Exams: the bane of my life

May 26th, 2006
It’s been a few weeks since my last update. I’ve mostly been busy with exams, which are pretty much all over with now. Before we finished lectures, I got my last Poetry essay back, which I got a 69 for, a borderline First, which I was surprised but pleased with. On to the exams!

  • Reading Poetry
    • 2 hours long, 2 questions. One was analysing an unseen poem which I prefer since it involves less memorising of poetry like the second question. I felt like I did a good job with this one, even if I made a slightly over the top connection between a line reading “like a star”, which ended up with me making references to astronomy and the nature of space and light years. Without going into too much detail, it did have some relevance to the poem, I promise. The other question was a choice of about 8 which were broad questions about the nature of poetry. I picked one that began with an Emily Dickinson quote (”Tell all the truth, but tell it slant”) which asked about the use of imagery and sound in poems. The stuff I’d learnt seemed vaguely applicable and I was fairly pleased with it.
  • Exploring Medieval Literature
    • 2 hours long, 2 questions. Not looking forward to this one as the first question was on the medieval religious lyrics and plays we crammed in right at the end of term, which I wasn’t very confident with. I chose to do an analysis of an unseen lyric for the first question, rather than try to write about them from memory, which was a good decision since I really didn’t know much about them. My second question was about the theme of dreams and visions in medieval literature, which I think I did justice to, ending with a sweeping statement about modern society’s lack of faith and cynicism.
  • Introduction to Programming - Exam Paper
    • This was my elective module in computer programming, and was very simple. It was open notes, so we were allowed to take in our lecture notes and slides. I took printouts of the slides we’d had in the lectures and referred to them about twice, leaving the exam half an hour before the end. I was confident with the paper and found it straightforward and interesting.

Still to come:

  • Introduction to Programming - Lab Exam
    • This one involves writing a program from scratch rather than commenting on a pre-written one like in the above lab exam. It’s 4 hours long which is good in the sense that I’ll get plenty of time, but bad in the sense that the mock exam took me 1 hour and that was sitting in my room playing music, not in a silent computer lab. I won’t be able to leave early so it’ll be a boring day, but my 12PM on May 31st I’ll be officially finished with the first year of university. It’s gone so fast.

Not much else to say really. We went to look around the house we’ll be moving into in July. It was smaller and (if I’m honest) less nice than we remembered, but I think we’ll make up for that ourselves just by having fun. I’ve been enjoying living in the current flat less and less as the year’s progressed just due to the lack of social atmosphere. I get on with everyone, but we don’t spend time together and there are little annoyances (noise, mess) that don’t make it always fun, so living in my own house with my friends and a communal atmosphere (like, having a TV and couches we can sit on together, or eating meals together) will be really fun. I can’t wait. We also drew lots for the different rooms and I got the one I wanted. It’s on the top floor of the house and has a skylight, and a cool little wardrobe that’s pretty big, not that I need it. I’m looking forward to moving in there and getting everything set up like a real home.

My plans for the summer are like this, very roughly:

  • Next Thursday: back to Nottingham for a month to see family and friends.
  • At some point in June, have a few band practices, maybe play a few gigs, and definitely finish the recording of our new EP so I can get closure.
  • Apparently camping at some point with Joe and Rich if it works out.
  • Holiday to Spain with my Dad and sisters, if it’s still going on, in August.
  • Move into our house around July 1st and spend the rest of summer getting a job and working off my substantial debt/s.

Speaking of jobs, I finally had an interview (ie, more than just a flat-out rejection or lack of response) with the BPP Law School in Leeds for a job in their library. It sounded ideal; 5-8pm, monday to friday, £7.50 an hour. I’d be making over £100 a week and even though the position was temporary, I’d be able to work off half of my overdraft. I didn’t get the job, but the feedback they gave me suggested they liked my answers. The person who got the job has a degree in Library Studies, so I guess I couldn’t compete on that level. Ah well, hopefully somewhere will decide I’m hireable. Incidentally, they’re opening a Wagamama (best Japanese noodle bar on Earth. Or at least, the UK) in Leeds so I’ve emailed them and asked about work, since I have a good 8 months experience in a similar environment at the Chinese restaurant I worked at.

Last night a group of us went out and went to a fairly cheap and cheerful Chinese buffet restaurant then went on to go bowling. At the restaurant we probably annoyed people by being loud and stupid, culminating in Hayley smuggling a prawn into Lee’s melon and ice cream at my sneaky suggestion. Lee responded by putting the soggy prawn all over her cake, and feeling guilty for being responsible, I helped Lee by adding soy sauce in large quantities to Hayley’s cake and ice cream. The waitress looked less than impressed with our bizarre leftovers.

After the food we went on to the bowling place, where last time I came last in a disastrous match that saw me barely score 50. This time I did much better and came second in two games and a close 4th (out of, er, 4) in the third game. Hayley used to be in a bowling team so she came close to 150 each game, so I was quite pleased for vaguely keeping up. Justice was done with Lee playing as badly as I’d done the previous time, coming last in two of the games. Ahhh, karma.

Modules and essay grades

May 6th, 2006
Okay, so two weeks into the haircut, I’m getting used to it, and quite liking the results, so all is well. Unfortunately, I foolishly chose to shave off several months’ beard growth on Monday, losing my wonderful facial hair that everyone except me so hated. I regretted it instantly, partly because I looked about 12 years old afterwards, and partly because I gashed a chunk out of my face with the razor by accident. I remember thinking “damn, that’s going to hurt” as blood began to seep over my lip, and here we are almost a week later and there’s still a visible cut. Thankfully, stubble has reappeared now and I feel a tad more manly.

The best news I’ve had all year came in the form of an essay result: my first First! For those of you not familiar with the university mark scheme, your degree/work related to it is graded from First class to Third (I think below that is a fail), and between those you have a 2.1 and a 2.2. I’ve gotten 2.1s for everything I’ve submitted this year, the closest to a First being my last Medieval Literature essay, a 68 (1 mark off the borderline). I got the second Medieval Lit essay back on Tuesday, and to my immense surprise, got a 74. I couldn’t believe it, I didn’t think it was better than my previous one, and didn’t even think I’d answered the question fully. Not that I’m complaining, I guess it’s good really. The best part was the validation, since I’d set a personal goal to get a First at some point in my first year, and I managed it right at the end. I’m due my second Reading Poetry essay next Wednesday, but I don’t have as high hopes for that one.

Speaking of uni, we’ve essentially finished now, it’s crazy. I have my Reading Poetry exam on May 17th, and the Medieval one on the 22nd or something, then two exams for my Computer Programming. They’re gonna be awful, the mock exam paper I did took me 15 minutes (it’s an hour and a half) and the computer lab exam took me an hour (we have 4 hours, and we have to stay for all of it to prevent talking to the other group who are taking it). By May 31st I’ll be done properly, although as of this week I’ve finished all lectures and seminars anyway.

We also had to enrol for next year’s modules online on Thursday. I was by no means averse to this, since at the start of the year I had to do this in person, which involved a ridiculous 3 hour queue for the sake of 2 minutes of actual interaction. This year, we had to pick from a list of core modules (2 for each semester), and pick an Option module for each semester too from a fairly long list. Here’s what I had to choose from (and what I chose):

Semester One

Semester Two

For my options I picked:

I was pretty happy with my selections, and I’m quite looking forward to starting them in September. I’m less looking forward to buying all the stuff on the reading list.. bah.

Oh, and finally, we went bowling last night and I got absolutely destroyed. In fact, the whole day was a mess of my failures: we played pool first, I lost, then bowling, I came last (of 4 people), much to Lee’s pleasure, then I played Lee at air hockey and lost at that too. Not my day really.

Hair: gone

April 24th, 2006

Not tons to say, nothing major going on, except that, er, I cut all my hair off. Any of you who know me in real life or have seen photos know I have pretty long (approaching shoulder-length) hair, so it was something of a spontaneous decision to just cut it all off for the summer (as any guy with long hair will attest, it’s not fun in hot and humid conditions). Also, washing and drying it every day took far too long for how it ended up looking.

The cut itself was an adventure, I’d never been to a real salon, let alone a trendy looking city one. It was kinda sad to see strands of hair I’d come to regard as brothers, maybe even PART of me, being cruelly razored off and swept away. I almost asked to keep a lock, for old time’s sake, but it was the kinda place where such thing would be regarded as akin to voodoo magic.

Anyway, since the only reason you’re still reading is to see the before-and-after pics, enjoy:

BEFORE

AFTER


(yes, the photos are ridiculous, but it’s so hard to take a photo of yourself and somehow pose at the same time).

It’s so odd looking in the mirror and being all “..WHO THE HELL IS THAT?!”. Also, getting a shower and not having my hair touch my shoulders/neck is scary and strangely exciting.

Choices

April 15th, 2006

This week has been a blur but I’ve had fun. After my bike/river mishap, I went out again a few days later only to a) pass my Computer Programming lecturer out with what I presume were his wife and kids in the forest, and b) realise my handlebars were coming loose from the frame and had to go home early, which annoyed me. What annoyed me further was trying to fix this with my poor toolkit and realising I don’t have the right stuff to tighten it, so I can’t go out on it again till the DIY shop down the road opens again on Wednesday.

Every night this week, me and my future housemates Lee and Hayley have been watching a variety of TV shows or movies in my room, since I have the superior speaker set hooked up to my PC. We watched Napoleon Dynamite, which I’m still not sure about.. overrated but awesome, or just uninteresting and boring?

Today, Lee and I went on an epic quest for easter eggs. Since we’re spending the weekend here away from family, we figured we were due a treat and walked into town to get them. Unfortunately, nowhere we tried (of about 6 places) had any, so I had to settle for a mini Creme Egg and, unrelatedly, brioche. Mmmm, brioche.

I fashioned a plastic jug-like drink dispenser from an empty juice bottle yesterday in a bid to make cool liquids more rapidly available. I just cut off the top of a big bottle and it now resides in our fridge, making it look like it belongs to some homeless, juice-loving delinquent. But hey.. ice-cold juice at all hours.

I have two essays to write by this time next week and I haven’t started either, although I did do several hours of research for one today, which kinda counts. I also have an exciting new program 80% written for my Programming class, which I might be able to post up here to dazzle you all with my skills.

Oh, and in relatively minor news, my IAN MACKAYE interview is now online! ..if that name means nothing to you, I’m pretty disappointed, but you can repent of your sins here.

Finally, I have to make my module choices for next year pretty soon. All the ones that look appealing (”3321: Angry Young Men and Women: Literature of the Mid-Twentieth Century”) are reserved for 3rd year students only, bah. This means I have to take courses with words in the title that set off what I can only refer to as my “bullshit detector”, with names such as “cognitive”, “postcolonial”, “sceneography”, “modernity”, “deconstruction”, and unbelievably, “metatheatricalities”. I can hardly wait. One of the medieval modules includes reading Harry Potter (#1), though..

Rivers are deeper than they immediately appear.

April 10th, 2006

So yeah, I’m back in Leeds and it’s awesome. Everyone in my flat is still home for Easter, so I’m enjoying the peace and quiet, which is only broken by me playing guitar ridiculously loud, or just blasting out music, the stuff I’ve missed while in Nottingham. The train journey back here was epic. These stereotypical chavs got on, a family of them, and the boys seemed to be trying to skip payment. They asked me if it was a “fast train”, to which I replied “No idea, all I know is that it gets to Leeds in an hour” and returned to Paradise Lost. When the ticket collector showed up, they fed him some story about losing tickets, but he didn’t buy it and threatened them with police action at the station. Eventually they coughed up their fare, but while they were doing so, the 3 or 4 year old kid they were with started putting his hand in the ticket guy’s pocket, to which he reacted angrily. Luckily they got off soon and I was able to relax again.

We pulled into Leeds and the sky instantly grew dark and it began raining… welcome home, hah. I got back, unpacked, and just chilled, then went shopping and cooked dinner for Lee and Annabel while we caught up and watched the Mighty Boosh.
Monday was good. I went to the student medical practice and got a checkup on my blood pressure. They took it in September and it was too high, so they told me to come back in 2 weeks to get it re-checked. Did I go? Hell no. But then they sent me a letter, so I decided I’d probably need to at some stage. Luckily it was back to normal, so I’m not about to explode. The real best part of today though, was going out on my bike with the intention of just exploring the area a little and getting some exercise done. Going along the roadside, I stumbled upon the entrance to a forest.. as you do. I went in and checked it out, and found to my delight a river running throughout the woods, dotted with little waterfalls and old stone bridges. It was beautiful. I biked around it, trial style, going down steep embankment and steps.

The best part was deciding to cross a shallow part of the river, which in fact turned out to be several feet deep. Alas, I only realised this once I got past halfway and it was too late to turn back, and obviously I couldn’t stop, so I had to keep going and got knee-deep in water. I just laughed till I reached the bank at my own misjudgement, and luckily nobody saw me, although some dude walked past as I was pouring the water out of my shoes. Converse shoes are not good at repelling water. In more crazy adventures, the front wheel of the bike got lodged in some really thick, squelchy mud and I was forced to leap sideways off the bike with a great cry of- well, what I shouted wasn’t important, but it was that or risk falling sideways into the quagmire. I got back covered in mud, soaking wet to the thighs, my shoes squelching with cold river water and my hair sticking to my face and splattered with mud, and I bloody loved it. It reminded me of being a kid again. I’ll definitely be going back.

Anyway, it’s time to start cooking my lasagna. Enjoy!