Even when you fall down, love shines.
Life has been a little hectic, but now it's school holidays, so I have a little extra time for myself, which is interesting. By interesting, I guess I mean that today I am trying to relax and enjoying doing nothing. Tomorrow, I will probably clean my study. It is most feral. By Thursday, I will be climbing the walls. So it is written, and so it shall be.
I received one of my assignments back in the mail, with another HD, which means I'll end up on a HD for my elective subject. It's worth pondering. The unit is called "Science Experiments You Can Eat". It's no wonder I've done ok in it:
Science: Yes, I'm a dork. I love sciencey stuff
Experiments: Anyone I've come across in RL would have heard me say at least one of the following things:
1. Hmmm, I wonder what would happen if I ...
2. Well, what's the worst that can happen?
3. Oh come on, let's try it anyway. Where's your sense of adventure?
You: It's all about me
Can: I can do whatever I put my mind to, right?
Eat: That is something I can do well.
So, yeah, it was fated.
My other unit, the core education one, might be a problem. I only got a pass for hte first assignment, and feel very unsure on the second one. The unit chair is an utter cow, inflexible to the point of refusing to speak to students about her 'implied' expectations. If I fail her unit (either this one, or the one next semester) I add a year onto my course. And yeah, she IS failing people. Because she can.
That assignment should be back in a week or so, so I've resolved not to think about it.
I'm still having major sleep issues, getting no more than around a 4 hour stretch in a night. Last night I did get 2 lots of three in, but the 3 hour break in the middle is the killer. I actually feel human today, but I'm sure it'll bite me tonight. I'm thinking I might want to investigate this a little - it's been going on all year, and steadly getting worse. Gone are the days where 8 hours sleep were my minimum. Some days I go to work/school with 2 hours sleep. I don't want to go to a GP, as I don't want to be on sleeping tablets. Which leaves me up the creek without a paddle. I was thinking of a naturopath, but there are so many quacks out there, I really need someone to refer me to a decent one.
I've also joined (another) gym - Curves. It opened a few streets away, and I've been trying to go 3 times a week, although last week I was slack (and ate lots of terrible food - Dairy Bell, South Melbourne Market spring rolls and dimmies and way too much chocolate). I'll see how it goes anyway. I enjoy it at the moment, and it's reletively easy and low impact compared to Trish's Torture Chamber where I am still going once a week.
And what would one of my rambly LJ posts be without a Live reference? The MAX session that I went to Sydney for in March was shown on cable a couple of weeks ago. Dan, one of the lovelier Live people on SOY, sent me a DVD of it, as I'm Foxtel-less. (Come on, cable tv vs cable internet - what would YOU chose?) I finally watched it today, and was blown away. I'm only in a couple of shots, and that's super, but my God did Ed sound good. At the time I was blown away by the surreal-ness of the whole thing, but today I realised just how lucky I was to go. It's a once in a lifetime thing that I was priviledged to get into. I'm no longer upset that I didn't met Ed (I would have only been a dick anyway), because it's irrelevant. That isn't what I went for. Ed, his black acoustic and a microphone. That's what it's all about. Yes, I'm all worshipful, deal.
So, that's about it. If anyone knows a non-quack nautral medicene pratictioner, let me know. The hallcinations from sleep depreviation stopped months ago, so it's no longer fun.
I received one of my assignments back in the mail, with another HD, which means I'll end up on a HD for my elective subject. It's worth pondering. The unit is called "Science Experiments You Can Eat". It's no wonder I've done ok in it:
Science: Yes, I'm a dork. I love sciencey stuff
Experiments: Anyone I've come across in RL would have heard me say at least one of the following things:
1. Hmmm, I wonder what would happen if I ...
2. Well, what's the worst that can happen?
3. Oh come on, let's try it anyway. Where's your sense of adventure?
You: It's all about me
Can: I can do whatever I put my mind to, right?
Eat: That is something I can do well.
So, yeah, it was fated.
My other unit, the core education one, might be a problem. I only got a pass for hte first assignment, and feel very unsure on the second one. The unit chair is an utter cow, inflexible to the point of refusing to speak to students about her 'implied' expectations. If I fail her unit (either this one, or the one next semester) I add a year onto my course. And yeah, she IS failing people. Because she can.
That assignment should be back in a week or so, so I've resolved not to think about it.
I'm still having major sleep issues, getting no more than around a 4 hour stretch in a night. Last night I did get 2 lots of three in, but the 3 hour break in the middle is the killer. I actually feel human today, but I'm sure it'll bite me tonight. I'm thinking I might want to investigate this a little - it's been going on all year, and steadly getting worse. Gone are the days where 8 hours sleep were my minimum. Some days I go to work/school with 2 hours sleep. I don't want to go to a GP, as I don't want to be on sleeping tablets. Which leaves me up the creek without a paddle. I was thinking of a naturopath, but there are so many quacks out there, I really need someone to refer me to a decent one.
I've also joined (another) gym - Curves. It opened a few streets away, and I've been trying to go 3 times a week, although last week I was slack (and ate lots of terrible food - Dairy Bell, South Melbourne Market spring rolls and dimmies and way too much chocolate). I'll see how it goes anyway. I enjoy it at the moment, and it's reletively easy and low impact compared to Trish's Torture Chamber where I am still going once a week.
And what would one of my rambly LJ posts be without a Live reference? The MAX session that I went to Sydney for in March was shown on cable a couple of weeks ago. Dan, one of the lovelier Live people on SOY, sent me a DVD of it, as I'm Foxtel-less. (Come on, cable tv vs cable internet - what would YOU chose?) I finally watched it today, and was blown away. I'm only in a couple of shots, and that's super, but my God did Ed sound good. At the time I was blown away by the surreal-ness of the whole thing, but today I realised just how lucky I was to go. It's a once in a lifetime thing that I was priviledged to get into. I'm no longer upset that I didn't met Ed (I would have only been a dick anyway), because it's irrelevant. That isn't what I went for. Ed, his black acoustic and a microphone. That's what it's all about. Yes, I'm all worshipful, deal.
So, that's about it. If anyone knows a non-quack nautral medicene pratictioner, let me know. The hallcinations from sleep depreviation stopped months ago, so it's no longer fun.