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November 06, 2006
Why is it that people are not blogging anymore?? Surely writing on your blog is far more fun than doing work.. I wonder if the freshers even know that the phenomena that is a blog exists. Anyway, I’m writing an essay on prostitution. It’s highly entertaining stuff. I mean it, it’s really interesting.
October 10, 2006
I used the library for the first time today. Well, properly used it. I got a book out and everything and whilst I was wondering around aimlessly, not really knowing where to look I was wondering to myself whether some people just instinctively know how to use the jungle that is the Library. Is it a gene that I somehow lack?
I was slightly embarassed at being a third year student and still had to ask someone how to use the photocopyer properly :s or how to return an SRC book. I felt stupid and now I wallow in self-pity because I’ve got a cold…
Anyway, I think that one of my fish has been eaten. I can’t seem to find him anywhere and to be realistic there’s not that many places that he could hide. Who ever knew goldfish were carnivores?
May 26, 2006
Am I the only one who considers some questions in exams worthy the phrase ‘to kill for’?? You know those questions you can actually answer!! Why is it that they only appear in past exams, and usually last year’s as well so that there is absolutely no chance of them appearing this year??
Why is it that the only topics I consider not worthwhile to revise, because they have never appeared in the past, always show up in the compulsory part of the exam?? Using this logic I’d say that the topics that will turn up in my exam tomorrow will be on auditing, cash flow statements and probably activity based costing. There won’t be anything on absorption costing or ratio analysis now that I have learnt all the 17 equations by heart and know how to apply them.
On a good note though, I have realised that the maths and stats department have a sort of reward scheme. Meaning if you overload on your CATS, which I have done, you can in theory get a 2 (1) without actually performing to a 2 (1) standard. So you see for me to get a 2 (1), as an example, I only in fact need to get an average of 57.3% in my exams. Similarly for me to get a first I only need 66.8%. So it really pays off to do fuck–loads (obviously up to a point) and overload your CATS. It makes me happy, although it was pointed out to me that I should always aim to get a 100%, which I’d say is relatively impossible but none the less I get the point.
So yes, this little 'reward scheme' is why people in the past have got more than 100% as calculated using the Seymour Formula in their exams, sadly not me though.
Anyway, enough of geekyness. Exam tomorrow (eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!!!!!!!!), have to continue with my revision. (And yes I know that one can say that blogging is not geeky whereas revision is…)
May 25, 2006
Sitting there on the Piazza eating ice–cream with Mez, Helen and Ros I was watching all the finalists celebrating the fact that they have finished their exams. Alcohol aplenty; champagne, beer, you name it, they were drinking it. Anyway what I want to say is: please have some compassion for those of us who haven’t actually even started our exams yet. Yup, that does include me; I’ve got another 18 days and 6 exams to go!!! Don’t tempt us with wild parties and call us losers when we turn them down. It’s just not fair… sobs quietly I won't even be finished by the time the World Cup starts.
oh well, I’ve got revision to get on with.
March 10, 2006
It’s that time of term again. The dreaded end to a good social life; being able to eat when you feel like it; not having to care about anyone apart from yourself (if you’re single that is). Yup, tomorrow I’m going home…
It also means that I’m edging closer to my birthday. This year I’m turning 22!! Why does that feel so much older than 21?? Before I know it, I’ll be 30, still single and well…I don’t know…something.
But obviously, it’s also time for something I’ve been looking forward to for months now. It’s nearly time for TOUR. On the 20th I’ll be jetting off to Spain, together with other equally as mad people. It’s going to be amazing!!
Have to tidy up my room; parents are coming in a few hours time. Tomorrow they are taking me to Crufts at the NEC. Clearly my idea of heaven!! I would not much rather have a long lie-in, or just relax. Nope, I absolutely love watching dogs run around a ring for a whole day. It's bliss.
So anyway, tomorrow I'm going home. Start working as a dental nurse at 8 o'clock Monday morning. Will be back on Saturday though for football :)
February 25, 2006
I just realised how long ago it was that I actually wrote something on this thing. Reason: I’ve been having a spell of popularity!! Seems as though everyone want a piece of me, be it for birthday parties or just general piss-ups; my phone has been ringing constantly with people trying to convince me to come to socials, join the rifle society, get drunk at a 21st birthday party, etc and it simply leaves me no time to write on my favourite blog.
I have also been very patriotic (for once) while watching the Winter Olympics. I believe that my housemates are getting quite annoyed at my native country’s recent success, having ranked up a massive 13 medals of 6 golds, 2 silvers and 5 bronzes (with another gold up for grabs tomorrow in the men’s icehockey final against arch-rivals Finland…soooo exciting!!!) compared to England’s 1 silver. Even Australia has outdone England with a gold and a bronze so far.
So anyway, tomorrow I’ll bunk myself up in front of the TV because (apparently) they’re showing Sweden vs Finland in ice hockey at 12.50. As I said, it’s very exciting!!! Two neighbouring countries battling it out…can’t wait!!!!
February 11, 2006
These past few weeks have been rather odd. I’ve hardly seen my housemates at all because I’ve just been really busy with going out and football (this includes one day spent in bed because of a particularly bad hangover). The thing with going out is that you get a taste for it. Even though I’m now shattered, after having been out on Wednesday to Score, after having been to UEA, and Thursday to Kelseys (plus I’ve played football a lot and I went Streetvibing on Thursday), I’m really up for going out tonight as well. But since my housemates are nowhere to be seen, I think that they are all out with their respective boyfriends/girlfriends and Rich has gone home, I have no one to go out with. So probably what I’ll do is spend the whole evening in front of the TV, watching whatever they’re showing from the Olympic Games, on my own no doubt.
So yes, anyway, these past few weeks have been odd because even though we have played brilliant football we’re out of the Cup and getting relegated from our division in BUSA, and I’ve also had some pretty crap news from my tutor. But all of these things somehow don’t seem too bad because of the many great nights out I’ve had recently. So even though things are definitely not going my way, it somehow feels as if they are. Maybe I’m just slightly delusional from a tad bit too much alcohol lately, but I just wanted to say that things are definitely good. Getting to know new people, starting dancing again, probably playing the best football I've done for a really long time…I can’t stop smiling…
Playing Tyburn tomorrow and, as we beat them 7 – 0 last time we played them, I don’t think that they’ll put up much of a challenge. But come and support anyway; the crowd last Sunday was wicked, would love to have a crowd equally big this week.
January 20, 2006
Myself, I have never understood the practical aspects of doing sports in a skirt, which just leaves me with two questions…who's idea was it and, more importantly, why??
January 15, 2006
My first thought goes to that drunken, old man who tried to touch me up on the bus on Thursday, and why I didn’t just tell him to fuck off. Amazing how some sad and perverted nobody can leave one feeling completely powerless…
My second thought is of my ‘sort-of- boyfriend’ with whom I apparently have a very complicated relationship with, yet still choose to remain monogamous to. Yeah, we all know that no such person exists, but a small white lie is not such a bad thing (yeah I know, it got to be a rather complicated white lie because I'm not that good at not telling the truth) when you simply don’t want to tell the poor guy that you’re just not interested, especially not after he has bought you several drinks in Ikon, because you are “skint” and was forced to go there because your best friend liked his friend (honestly, I did say no to start of with but the guy basically forced me to accept drinks despite my obvious reluctance to do so). This, by the way, meant that I had to dance with a guy who looked like Frodo and two other guys, none who had what it took to even make me slightly interested. Harsh, but true.
Lastly, the football game today, which was a laugh right up till the point when Ana probably broke her ankle and had to be taken to hospital in an ambulance. Even though a few of us wanted to carry on playing, the match was called off and we made plans to play them again, which I really look forward to.
Ok, right, I am going to do some work now.
January 09, 2006
I haven’t been this nervous before an exam in a really long time; possibly because I haven’t actually known the stuff as well as I did this time. When saying to someone that you have finished revising you lay yourself open to all sorts comments were you to do badly in the actual exam. Which, of course, is what I’m worried about – that I won’t do well, not what people would say, because I really want to get a good mark. However, all this nervous ‘energy’ got very quickly converted into contempt towards a guy who served me tea in Viva.
Guy 1: “Women’s football eh??”
Guy 1: “Who ever said girls can’t play football??”
Guy 1: “So what position do you play??”
Me: “Midfield at the moment.”
Guy 2: “Both guys and girls then…”
I really don’t get what people’s problem is!! I even get crap like that from my brothers, which makes for very awkward questions from my mum. Please, just let it rest; there’s only so many times you can joke about it.
So anyway, rant over. The exam was ok; ok as in difficult but doable. However, it seems as though most my friends found the exam impossible, which makes me worry whether I got the questions completely wrong or maybe for once I'm actually not that bad at something. Oh well, I’ll find out soon enough.