Ok, so I lied a little...

I know I said no posts till finals were over, but this was too good to not share. For study breaks, I treat myself to a little Cracked humor. I watched several episodes of Michael Swaim's Cracked TV and had to watch some of his sketch troupe's work. Here's one of my favorites so far by Those Aren't Muskets!



I just feel like Hollywood will take notice and take this as the basis for the next tech thriller.

*thud*

So, it's finals season. And that means no possibility for posts for the next few weeks. If I never post again, you will know that it's because I was slain by the mighty Analytical Chemistry monster.
This is the class where the average for the weekly quiz was around a 70 or so until we hit solubility. Then the average plummeted to a 55 for the online quiz and 3 out of 10 for the in-class quiz. And for some reason, the professor sees nothing wrong with this. May the deity of each person's choice help us all.
Peace and love (and video games if we're lucky...)

Farewell...time for a study break.

School's out!

YAY! I survived my first year at university. And, I'm pretty sure that I passed all of my exams. This is an excellent feeling and makes up for the anxiety and nail-biting that accompanied exams. Now, my only concerns are packing up my room to move out and using up my meal plan. The first must happen, the second is never going to happen. I have over 50 meals left and only three days to use them in. Unless I ate myself sick (highly undesirable) I wouldn't finish off my meal plan. Oh well.
Packing is kind of depressing. My walls are bare, my cupboards are empty. I recycled a ridiculous amount of paper. The fact that this year is over is finally hitting me. At the same time, though, I am totally stoked to move into a new house. I'm living with some good friends not too far from campus. I'll actually be on my own, as opposed to the semi-autonomous living I've been experiencing in residence. I'll have to cook, clean, and take care of my room. In rez, meals were cooked for me, cleaning involved vacuuming every once in a while, and anything that broke would be fixed with a quick chat with the janitor. The odd thing is, I'm looking forward to the increased responsibility. It will mean that I can survive on my own, that I'll be able to take care of myself in the future. This is a profound realization.
One thing that I hope never happens occurs in this hilarious webcomic, Johnny Wander. Written by Ananth Panagariya (also of Applegeeks) and illustrated by Yuko Ota, it is a comic about life after college, being a kid, growing up and all the people you meet and all the things that happen in that brave new world.

Or it might be about something else entirely.

Check out the ant related horror at:

http://www.johnnywander.com/comics/59

This crow has nothing to do with the ant horror. I'm not sure why it's the mascot of Johnny Wander. In fact, there is no Johnny Wander in the comic. Unless John's last name is Wander...meh.

FINALS FINALS FINALS FINALS

Aargh, finals season is in full swing. On the one hand, I am lucky since my exams are all spaced out, so I can study for them individually. On the other, I AM CONSTANTLY STUDYING. Unless I'm not. Like now. It's one of those hyperbolic phrases. A friend of mine and I were making hyperboles to de-stress from the exams. Example? Er, I can't rightly recall. But, it was funny. We were in kind of a post-exam stupor.
In order to break up the monotony and disprove the above CAPS LOCKED statement, my roommate and I have taken to going to the gym for an hour. It's a lovely, mindless break from redox reactions, proving something is linearly independent, and trying to find the freaking parse error that won't let my program go. I was curious about my weight and hopped on the scale when I went a few days ago. Turns out I've lost weight, defying the freshman 15. Yay!
I also ran around and played frisbee with some friends yesterday. The weather has finally turned gorgeous and I'm usually stuck in my room doing practice exams. It felt fantastic just to run around and enjoy the beautiful weather.
It's hard to believe that this time next week I'll be packing up my room and preparing to head home.
Meh, 'tis the future. My more immediate problem is figuring out electric fields. Why must I integrate in physics?!?!

When seen outside of calculus, this fellow is the harbinger of pure evil.

So close, I can taste it...

Tomorrow, I finish my final exam of the term and can officially put on my engineering jacket. For those who don't know, the leather jacket of Queen's engineers (aka the Golden Party Armor/GPA) is a symbol of our pride in our faculty and a bit of a scrapbook for our time at Queen's. Now commonly dyed gentian purple, its yellow leather has been a symbol of Queen's engineers for years. We slam it with pride.
But, my ultimate exam is Computers. And I'm taking it without the aid of a computer. WHY?!?!?!
Because apparently the problems come up with different answers, depending on who is at the keyboard.
So now I memorize useless algorithms for spreadsheets and this little piece of hell called Maple (which, depending on its mood, either grudgingly does your formula or gets stuck in an infinite loop, freezing your computer).
But tomorrow, I will be done and good riddance.

Hell in a box.

In the meantime, I found this wonderful clip of Bert and Ernie gangsta rapping.

The Eye of the Storm

So, it's the middle of finals season and I am posting to my blog instead of studying. But, I figure I've earned it after taking (and hopefully passing) geology and chemistry finals. I must say that I am glad to be done geology. It's fascinating and interesting and the prof was amazing, but I just can't dig rocks (ah ha. Get it? Right. Moving on.)
I feel like I'm in the eye of the storm of finals. The worst is past and more is yet to come. I am oddly peaceful and un-stressed, unlike my fellow floormates. I haven't gone to the library to study, opting instead for the semi-peace of my floor and ambient music. Should I be stressed? Maybe. A bit of stress is what gets me actually doing something productive. I guess this is why I have on my wall a list of things to do, a constant reminder of the things I should be doing.
And what do you know, the next thing on the list is study calculus.
Well, it was fun, but now is the time to meet my fate face to face. Onward, ho! (Not that kind of ho, you pervs)

Work work work...at least I have a calculator. So much for small blessings, eh?

TGIF.

Ah, Friday. The end of the school week always comes most gloriously. My first week sans midterms was pretty awesome, with a distinct and awesome lack of homework due in the next few days. This weekend is mine to chill in. No school.
Oh, who am I kidding?
I just know that that one chem problem will bug me.
Or I will probably want to start my project early.
I am such a keener. Sometimes, that's not so awesome.
So, I will make it a point to try to keep real work to a minimum. Go out have a good time and overall relax. My body and mind will thank me.
Stress is a terrible thing. Relaxation is a wonderful thing. Everyone should have a way to relax.
And relax I shall until finals.