And by that I mean, my Yorkshire accent becomes so broad it is unbelievable. Also I am apparently scary when I am mad.
But I have not been this annoyed for such a long time. All because of my computer and Iansyst failing me on every level possible. Yet, I feel that as most of you know the story behind this, and the fact that it is now all resolved and I have my PC back, that I should maybe not share this story with you all again. That and I also feel that I should let the issue float away into the sunset. That and I'm sick of being angry ALL the time.
In other news- this week has to have been the first week that the 'I can't be arsed with uni' train of thought has fully kicked in. I currently want to spend all my time asleep instead of doing something constructive. Of course, this could just be my natural reaction to the realisation that I have lots of work to do and that third year is hard work, kicking in. That and I feel exhausted all the time through lack of sleep. I also know that everyone in third year is feeling this way too right now, especially if Thursday's Sci-Fi seminar was anything to go by! But I am honestly wondering if maybe the Depression is trying to creep into my life again. I need to get through this, I can get through this. I just need to get on with something uni related. But sometimes this is easier said than done.
However, the trip to London on Saturday also cheered me up. So thank you for the trip university! It was wonderful, and London is somewhere I actually enjoy visiting, I have not seen enough of it at all! But now I can tick off a visit to the British Museum, the Globe, a walk past the Houses of Parliament and walking down Embankment to the list of things I have now done. Need to go see more at some point. On my list of things to do.
The trip also seems to have inspired some desire to do uni work, so have spent the majority of Sunday working on the presentation that I am doing on the 26th of this month. And yes, I am panicking about it now, quite a lot actually! BUT I do want to do it and say I faced this massive issue.
And next week involves, a trip to York for sad times indeed, prepping for the presentation and not freaking out at all, well, a tiny bit!
Wednesday, 21 November 2012
Wednesday, 14 November 2012
Have a short blog
This week has been stressful for many reasons. Mainly due to Science Fiction- I cannot think of a topic. Or rather, I had a topic that was so vague that I could not get focused on it at all. However, I did arrange a meeting with my tutor for Friday to discuss the idea I had and have successfully got an argument. I'm arguing in favour of fantasy literature as a legitimate genre of literature, how it is related to the science fiction novel in terms of themes and if they can actually be separated or if they are actually blurred.
The other major stress of the week was trying to sort out my getting my computer back. It has been in Cambridge since August. For a health check, which was supposed to take a month at the most.... Last time I checked, November was not the month after August, unless the whole world is lying to me!
So yeah, cue ANOTHER week of calling them to sort it out. Although I have no faith in a company that doesn't feel the need to tell a customer when the computer is ready to be returned and had been for a month. DO THEY NOT KNOW HOW TO CONTACT PEOPLE?
On the plus side, it should be coming on Monday afternoon. Hopefully. Needless to say, something went wrong with delivery, but that is a story/rant for my next blog.
Other positives, rather oddly, include getting the Georgian literature questions and actually wanting to do about half the questions on first reading of them. always a good thing. And the Shakespeare idea seems quite content with itself, until I actually start working on it next week.
Which means, expect next weeks blog to involve a rant about Iansyst, a description of why I either hated or loved London on the Saturday and how the dissertation meeting went.
The other major stress of the week was trying to sort out my getting my computer back. It has been in Cambridge since August. For a health check, which was supposed to take a month at the most.... Last time I checked, November was not the month after August, unless the whole world is lying to me!
So yeah, cue ANOTHER week of calling them to sort it out. Although I have no faith in a company that doesn't feel the need to tell a customer when the computer is ready to be returned and had been for a month. DO THEY NOT KNOW HOW TO CONTACT PEOPLE?
On the plus side, it should be coming on Monday afternoon. Hopefully. Needless to say, something went wrong with delivery, but that is a story/rant for my next blog.
Other positives, rather oddly, include getting the Georgian literature questions and actually wanting to do about half the questions on first reading of them. always a good thing. And the Shakespeare idea seems quite content with itself, until I actually start working on it next week.
Which means, expect next weeks blog to involve a rant about Iansyst, a description of why I either hated or loved London on the Saturday and how the dissertation meeting went.
Thursday, 8 November 2012
The week in which many odd things happened.
So the main things that happened that have been odd from week 6 of university;
So- as some of you no doubt know, I have an auto-immune condition and have had it since 2010. This means that whenever I get ill with something like a cold, I end up having it for over a week and end up with at least one day in bed sulking about my cold/sleeping.
This time however, I seem to have gotten over this cold in the space of 4 days. Which led me to conclude my immune system has returned slightly. Yey! But this is all good because it saved the worry of 'HOW AM I GOING TO WRITE 1500 WORDS WHEN I'M SO ILL???' panic that I thought would occur.
So, yes, 1500 word dissertation submission that was due in on the 2nd- I finished it on the 31st, 2 days before it was due! And yeah, alright, I did saunter off from the original intention of the essay, which was to do a tv review of the first 3 series of Doctor Who. It kind of mutated into 1778(ish) words of what I want to do with the material I have got so far from Dr Who. Thank goodness it didn't have an upper word count!
But, I must confess the essay was not emailed into university until the early hours of the day of the deadline, because I was still editing it. But I'd decided to leave the essay alone until Thursday evening to check it made sense, knowing me it probably still doesn't, yet this isn't the point! The point is that it is handed in and now I can shift my focus to alternate between all my modules. Which shall be discussed later on.
And finally- Tuesday night, also known as Pre-Halloween flat party. Which was, for a number of reasons completely and utterly bizzare. Now don't get me wrong, it was a good night and one that I will remember university for. But being a person who is not supposed to consume very much alcohol, I ended up being the only sober in the flat. Or, actually, it would be better to describe myself as the only 'not drunk' in the flat.
Firstly it was bizzare because, halfway through the night we had an invasion of Zombies! It was quite hilarious, they came into the kitchen in packs of two or three. So we didn't realise how many people where in the flat until the kitchen was full of zombies. Now our flat has a big kitchen, so that is a lot of people! So many, that Sars and myself sauntered into the hallway to lock our rooms. Thankfully though, the zombie invasion was a short one and they all left after 5 minutes for another party somewhere.
Secondly, I had the most bizzare heart to heart with one of my housemate's who was so drunk he actually cannot remember the fact we had this heart to heart. It was quite an interesting night. We ended up going out for a walk to have this discussion in private, which ended up in mass declarations of how awesome I apparently am. And the repeated hugs. I nearly died from being hugged to death. Needless to say the going outside, which I did in part to sober up said housemate didn't work as they proceeded to carry on drinking before vanishing into their room in the middle of the night and to not be seen again until late the next day with a hangover.
Finally, I ended up having a morbid conversation with someone about the fact that when we die, we will now leave an imprint of ourselves on the internet for future generations to read and have a glimpse at. Which, is a topic for another blog, but it was an odd thought and I did ponder why I have never thought about this before.
So yeah, bizzare week all round.
Here's to next week, in which lots of visits are occurring. Ok, 2...
- I recovered from a cold quickly.
- I actually finished something before the deadline.
- Tuesday night turned into a 'story book' night.
So- as some of you no doubt know, I have an auto-immune condition and have had it since 2010. This means that whenever I get ill with something like a cold, I end up having it for over a week and end up with at least one day in bed sulking about my cold/sleeping.
This time however, I seem to have gotten over this cold in the space of 4 days. Which led me to conclude my immune system has returned slightly. Yey! But this is all good because it saved the worry of 'HOW AM I GOING TO WRITE 1500 WORDS WHEN I'M SO ILL???' panic that I thought would occur.
So, yes, 1500 word dissertation submission that was due in on the 2nd- I finished it on the 31st, 2 days before it was due! And yeah, alright, I did saunter off from the original intention of the essay, which was to do a tv review of the first 3 series of Doctor Who. It kind of mutated into 1778(ish) words of what I want to do with the material I have got so far from Dr Who. Thank goodness it didn't have an upper word count!
But, I must confess the essay was not emailed into university until the early hours of the day of the deadline, because I was still editing it. But I'd decided to leave the essay alone until Thursday evening to check it made sense, knowing me it probably still doesn't, yet this isn't the point! The point is that it is handed in and now I can shift my focus to alternate between all my modules. Which shall be discussed later on.
And finally- Tuesday night, also known as Pre-Halloween flat party. Which was, for a number of reasons completely and utterly bizzare. Now don't get me wrong, it was a good night and one that I will remember university for. But being a person who is not supposed to consume very much alcohol, I ended up being the only sober in the flat. Or, actually, it would be better to describe myself as the only 'not drunk' in the flat.
Firstly it was bizzare because, halfway through the night we had an invasion of Zombies! It was quite hilarious, they came into the kitchen in packs of two or three. So we didn't realise how many people where in the flat until the kitchen was full of zombies. Now our flat has a big kitchen, so that is a lot of people! So many, that Sars and myself sauntered into the hallway to lock our rooms. Thankfully though, the zombie invasion was a short one and they all left after 5 minutes for another party somewhere.
Secondly, I had the most bizzare heart to heart with one of my housemate's who was so drunk he actually cannot remember the fact we had this heart to heart. It was quite an interesting night. We ended up going out for a walk to have this discussion in private, which ended up in mass declarations of how awesome I apparently am. And the repeated hugs. I nearly died from being hugged to death. Needless to say the going outside, which I did in part to sober up said housemate didn't work as they proceeded to carry on drinking before vanishing into their room in the middle of the night and to not be seen again until late the next day with a hangover.
Finally, I ended up having a morbid conversation with someone about the fact that when we die, we will now leave an imprint of ourselves on the internet for future generations to read and have a glimpse at. Which, is a topic for another blog, but it was an odd thought and I did ponder why I have never thought about this before.
So yeah, bizzare week all round.
Here's to next week, in which lots of visits are occurring. Ok, 2...
Tuesday, 6 November 2012
Roxy acts up whilst I act my mental age!
So here is a rarity and possibly the most pointless/uninteresting fact to start a blog with for anyone who is avidly reading these words- This blog actually started out on paper hand written.
Yea not even that exciting in is? The only reason that it has started this was is because it is 11:30pm on Friday 27th October and I happen to be in a snowified York for the weekend. I'm not sure how much will be handwritten because my wrist is going through an 'I hate Katy' phase which means I can't write much. But yes, that isn't the main reason
^^ Turns out that this is where I wrote up to with before my wrist died\the cold descended upon me and I forgot about my blog again until 30 seconds ago.
I am now about to answer the questions you have probably not asked of some of the things I said above.
WHY WAS I NOT USING A COMPUTER TO TYPE?
Well, I'd rather brilliantly left my computer in Lincoln. Both of them. Because that is how special I was being on Friday. To be fair though I was slightly stressed out by Foxy Roxy, whom decided to not work at all on Friday. I was severely unimpressed by this.
I'd decided that I'd go get my car on Friday at 4pm after my seminar instead of waiting till 6 to set off. It is quite a walk to my car from campus. Got to her, got in and turned the key in the ignition. Nothing, at all. Cue me shouting at my car, because obviously that works! Once I'd gotten over shouting at the car, I decided that maybe I should call the AA, seen as I have been a member since before I was born. But in a fit of brilliance I had left my purse, with the AA card in it, in my room at uni.
An hour later and returning to the car I managed to ring the AA, whom promptly attempted to fix my car. Failed because the blot had seized and instead valiantly charged the battery to the point I could return to York to get my battery fixed.
You would think at this point I would have established that maybe I should have stayed in Lincoln for the weekend and gotten my car fixed in Lincoln.
Nope, I decided I wanted to get home, and get home I should. Even though I didn't even know if I had enough petrol and was told to not stall the car or turn the engine off. That was a highly entertaining drive back to York, made it one piece and only nearly stalled the car once.
And in a massive anti-climax to that story. All I needed was a new battery for the car. Which I didn't have to pay for WIN!
So apart from car dramas, this was also the week in which I have this special event called my birthday, which to the surprise of those who didn't know, I share with the siblings. They happen to be 2 years older than me. Which means, no matter how old I feel, I know of two people who are always going to be older than me :-)
So yes, I turned 7(25) on the 24th October, which of course meant it was time to party. And party in 'mature' style I did the night before at Playzone. With several good friends. It was a good night. Although I'm sure we all felt under dressed when the bus full of onesie wearing people turned up! Still it made the night fun.
My birthday proceeded to occur with being rudely awoken by my sister, then mother, which was ok really. And then sauntering to Costa with Lauren and Emma for a giant Bourbon and coffee/hot chocolate before Emma left. The Lauren and I proceeded to go up to the Cathedral. Before returning to the flat to discover that my flatmates had decorated the flat for my birthday and giving me presents (which I was not expecting!) I then proceeded to spend the night waltzing around the flat in my cat onesie!
Needless to say, very little uni work got done this week. Which I should probably be worried about given that I have 1500 words due in this coming week!
Sadly I have ended this week with a cold which is not fun. I swear I must complain loads about them, so apologies to any and all who will get annoyed with my 'cold woe' tales. I know they are not very exciting. It was also annoying driving back to Lincoln with a blocked nose. Because I wanted to sneeze all the time.
(Just a heads up if you have read to here- This blog was finished in October, but not published till a week after I finished writing it, not sure why to be honest.)
Yea not even that exciting in is? The only reason that it has started this was is because it is 11:30pm on Friday 27th October and I happen to be in a snowified York for the weekend. I'm not sure how much will be handwritten because my wrist is going through an 'I hate Katy' phase which means I can't write much. But yes, that isn't the main reason
^^ Turns out that this is where I wrote up to with before my wrist died\the cold descended upon me and I forgot about my blog again until 30 seconds ago.
I am now about to answer the questions you have probably not asked of some of the things I said above.
WHY WAS I NOT USING A COMPUTER TO TYPE?
Well, I'd rather brilliantly left my computer in Lincoln. Both of them. Because that is how special I was being on Friday. To be fair though I was slightly stressed out by Foxy Roxy, whom decided to not work at all on Friday. I was severely unimpressed by this.
I'd decided that I'd go get my car on Friday at 4pm after my seminar instead of waiting till 6 to set off. It is quite a walk to my car from campus. Got to her, got in and turned the key in the ignition. Nothing, at all. Cue me shouting at my car, because obviously that works! Once I'd gotten over shouting at the car, I decided that maybe I should call the AA, seen as I have been a member since before I was born. But in a fit of brilliance I had left my purse, with the AA card in it, in my room at uni.
An hour later and returning to the car I managed to ring the AA, whom promptly attempted to fix my car. Failed because the blot had seized and instead valiantly charged the battery to the point I could return to York to get my battery fixed.
You would think at this point I would have established that maybe I should have stayed in Lincoln for the weekend and gotten my car fixed in Lincoln.
Nope, I decided I wanted to get home, and get home I should. Even though I didn't even know if I had enough petrol and was told to not stall the car or turn the engine off. That was a highly entertaining drive back to York, made it one piece and only nearly stalled the car once.
And in a massive anti-climax to that story. All I needed was a new battery for the car. Which I didn't have to pay for WIN!
So apart from car dramas, this was also the week in which I have this special event called my birthday, which to the surprise of those who didn't know, I share with the siblings. They happen to be 2 years older than me. Which means, no matter how old I feel, I know of two people who are always going to be older than me :-)
So yes, I turned 7(25) on the 24th October, which of course meant it was time to party. And party in 'mature' style I did the night before at Playzone. With several good friends. It was a good night. Although I'm sure we all felt under dressed when the bus full of onesie wearing people turned up! Still it made the night fun.
My birthday proceeded to occur with being rudely awoken by my sister, then mother, which was ok really. And then sauntering to Costa with Lauren and Emma for a giant Bourbon and coffee/hot chocolate before Emma left. The Lauren and I proceeded to go up to the Cathedral. Before returning to the flat to discover that my flatmates had decorated the flat for my birthday and giving me presents (which I was not expecting!) I then proceeded to spend the night waltzing around the flat in my cat onesie!
Needless to say, very little uni work got done this week. Which I should probably be worried about given that I have 1500 words due in this coming week!
Sadly I have ended this week with a cold which is not fun. I swear I must complain loads about them, so apologies to any and all who will get annoyed with my 'cold woe' tales. I know they are not very exciting. It was also annoying driving back to Lincoln with a blocked nose. Because I wanted to sneeze all the time.
(Just a heads up if you have read to here- This blog was finished in October, but not published till a week after I finished writing it, not sure why to be honest.)
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