Oh right, this is still here
My motivation to write in any form seems to be dwindling. I'm lurking in a lot more forums and blogs lately, but really feel no desire to spend an hour chronicling my two cents on Glee's finale (absolutely terrible, by the way, don't expect me to keep watching season 2 if things don't improve) or whatever. I can't manage to get any stories moving either. I have two projects I'd really like to work on, but the words aren't coming.
Anyway, so, life. My class is progressing... weirdly. One assignment got held back by a week, which... I had already done, because it was due the day it got held back. All assignments have been way thrown off and I don't know when anything's due anymore. Midterms are tomorrow, by the way, along with final project proposals. Shit, when we haven't learned half the stuff we should know by halfway into the class, I don't know what kind of program I could code that will contain the requirements. (For anyone into C#, we just reached arrays, which we were scheduled to learn over a week ago.)
At least the teacher has noticed that he was going too fast for... pretty much everyone. I mean, I suck at this, I barely understand it, and classmates keep asking me if I've done programming before. I am starting to "get" it, so that the overall concept of most code clicks, but I still maintain that the homework assignments ask things that have barely been covered.
I just need to figure out how much studying to do tonight. Now that we aren't charging into a new concept every single class, all the previous codes have more or less had time to sink in. I don't like not being prepared anyway. That textbook is so huge with such small font and long chapters though. I'm trying to coax myself back into reading -- after having it shoved into my face so much these last four semesters that anything written before 1950 makes me want to shriek -- so that I can reintroduce myself to the normally pleasant hobby, bit by bit. Giant Textbooks of Doom aren't helping.
I've been making myself nauseated a lot more than necessary this week. I tried some strawberries from Jewel, which were... bad. And I swear I chose the best batch I could find. Then I made some canned chili, which was awful -- and I love chili and almost never dislike it. Don't get Hormel brand, guys. If it's any indicator, the leftovers smelled like spaghetti and wouldn't come out of the plastic container unless I scooped it out. Some leftovers just aren't fit to be reheated, turns out. I also reheated some thawed curry. I love Japanese-style curry, a lot, but something happened last time I made it that put my stomach off it really badly. I can't go near it without feeling sick. It tasted fairly good still, but the smell was so much I don't think I finished half of it.
The point is, I'm sitting here and debating whether I really want supper tonight, because do I want to subject myself to another meal of pain and stomachache? (Except I am really hungry, so probably.)
Anyway, so, life. My class is progressing... weirdly. One assignment got held back by a week, which... I had already done, because it was due the day it got held back. All assignments have been way thrown off and I don't know when anything's due anymore. Midterms are tomorrow, by the way, along with final project proposals. Shit, when we haven't learned half the stuff we should know by halfway into the class, I don't know what kind of program I could code that will contain the requirements. (For anyone into C#, we just reached arrays, which we were scheduled to learn over a week ago.)
At least the teacher has noticed that he was going too fast for... pretty much everyone. I mean, I suck at this, I barely understand it, and classmates keep asking me if I've done programming before. I am starting to "get" it, so that the overall concept of most code clicks, but I still maintain that the homework assignments ask things that have barely been covered.
I just need to figure out how much studying to do tonight. Now that we aren't charging into a new concept every single class, all the previous codes have more or less had time to sink in. I don't like not being prepared anyway. That textbook is so huge with such small font and long chapters though. I'm trying to coax myself back into reading -- after having it shoved into my face so much these last four semesters that anything written before 1950 makes me want to shriek -- so that I can reintroduce myself to the normally pleasant hobby, bit by bit. Giant Textbooks of Doom aren't helping.
I've been making myself nauseated a lot more than necessary this week. I tried some strawberries from Jewel, which were... bad. And I swear I chose the best batch I could find. Then I made some canned chili, which was awful -- and I love chili and almost never dislike it. Don't get Hormel brand, guys. If it's any indicator, the leftovers smelled like spaghetti and wouldn't come out of the plastic container unless I scooped it out. Some leftovers just aren't fit to be reheated, turns out. I also reheated some thawed curry. I love Japanese-style curry, a lot, but something happened last time I made it that put my stomach off it really badly. I can't go near it without feeling sick. It tasted fairly good still, but the smell was so much I don't think I finished half of it.
The point is, I'm sitting here and debating whether I really want supper tonight, because do I want to subject myself to another meal of pain and stomachache? (Except I am really hungry, so probably.)