These past three weeks or so? Made of EPIC FAIL. To anyone who has seen me looking like I was about to cry, or witnessed me being bitchy, or wondered where I've been, or noticed that I go from freakout to laughter at the drop of a hat, blame schoolwork, and I'm sorry for my weirdness.
I have realized that I have become a terrible friend, in that I never hang out with anyone anymore, and I honestly couldn't tell you what's going on with any of my "friends" these days, or what's important to them, or anything. Sometimes I get bummed because I feel like people don't call me enough, but when was the last time I had a chance to really hang out with people?
Schoolwork has become my life, and I sort of hate that, even though I don't hate the material at all, just the vicious amount of it, and the fact that a third of it is totally bogus work.
Get this: this week, I knew I would be crazy busy at the end of it. Massive problem set due and midterm on Friday. So I did my astronomy homework earlier in the week, and finished it this morning (it's also due on Friday). In our supplemental class this afternoon, the teacher went over how to do the homework I thought I had finished. Turns out, it was done almost entirely wrong, but hey, I was just going by the notes he gave us and the walk-through tutorial you find online. He's getting a shitty homework and a nasty letter tomorrow.
Wonder of wonders, I did not have time to do it tonight. If I can do something over lunch tomorrow, I will, but I'm also willing to turn in an incomplete assignment and explanatory letter at this point. You just fucking don't assign homework at the beginning of the semester, talk about it for a week before it's due, and then give all the relevant information on how to do it less than 24 hours before it's due. We do have other classes.
On the other hand, as evil as the Mechanics problem set was this week, at least the entire rest of the class (almost literally, we were missing 2 of 16 kids) was in the physics tutor room throughout the day and evening working on it, and we were all equally lost. There were a lot of people saying they just weren't sure if they were going to finish. The three of us who have an exam tomorrow all sort of stopped around the same time and declared the midterm more important. It was good company, even if we weren't really that productive.
I think, if it's simple enough, I can handle the one thing from the midterm that I didn't grasp before tonight. That's good.
Also, I got a reply from Baylor, for the REU, so I have at least one option for the summer. Tom didn't apply there, so we wouldn't be together, but if I don't get in anywhere else, I have an option. They want a reply by March 24, so hopefully I'll have more options by then, or be able to get an extension. I don't think they have the right to be quite as snotty as Matt said UCLA was when he asked for more time to think. UCLA >> Baylor, imo.
Now that I've vented a bit, off to make sure my equations sheet is good for tomorrow, and go to sleep. I've been really good about sleep this semester, which is good, because I have sleep, but bad, because I have lost all ability to work late, and a short night affects me a lot more than it used to.
I have realized that I have become a terrible friend, in that I never hang out with anyone anymore, and I honestly couldn't tell you what's going on with any of my "friends" these days, or what's important to them, or anything. Sometimes I get bummed because I feel like people don't call me enough, but when was the last time I had a chance to really hang out with people?
Schoolwork has become my life, and I sort of hate that, even though I don't hate the material at all, just the vicious amount of it, and the fact that a third of it is totally bogus work.
Get this: this week, I knew I would be crazy busy at the end of it. Massive problem set due and midterm on Friday. So I did my astronomy homework earlier in the week, and finished it this morning (it's also due on Friday). In our supplemental class this afternoon, the teacher went over how to do the homework I thought I had finished. Turns out, it was done almost entirely wrong, but hey, I was just going by the notes he gave us and the walk-through tutorial you find online. He's getting a shitty homework and a nasty letter tomorrow.
Wonder of wonders, I did not have time to do it tonight. If I can do something over lunch tomorrow, I will, but I'm also willing to turn in an incomplete assignment and explanatory letter at this point. You just fucking don't assign homework at the beginning of the semester, talk about it for a week before it's due, and then give all the relevant information on how to do it less than 24 hours before it's due. We do have other classes.
On the other hand, as evil as the Mechanics problem set was this week, at least the entire rest of the class (almost literally, we were missing 2 of 16 kids) was in the physics tutor room throughout the day and evening working on it, and we were all equally lost. There were a lot of people saying they just weren't sure if they were going to finish. The three of us who have an exam tomorrow all sort of stopped around the same time and declared the midterm more important. It was good company, even if we weren't really that productive.
I think, if it's simple enough, I can handle the one thing from the midterm that I didn't grasp before tonight. That's good.
Also, I got a reply from Baylor, for the REU, so I have at least one option for the summer. Tom didn't apply there, so we wouldn't be together, but if I don't get in anywhere else, I have an option. They want a reply by March 24, so hopefully I'll have more options by then, or be able to get an extension. I don't think they have the right to be quite as snotty as Matt said UCLA was when he asked for more time to think. UCLA >> Baylor, imo.
Now that I've vented a bit, off to make sure my equations sheet is good for tomorrow, and go to sleep. I've been really good about sleep this semester, which is good, because I have sleep, but bad, because I have lost all ability to work late, and a short night affects me a lot more than it used to.