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The One With The First Exam
First exam was today. I wasn't stressed about it at all actually, which… wasn't at all weird, coming to think of it. Let's put it this way, I studied whatever I could stomach and seeing as it was the only course in three years that I consider to be an almost complete waste of time and money, it was actually quite a bit in retrospect. Besides, I recently realized that for me it's pretty much – the exam is over as soon as I show up on the RDS' doorstep to take it. Mostly my philosophy is along the lines of; this is it, I've done whatever I could, no matter what I do from now on, it won't change a darn thing. I'm really not usually the type to arrive 3 hours early and try to cram as much last-minute material as I can under pressure. I did arrive almost 2 hours early though because I misjudged the times and ended up lying outside on the grass, enjoying the sun and wishing my honey were there with me. A much better pastime, I assure you.
Anyway, it went okay I think, not too bad. I finished about half an hour too early, but mostly because I wrote everything I could. I never see he point in just sitting there trying to remember something to fill in the pages. Spill what you know and walk off. Not like exams actually test your intelligence or your knowledge; they just test your ability to memorize details for a short amount of time and frankly, I'm not al too good at that, so I improvise, use that thing we call reason and conclusion deduction from minimal amount of prestored facts. That's the only way to go for me. One down, five to go. Yay 
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I'm unbelievably glad this one is behind me mostly because the more I dislike the course the more difficult it is to study for it and this one was a perpetual waste in my book. The next bad thing (although I wouldn't call it bad because generally the course and the lecturer were rather good, just a few themes I didn't like) is the one on sculpture and I'm kinda dreading that one too, especially bearing in mind it's on the same day as Social Psychology so I'll have to get ready for both and I'll have History of Psychology the day before to make things better (err… worse?). Honestly though, the sooner I get these out of my system the better; it's just these two, I don't mind the others. Looking at things from the point of view of an artist, a traditional artist, this is just a sham and I can't even believe they teach it in colleges and call it art. The fucking cherry on top was when they had a visiting 'sculptor' who publicly admitted he could not mold or even draw. But hey, in the modern world people like this waste of air can be called sculptors nonetheless because they can tie a few strings together to a pile of junk and call it an abstract work of art. Gotta love that.
Okay, end of rant.
Mood: Tired
Listening to: Snow Patrol - Open Your Eyes
Posted on Tue, May 6 2008 @ 21:57
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The One With The End Of An Era
My life seems to be a series of passworded entries these days. Not really surprising seeing as I blog about what I feel like blogging about and that would be something that's worth blogging abut, which would naturally be the most important thing in my life at the moment.
I should probably be studying right now; got exams nonstop for the next 2 weeks. But to be perfectly honest, I've been reading about multiple personalities for psychology all friggin day long and any second now, I think I'll be developing now. So right now, my mind is completely off study-mode. It wandered off to Kildare… It's thinking of what it'd be like to go to sleep and wake up with my better half for the next two nights; what it'll be like when he comes by to pick me up tomorrow and I'll be able to hold him and kiss him after three days of not seeing him at all. My mind's in a good place. Can't say the same for the rest of my body though. Mostly because the rest of my body is right here, in the real world, where exams are looming in the horizon and are about to bombshell me any second now. The truth is that I probably shouldn't even be seeing him at all, but to be perfectly honest, three days is long enough for the both of us, counting the minutes and all. I don't know if I manage to squeeze him in (figuratively speaking!) next week, but I'll definitely do my best. He says that he can't wait for college to be over and done with for me, but as far as he's concerned… I'm way past not being able to wait anymore.
However, as far as he's not concerned, I'm kinda having post-college blues. My last official college day was on Tuesday. It was actually a revision class, but it was the very last one and led by Dr. Cottrell so there was no way in hell I'd even consider missing it. It was a brilliant class, as per usual, and only reinforced the feeling I've been having for the past couple of weeks; that feeling of and end of an era. I know that most people are like, yay, college's over, but I'm more like damn, college's over. I loved it. I actually loved it so much. I almost teared up in some of my final lectures, just thinking that these are the amazing people whose wisdom, passion and intelligence has inspired me for three years and that's it for us; they'll be gone from my life. It will no longer be a routine coming to class and listening to them speak; to have whatever they say inspire me to learn and become a different, hopefully better, person. It really is an end of an era. My dad told me before I went to college that these would be the best years of my life and I have to say they really were. I really wish I didn't have to leave. I don't know what's going to happen next year, but I really hope that I'll be able to continue into a Masters degree. I already spoke to Dr. Cottrell about it and he might supervise me again (he did it with my BA thesis too), which will be absolutely brilliant.
Well, at the moment (o my god I actually managed an almost entire entry without Andy taking up the whole space, amazing; I still got it), summer is almost here. After the exams, it's all work. Also, by the way, I had my last assessment the other week and it was grand, very brief. She actually had nothing to say except that she's very happy with my performance as manager and she has no problems whatsoever. So yay for that. Anyway, after the exams I'll be working full time for however long, depends on what's happening next year. No real plans for the summer, excluding the Metallica concert and the week Andy and I have off in July, both of which are honey-oriented, as well as a week and a half in June when my parents come here (they'll finally meet him). That's about it, really. I hope to concentrate more on my books and my art in my spare time (but if I continue "moving in" with my better half for half of each week, I doubt that would happen… not that I'm complaining. We'll see. Nothing's set in stone yet anyway.
Will try to make the next blog a little less Andy-oriented. We'll see how that goes.
Mood: Nostalgic
Listening to: Yuri Vizbor - Milaya Moya (Russian)
Posted on Thu, May 1 2008 @ 02:30
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