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Nov. 21st, 2001 05:30 pmI am *not* having a good day.
First of all, I had some Stats 'homework' down on my stuff-to-do list. So I frantically tried to finish it on the train, having found out over the weekend there was more of it than I could do while feeling ill. Didn't get it done on the train either.
Because the lunchtime engineering meeting was off I'd decided to finally take the questionnaire idea to the CU, so decided to use my first free correcting the now-out-of-date example questionnaire. I logged onto a computer, took out the questionnaire, realised how inane most of it was, and decided to just discuss what to put on it with ppl instead of trying to sort it out myself first and present a completed one. So I went to carry on with my stats. As part of this, I had to reorganise my folder, so I could turn pages without several things falling out. Eventually it was breaktime and I was a bit rude to Naath 'cos I wanted to get the work done, then she pointed out a way I didn't have to do as much of it, but it was all too late. So I didn't finish that, but I left it anyway 'cos I didn't think it'd be a big problem.
In Economics we had to produce a OHP sheet about some random piece of info we got relating to supply and demand graphs. Ours was about Cloves in Zanzibar. I didn't really know what I was doing, how to graph the stuff, or anything, so I produced a load of rubbish which Helena didn't help at all on and 'prettified', adding several features ppl commented on when I had to stand up and explain it (including a shaded area on the graph) which were totally meaningless, and I said a bit more snappishly than intended, 'The shaded area under the graph is there because Helena thought it looked *pretty*'. Grr, handbags at 50 paces kinda voice, and I hit Helena for being annoying, which I really shouldn't have done, but I was majorly wound up by then and she didn't seem to mind (I didn't hit her hard).
Then during Physics, Talia, with the intuition all inanimate objects suddenly posess when you're having a bad day, decided to die horribly. First, I was typing away (compiling a Case Law directory for my Law course...) when I tapped the screen and nothing happened. I tapped harder and in a few other places, but the touchscreen was thoroughly nonworking. So I went to the setup and tried to recalibrate it, but it wasn't having any of it. Then I put Talia's lid down to turn her off and opened her up to turn her on again (the age-old solution to all computer woes), except she didn't turn on again. And hasn't since, despite me doing absolutely *everything* to her that might help (and the very few things I haven't tried I'm planning for).
After Physics I got my lunch and carefully avoided meeting anyone so I could get to CU. I hung around the room it was meant to be in for a while, but nothing, and it was next to the staff room so I didn't want to loiter too much or someone would ask if I was looking for something and it'd be embarrassing. So I didn't get that done either. But after that, I just said 'Okay, today's cancelled' and kinda wrote off the rest of the day. I have two pages full of pretty doodles from Physics, a page with a song quote and two autumn leaves and an abandoned pink metal hairclip on from various times, and some outlines of my Tangle (black squirly thing) 's various shapes from the train journey home, and finally read some more of QED.
I decided that in a way it was a good thing my Psion broke 'cos I got to do a lot more thinking, and a lot less stressing and 'doing things', and got a lot less depressed.
./~ All of my
Ambitions, hopes and plans
I surrender these
Into Your hands
For it's only in
Your will that I am free ~\.
How true. Relying on stuff, on results, on people (although people were actually surprisingly nice and good today, *hugs Naath and Melody*) is just going to lead to disappointment. Maybe I've learnt that. Probably not though, it's one of those things it's so easy to forget, especially if you don't really know what God wants you to do... and perhaps that's one of the problems, that I feel I ought to *do* something.
... entry to be continued when I have time to relate the rest of my bad day
First of all, I had some Stats 'homework' down on my stuff-to-do list. So I frantically tried to finish it on the train, having found out over the weekend there was more of it than I could do while feeling ill. Didn't get it done on the train either.
Because the lunchtime engineering meeting was off I'd decided to finally take the questionnaire idea to the CU, so decided to use my first free correcting the now-out-of-date example questionnaire. I logged onto a computer, took out the questionnaire, realised how inane most of it was, and decided to just discuss what to put on it with ppl instead of trying to sort it out myself first and present a completed one. So I went to carry on with my stats. As part of this, I had to reorganise my folder, so I could turn pages without several things falling out. Eventually it was breaktime and I was a bit rude to Naath 'cos I wanted to get the work done, then she pointed out a way I didn't have to do as much of it, but it was all too late. So I didn't finish that, but I left it anyway 'cos I didn't think it'd be a big problem.
In Economics we had to produce a OHP sheet about some random piece of info we got relating to supply and demand graphs. Ours was about Cloves in Zanzibar. I didn't really know what I was doing, how to graph the stuff, or anything, so I produced a load of rubbish which Helena didn't help at all on and 'prettified', adding several features ppl commented on when I had to stand up and explain it (including a shaded area on the graph) which were totally meaningless, and I said a bit more snappishly than intended, 'The shaded area under the graph is there because Helena thought it looked *pretty*'. Grr, handbags at 50 paces kinda voice, and I hit Helena for being annoying, which I really shouldn't have done, but I was majorly wound up by then and she didn't seem to mind (I didn't hit her hard).
Then during Physics, Talia, with the intuition all inanimate objects suddenly posess when you're having a bad day, decided to die horribly. First, I was typing away (compiling a Case Law directory for my Law course...) when I tapped the screen and nothing happened. I tapped harder and in a few other places, but the touchscreen was thoroughly nonworking. So I went to the setup and tried to recalibrate it, but it wasn't having any of it. Then I put Talia's lid down to turn her off and opened her up to turn her on again (the age-old solution to all computer woes), except she didn't turn on again. And hasn't since, despite me doing absolutely *everything* to her that might help (and the very few things I haven't tried I'm planning for).
After Physics I got my lunch and carefully avoided meeting anyone so I could get to CU. I hung around the room it was meant to be in for a while, but nothing, and it was next to the staff room so I didn't want to loiter too much or someone would ask if I was looking for something and it'd be embarrassing. So I didn't get that done either. But after that, I just said 'Okay, today's cancelled' and kinda wrote off the rest of the day. I have two pages full of pretty doodles from Physics, a page with a song quote and two autumn leaves and an abandoned pink metal hairclip on from various times, and some outlines of my Tangle (black squirly thing) 's various shapes from the train journey home, and finally read some more of QED.
I decided that in a way it was a good thing my Psion broke 'cos I got to do a lot more thinking, and a lot less stressing and 'doing things', and got a lot less depressed.
./~ All of my
Ambitions, hopes and plans
I surrender these
Into Your hands
For it's only in
Your will that I am free ~\.
How true. Relying on stuff, on results, on people (although people were actually surprisingly nice and good today, *hugs Naath and Melody*) is just going to lead to disappointment. Maybe I've learnt that. Probably not though, it's one of those things it's so easy to forget, especially if you don't really know what God wants you to do... and perhaps that's one of the problems, that I feel I ought to *do* something.
... entry to be continued when I have time to relate the rest of my bad day
