Good so far…
I’ve stuck to my plan, but am a little behind! I went to see Enchanted today, so a review will be up soon.
Getting back to work…
It’s time to get working again.
Tomorrow I start writing up my notes and journal – you see, we get marked on them at university, so I need to tidy mine up.
My current plan is to first write up a general evaluation for each of my projects – there’s two of them – and place that in my journal. It should pretty much cover all the surface my journal needs. Then I’ll write two highly-focused articles on my progress in specific areas of my projects – you know, give me that extra coverage. Then I will write a “what have I learnt?” document on the unit on-the-whole, incorporating all my independent research and case-studies.
That’s a solid plan, and I hope I can follow it.
Gym Appeal
So I’ve been going to the gym… Or trying.
Unlike the health conscious, or energetic, I’m not that into it. Why? I don’t know.
Maybe its the hassle, of traveling to the gym, getting in, warming up, doing the actual task of losing weight, sweating like a pig, coming home smelling, taking a shower. It’s TOO much effort!
Or maybe it’s the atmosphere. Big TV screens with crappy BBC soaps on them, or Sky News Sports which bores the Hell out of me. Sure, I don’t have my headphones plugged in, so I don’t hear any of it. But then I’m subjected to the horrid Radio 1, with its crappy blabbering and lame playlist, making it worse. On-top of that, I can still see the lame-ass BBC show on the display, and its worse mute.
But no, maybe it’s none of the above. Maybe it’s the fact I’m BY DEFAULT the fattest in the room! Everyone around me is lean, mean and trim. Flexed bodies, great posture, etc. etc. etc. And I’m a whale. A beached whale.
There’s a horrendous gap between the sizes of the users of my gym – it’s like you’re either horrendously fat, or horrendously anorexic. Where have all the middle men gone?
Well, maybe I should fill the void. Lose weight. And be the middle man.
Diwali Time!
So on Saturday, it was Diwali Time, at least in my area (our celebration is 2 weeks behind, so we have good attendance). And for the most part, it was relatively uneventful.
The day event kicks off with Arrivals and Greetings, like any party. People arrive at their own leisure, and try to say “Hi” to all they meet, ignoring the select few. Then at 8.30 pm it was Dinner, a buffet of vegetarian food. My friends and I were lumbered with the task of serving food, and so we pretty much lost our appetite (especially me, serving cuddy).
At 10pm, there were Item Numbers, then an hour of Dancing. This was followed by Raffle draw, then finished off with a final half-hour of “naach-ing”.
There was a long-winded speech in the middle of the show, about how important Gujarati is to learn, even though half the audience weren’t Gujju, and it was pretty dull, but there was a lively dance number afterwards that was cool.
All in all, an alright night. I just wish there was more drunk’n mayhem and drama – cat fight, anyone? There’s always next year…
Why make it more difficult for yourself?
Learning Agreements – these are pointless documents my university makes it students write for particular units of our course, so we can essentially “self-assess” ourselves. They suck, and they have no point. For example, my finalised agreement doesn’t need to be handed in until next month, after which most of the unit will be finished. So my “goals” in the agreement will be biased, to reflect what I’ve actually achieved in real life (not what I think I’ll achieve). That way I’ll have achieved all the goals I set out to do.
Anyway, earlier this evening one of the unit leaders at my university sent out an email, essentially stating that she won’t accept any of the Learning Agreement drafts we sent via email, and would only read and review hard copies.
That’s understandable. However, we’re only handing in draft copies, which she’ll need to edit. Surely she’d prefer a .doc version of the draft, which is easier to modify, rather than having to re-type the whole thing on computer? Second of all, the uni rules allow for emailed copies of drafts and what-not. There would have been no issues.
Why make it more difficult for yourself?
On-top of all this, I’m off course due to my accident until the end of next week. When I replied to tell her I can’t do physically hand in a copy, she didn’t even bother responding. Yet, she found the time to write another email saying people who don’t hand in a hard copy by tomorrow won’t get any correspondence from her.
That’s the attitude that makes my university suck ass. And why I’m taking a step back and plan on lurking in the shadows. My family and friends have always said “goras” are usually like this, and I’ve always disagreed. But I’m starting to think, university is proving me wrong.
It’s so unproductive. And I don’t know why – maybe it’s the Desi blood flowing through my veins – but I want to be productive. Efficient. Organised. Everything my course is not.
Hmmm…
