that, I went to the gym and watched another episode of the new season of Scrubs.
Nadine and I magically got the internets working and talked to each other on Skype. Man I miss that kid. I caught her up on the happenings of my life, and she tried to catch me up on hers. Steph Glag was also on Skype briefly, which was lovely. Talking to those two made my day. I watched 30 Rock too. A good night all in all.
May 4th
Lab Report day. I was exhausted from procrastinating it until the early morning, per usual. I found out that I could in fact upload photos as long as it was before 8am. That didn't help productivity.
Optics went well. Rowan and I did yet another lab. Same as every week.
When I got home, I had a mysterious call from a number I didn't know, until I figured out it was Erin (who got a new number) who was over at Maeve's. Erin needed my help logging onto Blackboard to take an exam. My technical prowess didn't help her out, more my memory (remembering there was a number needed in the password that we set up months ago), but I was glad to help. Soon after that, I went to the gym and watched another episode of the new season of Scrubs.
Nadine and I magically got the internets working and talked to each other on Skype. Man I miss that kid. I caught her up on the happenings of my life, and she tried to catch me up on hers. Steph Glag was also on Skype briefly, which was lovely. Talking to those two made my day. I watched 30 Rock too. A good night all in all.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Take time to live the way you gotta live your life...
Song: "Untouched" by The Veronicas
March 3rd
I went to class this morning. Physics for breakfast. Yummy. I didn't fall asleep because I got to bed at a reasonable hour because I gave up doing the tutorial problems, which at the time I thought were homework problems that were due the next day. After looking at the study guide (syllabus), I saw that our first assignment wasn't due until the 11th, so I quickly gave that up and went back to playing guitar last night.
My physics tutorial was amazing. It was like being back in AP Physics, using arms for vectors and actually feeling like I knew what I was talking about. I spoke up in class and answered questions. You know, the ones that are normally answered with deadening silence until the professor gives up and moves on.
I had some reading to do for Aesthetics so I did that during my three hour break between my physics tut(orial) - pronounced like "toot", these Aussies really like to shorten words - and my Aesthetics lecture. It was Plato, and strangely, I don't think I've read any Plato as a Philosophy minor before this.
I will give Plato one thing: it was easy to read and almost poetic. WHICH IS STUPID because he hates poets and wants to kick them out of his society. Basically, Plato and I would disagree on most everything related to the arts, and since I was so furious with everything he was saying, I read all of it passionately. Apparently I read better when I passionately hate the author's opinions than when I'm impartial to them. I guess this makes sense.
I wrapped up my reading before class and met up with Sean, my roommate, and Ryan from the shuttle bus. I was completely unaware that Ryan was in the class last week. Strange.
It was a good class, and I enjoyed the tutorial ("tut", whatever). We talked about Jackson Pollock and Damien Hirst, whose artwork I had used for my "What is Art?" GEMS 100 class that I taught back at Maryland.
Hirst's "The Physical Impossibility of Death in the Mind of Someone Living":
Pollock's "Blue Poles: Number 11, 1952":
Class was great. I got home and got in one of my cleaning fits where I must clean everything. This was highly productive. While I was mid-vacuuming, Justin called me up asking to borrow my hard drive to back up his files from his poor, broken computer. I got the message a few hours later. Anyway, eventually he put all the files he wanted to keep on there, and then we watched some TV at his apartment. There was this ridiculous show on called Secret Diary of a Call Girl. Also, I don't know what the censorship laws are in Australia, but there can't be many. We also watched Ellen, Late Show with David Letterman and a little bit of Will and Grace. Then I went home and went to bed.
March 3rd
I went to class this morning. Physics for breakfast. Yummy. I didn't fall asleep because I got to bed at a reasonable hour because I gave up doing the tutorial problems, which at the time I thought were homework problems that were due the next day. After looking at the study guide (syllabus), I saw that our first assignment wasn't due until the 11th, so I quickly gave that up and went back to playing guitar last night.
My physics tutorial was amazing. It was like being back in AP Physics, using arms for vectors and actually feeling like I knew what I was talking about. I spoke up in class and answered questions. You know, the ones that are normally answered with deadening silence until the professor gives up and moves on.
I had some reading to do for Aesthetics so I did that during my three hour break between my physics tut(orial) - pronounced like "toot", these Aussies really like to shorten words - and my Aesthetics lecture. It was Plato, and strangely, I don't think I've read any Plato as a Philosophy minor before this.
I will give Plato one thing: it was easy to read and almost poetic. WHICH IS STUPID because he hates poets and wants to kick them out of his society. Basically, Plato and I would disagree on most everything related to the arts, and since I was so furious with everything he was saying, I read all of it passionately. Apparently I read better when I passionately hate the author's opinions than when I'm impartial to them. I guess this makes sense.
I wrapped up my reading before class and met up with Sean, my roommate, and Ryan from the shuttle bus. I was completely unaware that Ryan was in the class last week. Strange.
It was a good class, and I enjoyed the tutorial ("tut", whatever). We talked about Jackson Pollock and Damien Hirst, whose artwork I had used for my "What is Art?" GEMS 100 class that I taught back at Maryland.
Hirst's "The Physical Impossibility of Death in the Mind of Someone Living":
Pollock's "Blue Poles: Number 11, 1952":
Class was great. I got home and got in one of my cleaning fits where I must clean everything. This was highly productive. While I was mid-vacuuming, Justin called me up asking to borrow my hard drive to back up his files from his poor, broken computer. I got the message a few hours later. Anyway, eventually he put all the files he wanted to keep on there, and then we watched some TV at his apartment. There was this ridiculous show on called Secret Diary of a Call Girl. Also, I don't know what the censorship laws are in Australia, but there can't be many. We also watched Ellen, Late Show with David Letterman and a little bit of Will and Grace. Then I went home and went to bed.
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