Grab Hold of Your Bootstraps
Before I start this, I’m going to warn you: a great deal of this is going to be complaining about how insane my life is lately, because of uni. Hopefully there will be some entertaining bits, but yeah. Just puttin’ it out there.
It is currently exactly midnight on my clock, which means, mostly, that I can no longer submit my final assignment for Data Structures & Algorithms. This is a bit disappointing, as up until this point I had not lost a single mark in the subject, but now I am guaranteed to lose a number of them. Not only did I not fully implement the entire specification (got 75% of it), but my code was 120 lines longer than his example program (which was apparently 160 lines). This is not a good thing. But hey, it’s over now, and I don’t have to worry about DS&A again until the exam.
Yesterday (Thursday) I did my Spanish presentation, and found that we did not prepare anywhere near as much as we should have. A good deal of my part got cut out because I simply could not remember it. That’ll teach me to leave it to the night before to learn. I was rather upset afterwards, but I suppose I only have myself to blame. I mean, I was absolutely terrified the whole time I was up there, and came off red and shaking, but I’ve done similar things before, and it mostly comes down to one thing: practice. Simple fact: practice more, do better, be more confident. #speechfail
These two subjects led to what happened tonight. Hopefully this will be the entertaining bit of the post. I had to go back up the lift after I left work, because I forgot my backpack. Then I bought some pasta to cook, before deciding I didn’t feel like pasta, and went to get a kebab instead. Got to Broadway, and decided that I really didn’t feel like a kebab, and would prefer the pasta. But wait! I really felt like beans nachos, specifically Badde Manors beans nachos. So I head there, find a seat all by myself, and order wedges. Yup, wedges. I’d like to say it was their mistake, but when they took my order I actually said “wedges”, and then proceeded to confirm that that was what I wanted. I think I realised my mistake halfway through, but not enough to correct myself. Sigh. The wedges were still pretty good, though. As was the chai, although I kept pouring it straight from the teapot into the cup, instead of through the strainer. Still good.
Then instead of going back to fix my code (I would’ve liked the full 8/8), I hung out with Lexie for an hour or so, which was a very much needed break. And now, well, here I am, writing this. And thinking I should really go to bed soon, as I have another two assignments to do over the weekend; Web Services Development by Monday, an Interface Design by Tuesday. Let’s hope they aren’t as tricky as the DS&A one. I don’t think they will be (especially ID, for which I will be mostly just writing stuff). Oh, and there’s my Spanish exam Thursday, for which I’m taking Wednesday off work to study.
Speaking of the DS&A one being tricky, it really was. For me, at least. I mean, I’d like to brag and say that not losing a mark so far means I’m an excellent algorithmist, but truth be told, I’m not. The other two assignments weren’t all that complicated, and I had enough brain power (after drawing diagrams, and writing stuff down) to work them out. This one, on the other hand, was just way over my head in the end. I have no doubt that I could’ve nutted it out in the end, but it would’ve taken me a while (especially to get it optimised), and driven me insane at the same time. I guess that’s why I’m doing the user interface side of things with Three Ring Solutions, which is something I’m loving (and I’m rather good at, if I don’t say so myself). Work with your strengths, right?
I’m off to see Little Scout supporting Holly Throsby tomorrow night at the Vanguard, which should be excellent. I’ve never been to the Vanguard before, but I’ve heard some nice things. I got Lexie the tickets for her birthday, so hopefully they put on a nice show!
I think I’m slowly running out of things to say. I’m so looking forward to the holidays, I need a break. This is the most stressed about uni I’ve been in a long time, and I don’t like it at all. I’m super excited about Fiji, it should be a wonderful trip where we can just chill and out have a hell of a lot of fun. Excellent!
Oh, and I keep missing my car. It’s weird. I mean, I’m quite conscious of it, because I don’t want to seem like one of those people who are obsessed with cars and stuff. I’m really not, though, I just enjoy driving, and I love my car (Franz? Josef? Josep? (pr. Yo-sep, haha)). The really bad thing is, I could actually afford to bring it here and park it, I think. It’s bad because it’s rather tempting, but my intention is to save the money for Chile (which I’m pretty sure is a rather more noble cause). I guess I’ll have to wait until I get back and find a place of my own (hopefully with parking!).
Anyway, I guess I should actually go to bed now. It’s taken me almost half an hour to write this, and I really should be sleeping in preparation for a big weekend (you know, following on from the big week, which was preceded by a big month, etc). It’s kind of scary. Maybe if I stay away it will never get to Saturday?
Wishful thinking.
