Well, I've done it again.
This week was Reading Week, or as I like to call it, early March Break.
Here's the problem. A whole week off. Let's skip past the plesantries and formalities where I complain about everything I usually complain about, because I think I've repeated myself enough times to not get any point across. Straight to the point - well, there wasn't one, at least not for me. You could say I'm lazy, or too relaxed, or maybe I had a lobotomy just recently. If you can't be damned to remember anything I have to say (something I'm probably better at than you, ha!), let's recap what I have coming into the week of February 26th:
1) Organic chem test on Tuesday
2) Organic chem lab report due, prelab due Thursday
3) History research paper, due mid March
4) PoliSci paper, due mid March (heck, the day after #3)
Okay, now let's make some context. Here's how my Reading Week broke down:
The Friday before - I picked up, maybe, 8 books from Robarts (the biggest Arts library at UofT) to pull as much information out for my history paper that I'd do during Reading Week.
Monday: Didn't get anything done, but I'd like to think I tried. For about 5 minutes, then I told myself I'd start on Tuesday. Still too 'fresh' from the weekend.
Tuesday: Did nothing. Told myself Wednesday would be a good time to start working. Harder.
Wednesday: I totally forgot about doing any work.
Thursday: realized the impending doom if I didn't study, or do any research if I didn't start now. But I didn't do it anyways.
Friday: See Thursday, but multiply impending doom by 8 and put it to the power of your shoe size.
Saturday: Told myself I have to start now. START NOW DAMNIT. I didn't start.
Sunday: As I'm writing this, it's Sunday, 2:50AM, because I had better things to distract me during the day. For about 7 days now. And what am I doing ... writing this entry! Just to prove I'm easily distracted and I just can't be damned to do any work.
Next on the agenda of - well I don't have an agenda; I write this ad lib. Almost always. So what's on my head right now? Oh yes, I remember now.
If you haven't noticed, I finally caved in to pressure (okay, not really, but pretend I did), and I signed up to FaceBook. At the moment, I pretty much have no friends, so it's pretty indicative of how all 19 years of my life have been. So, for anyone who's willing to make me a friend on the basis that I knew you from somewhere, go right ahead. It's all a friend contest anyways, that FaceBook is. It's consoling to know people I knew from high school, I can still find some way of contacting them if I feel like creeping them out. That being said, I just have FaceBook there for the sake of it, at least for now. At least I won't look weird if someone asks me if I have a FaceBook and awkwardly answer 'No'.
Lastly, a strange rant which makes me feel like I understand something. What I did during my Reading Week was spend all Tuesday catching up with The Office (the U.S. one, not the British one). I personally prefer watching TV shows, well, on the TV instead of on my computer, even if I can get episodes after they air with commericals edited out. Or maybe I just need a more comfy seat and a bigger monitor to change my opinion. That being said, catching up with a half-hour show isn't too hard (about 22 minutes each episode). What gets hard is trying to marathon a drama series more than a season which are full-hour episodes (about 45 minutes). Honestly, if I had a month without naggy parents (i.e., all the free time in the world), enough hard drive space, or even enough money to buy the box sets, I would love to catch up (i.e. start from the beginning) and watch Gilmour Girls. Don't ask why or how, but I would really like to if there weren't 6 or 7 seasons to trek through. It just caught me when I watched a few episodes. Don't mistake, I still like my share of door kicking, gunfights and explosions.
Maybe that's why people give me funny looks when I tell them I watch Desperate Housewives. It's not particularily too soap opera-y, and mostly tries to stay in the comedy end, so it does a good job of keeping me hooked.
Lastly, some good news for a show I thought was cancelled, Six Degrees, is coming back on the air starting at the end of March. The reason it took almost a half-year break is because noone seems to want to watch it. It's not like 24 with the explosions, gunfights, or probably anything virtually appealing to most people, but I guess I fit into that strange niche. Anyways, the idea of the show, boiled down, is about six New Yorkers that somehow influence each other every day, either directly or indirectly - based on the theory of six degrees of seperation. Doesn't sound at all interesting, but I encourage you to watch it, it's absolutely delightful (for lack of a better word) to see how things work out amongst the characters. I dunno, maybe I'm just strange, because most of you (out of a maximum of probably 12 people who might actually read this) will scoff at my opinion (not the first time) and continue on. But, it's just relaxing to watch something fairly grounded but with a twist to it. If you have any doubts, J.J. Abrams is part of the production, - if you're a Lost fan (I, myself, gave up halfway into the 2nd season), you would know who that is, and you should show your support by watching Six Degrees when it airs again.
Well, I'm reaching the end of my ad-libbed blogmorgrification you would otherwise identify as a blog entry, and for me, that is where the fun ends and reality takes hold again. Apart from doing this, it seems some like some divine being set my life to the 'totally screwed' setting and is just letting it run. And I wouldn't doubt if it's been like that since day 1. How do I make up for a week of not doing any work? Because unless someone has a time machine, I'm definately screwed.
This week was Reading Week, or as I like to call it, early March Break.
Here's the problem. A whole week off. Let's skip past the plesantries and formalities where I complain about everything I usually complain about, because I think I've repeated myself enough times to not get any point across. Straight to the point - well, there wasn't one, at least not for me. You could say I'm lazy, or too relaxed, or maybe I had a lobotomy just recently. If you can't be damned to remember anything I have to say (something I'm probably better at than you, ha!), let's recap what I have coming into the week of February 26th:
1) Organic chem test on Tuesday
2) Organic chem lab report due, prelab due Thursday
3) History research paper, due mid March
4) PoliSci paper, due mid March (heck, the day after #3)
Okay, now let's make some context. Here's how my Reading Week broke down:
The Friday before - I picked up, maybe, 8 books from Robarts (the biggest Arts library at UofT) to pull as much information out for my history paper that I'd do during Reading Week.
Monday: Didn't get anything done, but I'd like to think I tried. For about 5 minutes, then I told myself I'd start on Tuesday. Still too 'fresh' from the weekend.
Tuesday: Did nothing. Told myself Wednesday would be a good time to start working. Harder.
Wednesday: I totally forgot about doing any work.
Thursday: realized the impending doom if I didn't study, or do any research if I didn't start now. But I didn't do it anyways.
Friday: See Thursday, but multiply impending doom by 8 and put it to the power of your shoe size.
Saturday: Told myself I have to start now. START NOW DAMNIT. I didn't start.
Sunday: As I'm writing this, it's Sunday, 2:50AM, because I had better things to distract me during the day. For about 7 days now. And what am I doing ... writing this entry! Just to prove I'm easily distracted and I just can't be damned to do any work.
Next on the agenda of - well I don't have an agenda; I write this ad lib. Almost always. So what's on my head right now? Oh yes, I remember now.
If you haven't noticed, I finally caved in to pressure (okay, not really, but pretend I did), and I signed up to FaceBook. At the moment, I pretty much have no friends, so it's pretty indicative of how all 19 years of my life have been. So, for anyone who's willing to make me a friend on the basis that I knew you from somewhere, go right ahead. It's all a friend contest anyways, that FaceBook is. It's consoling to know people I knew from high school, I can still find some way of contacting them if I feel like creeping them out. That being said, I just have FaceBook there for the sake of it, at least for now. At least I won't look weird if someone asks me if I have a FaceBook and awkwardly answer 'No'.
Lastly, a strange rant which makes me feel like I understand something. What I did during my Reading Week was spend all Tuesday catching up with The Office (the U.S. one, not the British one). I personally prefer watching TV shows, well, on the TV instead of on my computer, even if I can get episodes after they air with commericals edited out. Or maybe I just need a more comfy seat and a bigger monitor to change my opinion. That being said, catching up with a half-hour show isn't too hard (about 22 minutes each episode). What gets hard is trying to marathon a drama series more than a season which are full-hour episodes (about 45 minutes). Honestly, if I had a month without naggy parents (i.e., all the free time in the world), enough hard drive space, or even enough money to buy the box sets, I would love to catch up (i.e. start from the beginning) and watch Gilmour Girls. Don't ask why or how, but I would really like to if there weren't 6 or 7 seasons to trek through. It just caught me when I watched a few episodes. Don't mistake, I still like my share of door kicking, gunfights and explosions.
Maybe that's why people give me funny looks when I tell them I watch Desperate Housewives. It's not particularily too soap opera-y, and mostly tries to stay in the comedy end, so it does a good job of keeping me hooked.
Lastly, some good news for a show I thought was cancelled, Six Degrees, is coming back on the air starting at the end of March. The reason it took almost a half-year break is because noone seems to want to watch it. It's not like 24 with the explosions, gunfights, or probably anything virtually appealing to most people, but I guess I fit into that strange niche. Anyways, the idea of the show, boiled down, is about six New Yorkers that somehow influence each other every day, either directly or indirectly - based on the theory of six degrees of seperation. Doesn't sound at all interesting, but I encourage you to watch it, it's absolutely delightful (for lack of a better word) to see how things work out amongst the characters. I dunno, maybe I'm just strange, because most of you (out of a maximum of probably 12 people who might actually read this) will scoff at my opinion (not the first time) and continue on. But, it's just relaxing to watch something fairly grounded but with a twist to it. If you have any doubts, J.J. Abrams is part of the production, - if you're a Lost fan (I, myself, gave up halfway into the 2nd season), you would know who that is, and you should show your support by watching Six Degrees when it airs again.
Well, I'm reaching the end of my ad-libbed blogmorgrification you would otherwise identify as a blog entry, and for me, that is where the fun ends and reality takes hold again. Apart from doing this, it seems some like some divine being set my life to the 'totally screwed' setting and is just letting it run. And I wouldn't doubt if it's been like that since day 1. How do I make up for a week of not doing any work? Because unless someone has a time machine, I'm definately screwed.
