Lies, Damn Lies

Lectures lectures lectures

I am pleased to see that no matter where you go, lecturers don't change. There are always some that will bore the soul out of you until you become an empty pod person. People who go on in such a manner that an hour feels like 5, and a good day turns bad. I only have two lecturers like that, and they each only get one slot of my time, but both slots feel like they have taken a million years or more. It doesn't help that the second one has a three hour slot and every time she hands out the notes it looks like it should only take an hour.... Ah well, such is life. My time table is actually reasonably full, so much so on monday in fact that the only time I have to eat lunch is the 15 minute gap between lectures. Seeing that it takes me about 10 minutes to get home I generally have to bring sandwiches which inevitably get crushed as I don't have a sandwich box (although as I typed that I realised that that statement isn't entirely true....). Yes, life is tough.

I also had to recently do an essay, the first twenty minutes of which I spent trying to work out how to get a goddamn accent over a letter. You press ctrl and ' then the letter. It's that simple. I'm not entirely sure why it took me so long, but it's sometimes difficult to get the information you want. As much as it was interesting to see how to get spanish accents it wasn't exactly what I required for this instance- a little bit more than I needed really.... One might argue that I was spending this long merely to avoid the essay, and while there is an element of truth there, it rather underestimates the obsessive nature of my personality and need to solve challenges that I think I should be able to overcome.

posted by Mr K @ 5:15 pm