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HP! (no spoilers)
Nov. 18th, 2005 02:48 pmA word to everyone going to see Goblet of Fire today, or whenever (I don't see it until tonight, so I'm as spoiler-free as the rest of you) - pay strict attention to any scenes of the Great Hall which show the high table and the large window behind it. That is MY COLLEGE, OMG.
Yeah, I'm done.
Despite the imminent GoF goodness, I am still having a miserable day. Yesterday was interesting, at least; Thursday is my day of maths, maths and more maths, and it began by one of the morning lectures attempting to teach me differentiation. All these years, I've believed it's some sort of strange, arcane art only accessible to lucky few, so I am amazed and impressed by the fact I can do it. Not very well, but I can. So there. I still suck at maths, though; the class in the afternoon was an exercise in horror. Why I am so mathematically illiterate, I don't know. I just have a mental block concerning numbers. Actually, not numbers, as my straightforward mental arithmetic is quite good; it's symbols that cause the problem. I'm not clever enough to manipulate them with any great intuitive ease.
But beyond that, there is also Politics, which sucks due to outside circumstances - my tutor was two days late in sending off the reading emails, and there are no books in the Social Sciences Library on my list. OLIS tells me that they are, but they're not on the shelves, which leads me to believe that some total bastard has gone round the shelves hiding them all. Why would you be so anti-social? Therefore I have two days to write a 2500-word essay on devolution with no books, and it is going to be hideous.
There is good stuff - Firefly and writing and the amazing twelve-foot Christmas tree currently being erected just outside college and in the morning, the sight of the perfect, comprehensive frost, but until I have dispensed with devolution, I foresee much angst on my part, at least over the weekend. Sigh.
Still. Seventh week next week. We're working to a conclusion here.
Yeah, I'm done.
Despite the imminent GoF goodness, I am still having a miserable day. Yesterday was interesting, at least; Thursday is my day of maths, maths and more maths, and it began by one of the morning lectures attempting to teach me differentiation. All these years, I've believed it's some sort of strange, arcane art only accessible to lucky few, so I am amazed and impressed by the fact I can do it. Not very well, but I can. So there. I still suck at maths, though; the class in the afternoon was an exercise in horror. Why I am so mathematically illiterate, I don't know. I just have a mental block concerning numbers. Actually, not numbers, as my straightforward mental arithmetic is quite good; it's symbols that cause the problem. I'm not clever enough to manipulate them with any great intuitive ease.
But beyond that, there is also Politics, which sucks due to outside circumstances - my tutor was two days late in sending off the reading emails, and there are no books in the Social Sciences Library on my list. OLIS tells me that they are, but they're not on the shelves, which leads me to believe that some total bastard has gone round the shelves hiding them all. Why would you be so anti-social? Therefore I have two days to write a 2500-word essay on devolution with no books, and it is going to be hideous.
There is good stuff - Firefly and writing and the amazing twelve-foot Christmas tree currently being erected just outside college and in the morning, the sight of the perfect, comprehensive frost, but until I have dispensed with devolution, I foresee much angst on my part, at least over the weekend. Sigh.
Still. Seventh week next week. We're working to a conclusion here.
