It would be nice if all of my lecturer’s could use Blackboard/Portal (the online component of our courses) properly.
One puts everything up, neatly organised by week. In this class most people do a good chunk of the reading.
One puts things up week by week, and in no particular order. People do some of the reading. It’s for this one that I’m especially annoyed, as I’ve a formative (ie pointless and unmarked) essay due in tomorrow, but none of the relevant documents are online. I’ve either got to use entirely journal articles (dodgy) or head off to the library after my new laptop arrives.
One puts nothing up at all. It’s somewhat irritating.
When I bought my macbook it turned up the next day :)
Exciting! I’m doubtful because the shipping was free of charge, but hey, maybe Apple are better than Amazon at actually having things delivered. God I’m so excited to have a shiny, modern and fast laptop.
NOT ABOUT THE MONEY (IT’S MINE, AND ANYWAY, I HAVE MY MOTHER’S DISTANT APPROVAL).
BUT IT’S ABOUT MY CURRENT LAPTOP.
It was a lovely, brilliant 16th birthday present from my grandparents who I hardly see; an excellent laptop with the specs I needed and everything I wanted. I’ve loved it for all these years, so much so that it’s dirty and cracked and slow nowadays. The only consolation is that I’m passing it on to my family, who I’m sure will put it to good use. It’s been so good to me for all these years. I feel so, so guilty. It’s the only thing that’s holding me back from buying a new one. It feels like rejecting a gift, even if I’ve been using it for a long time.
A bottle and a half of cava and I hardly have a hangover.
Har har har take that liver.
Spending most of the night eating probably helped. I’ve perfected the art of poached eggs and I’m far, far too pleased with myself.
Also we spent the evening watching such quality telly as The Joy of Teen Sex, a program that faintly masquerades as “informative” and “educational” all whilst just being awkward, horrible and approaching the least erotic porn ever made.
dude lack of access to jstor after i graduate is gonna be a mess
I’m honestly horrified at the thought. That and not being able to access university libraries properly (like, you’re allowed in to most in the UK, but not with full access). I spend so much time reading irrelevant yet informative shit on there - I can’t go back to trawling local libraries for the most basic of history books.
I might have to end up bribing current students to let me use their log ins.
(Thank god I don’t graduate till June 2014 … time to start stockpiling PDF articles.)
As someone who’s…right now, dont ask for…triple. more…
Cheers! It’s all useful information - I’m hideously uninformed about the entire accommodation situation, but I’m gradually learning.
Central and Northeast were my top choices, iirc, with Orchard Hill being more specifically in the top 5. The application’s yet to fully go through though, so I’ve got a little time to mess about with it. It’s always useful to learn about the atmosphere of specific halls, since most of the information I received when writing my application was about distance from uni departments, which doesn’t phase me as I’m used to walking half an hour at 9am every other day.
Also, I had a horrible moment of realisation the other night. At one of AMS’s little corridor booze ups I finally got the chance to speak to two girls who’d studied abroad at UMass back in 2010/2011.
They were talking about their rooms, and casually mentioned that they both disliked their room mates and that the beds were oddly close together. I hate this kind of hearsay, as I’ve had such larks (not) trying to figure out how the fuck the entire housing system works over there. I’ll deeply miss the simplicity of UEA, where you’re just given a small list of options and told to pick one, which isn’t hard given that all the rooms are pretty much the same.
Oh god this is all going to be painful. I have difficulty sleeping in the same room as my parents or friends, let alone a total stranger. It’s far, far too weird and close quarters for me. I’m left wondering how easy it is to request a triple, as at least that might disperse the tension and weirdness of it all slightly.
A dress I ordered has apparently been “out for delivery” since 7am this morning. It could arrive any time between now and 7pm, and it probably won’t arrive at all given my past experience with the courier company.
Oh Yodel, why would any decent company use you? Remind me to just shop purely at ASOS. At least they deliver via Royal Mail, even if my items end up festering under overturned recycling boxes.