My finals were on the 7th and 8th. We had about a week to study for them, which was good cuz we seriously needed the time, but at the same time, it was like I turned into a complete zombie. I lived in my room with a textbook in front of me. My days were reduced to breakdowns according to page numbers and chapters. I took two papers last semester, Child Development and Adolescent & Adult Development. The first was definitely more challenging in terms of cognitive resources (damn that sounded psychological). Reading the textbook made me tired. It zaps your energy. One chapter, Moral Development took me an entire day, and at the end of it, looking at my textbook made me feel nauseated. Don’t get me wrong, it was cool and interesting and all, but there was just so much to cover! The second paper was less intellectually demanding but needed a lot of effort all the same, for reasons you’ll figure out…
I really don’t like short semesters, like this one was. The classes are so long, and you have to do so much in such a short amount of time. Then before you know it, it’s all over. This semester was especially bad, cuz I paid almost no attention in class, especially after the midterms. I couldn’t tell you one thing that was said in one of the classes, cuz even when we did show up for class, we had no idea what was going on. Bad, I know. Someone, I can’t remember who, attributed it last semester’s overload (in case you didn’t know, last semester was quite hellish). I don’t know if it was that, or if it was that from the beginning, we were not looking forward to this semester.
On a lighter note, Lavan, with the help of Carlos has been taking pictures of the things we’ve been doing all semester in class. Needless to say, none of the pictures were of us taking notes. She even made a little presentation thingy, her holiday project.
I’ve been on holiday for a whole week. I can’t say that I’ve been bored yet. It seems like I’ve been doing nothing, but I haven’t had time to clear up my stuff from last semester (or go Christmas shopping!). I watched Romeo + Juliet the other day, the Leonardo di Caprio one. I watched it for the first time ages ago, but I couldn’t remember much, like the fact that they actually spoke in Old English. It was a bit strange, but it had its moments.
Tuesday’s episode of Six Feet Under was quite depressing. Nate “came back” and was talking about life and the abruptness of death and things. I remember lying in bed after it and thinking about the universe. Literally.
How little sense does it actually make? Think about it. Everything we know. Everything we are. All of it happens on this spherical mass of land and sea and ice, and this mass revolves around this bigger mass of pure heat. And you know how in books they draw orbits? Completely imaginary. And all of that happens in complete nothingness, except for other bits and other masses. Honestly, the idea of space seems like something from a really bad sci-fi movie. How ironic is that, that all of existence seems so farcical?
I’m going to go watch a Ryan Reynolds (yaay!) movie now, and I haven’t had lunch either. So I’m going to continue this later like.
Vee – Happy now? =p
dimanche, décembre 17, 2006
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So it’s been a while (again).
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