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I dunno if I have to ultimately much to talk about, but we shall see as I proceed to inform you abot my week.
On Monday was the dreaded Psychology exam. Woo! It sucked royally. There are three questions, for which we have to write an essay answer each. 30 minutes per essay. 90 minutes all together. Simple enough, right?
Well actually, yeah, it's not terribly hard (I've so failed). The first two questions were pisser. So simple I couldn't ask for anything better. But the third question, the one about Perception, which is my terribly weak area anyway, totally caught me off guard. I was so shocked. Afterwards, though, even Sally said the wording of the question was wank, so y'know.
So in this question, with a lucky 45 minutes remaining, I wrote the examiners a little note at the start, stating that I had no fucking clue what to write, so I'll just write everything I know about perception 'In the hope that I stumble across something worth while'. So I did. I wrote about the visual system, (I got the word ganglion in the essay, fuck yeah!), Gregory and Gibson and their utter wank theories, Sensory adaptation, size constancy, depth cues, colour processing, the lot. Afterwards I found out that more than half of what I wrote was correct, but some of it shouldn't be there. The essay was unstructured and seriously lacking in AO2. But I was panicking.
but actually it wasn't so terrible, because alot of people didn't even get that down. Alot of people didn't write anything wrothwhile. So I guess I can't complain. I'm pretty sure I'll fail, but it won't be drastically. Actually, my first two essays were probably similar to some of my best in-class essays, in which i score very high, so maybe I shan't fail. I dunno. Either way, I'm not retaking in summer.
I've decided after School finishes, on the pretense that I have a car and can drive, I'm going to drive to Scotland and live and work there for a year. Or maybe I'll spend a year working here, before I do that, so I can have some money for that. Should be different. I'd love to backpack around the world, but I haven't the money for that, so this is the easy way out without staying at home or going to Uni.
I'm not feeling good at the moment. Yesterday I had off school because I had an opticians appointment, but later in the afternoon I got pretty ill and was bed bound. I feel better now, but I still feel shitty, too.
In recent news, we got our commno room back. Bout time, too. Cept our area is overrun by stupid tables. Gay!
Oh, and in even more recent news, my Make Pverty history band broke (because you need to know these things), but don't panic, my entheogen defence fund band is still standing in all it's pink glory. Cost me £1.20 that did. Rip off. 20p more than it should be. Oh well. Did I mention that I've had to explain to about 30 people what shrooms are? My god, people. Get with the times.
On other drug related topics, have you ever thought that Charlie Brown must be about drugs. Think about it. Charlie! Brown! As does Scooby 'Dooby' Doo. Alice in Wonderland. the Magic Roundabout. Rainbow. Everything! Of course, all these are obvious, but the other day the Charlie Brown one hit me, square in the jaw, and I though, hey, that's crazy talk. But blatant. Everyone said they already thought that. Lies!
I bought the second part of series one of Lost on DVD on thursday. It's cool to watch. This is the bit that I missed due to many holidays, but I'm on the third DVD and I've got 2 episodes left, the exodus ones, and I've seen them both. Poor Walt gets kidnapped. Robyn lied about what happened in the last episode.
God, Im totally allowed to be obsessed with a tv show, because I don't watch much of it.
Oh, and I bought the Kooks album on Thursday, too. It's real good. they're a class little musical establishment. From Brighton. My favourite southern town.
Anyway, I've babbled enough. Sorry. Goodbye...
P.s. It's Rachel's birthday tomorrow, Hippy Bathday Rachel.
P.s. It's Jay's birthday the day after, Happy Birthday, Jay.
P.s. It's not my birthday for a while, but I still like presents given to me randomly.
P.s. I'm going on holiday on the 15th of February!!! Finland.
On Monday was the dreaded Psychology exam. Woo! It sucked royally. There are three questions, for which we have to write an essay answer each. 30 minutes per essay. 90 minutes all together. Simple enough, right?
Well actually, yeah, it's not terribly hard (I've so failed). The first two questions were pisser. So simple I couldn't ask for anything better. But the third question, the one about Perception, which is my terribly weak area anyway, totally caught me off guard. I was so shocked. Afterwards, though, even Sally said the wording of the question was wank, so y'know.
So in this question, with a lucky 45 minutes remaining, I wrote the examiners a little note at the start, stating that I had no fucking clue what to write, so I'll just write everything I know about perception 'In the hope that I stumble across something worth while'. So I did. I wrote about the visual system, (I got the word ganglion in the essay, fuck yeah!), Gregory and Gibson and their utter wank theories, Sensory adaptation, size constancy, depth cues, colour processing, the lot. Afterwards I found out that more than half of what I wrote was correct, but some of it shouldn't be there. The essay was unstructured and seriously lacking in AO2. But I was panicking.
but actually it wasn't so terrible, because alot of people didn't even get that down. Alot of people didn't write anything wrothwhile. So I guess I can't complain. I'm pretty sure I'll fail, but it won't be drastically. Actually, my first two essays were probably similar to some of my best in-class essays, in which i score very high, so maybe I shan't fail. I dunno. Either way, I'm not retaking in summer.
I've decided after School finishes, on the pretense that I have a car and can drive, I'm going to drive to Scotland and live and work there for a year. Or maybe I'll spend a year working here, before I do that, so I can have some money for that. Should be different. I'd love to backpack around the world, but I haven't the money for that, so this is the easy way out without staying at home or going to Uni.
I'm not feeling good at the moment. Yesterday I had off school because I had an opticians appointment, but later in the afternoon I got pretty ill and was bed bound. I feel better now, but I still feel shitty, too.
In recent news, we got our commno room back. Bout time, too. Cept our area is overrun by stupid tables. Gay!
Oh, and in even more recent news, my Make Pverty history band broke (because you need to know these things), but don't panic, my entheogen defence fund band is still standing in all it's pink glory. Cost me £1.20 that did. Rip off. 20p more than it should be. Oh well. Did I mention that I've had to explain to about 30 people what shrooms are? My god, people. Get with the times.
On other drug related topics, have you ever thought that Charlie Brown must be about drugs. Think about it. Charlie! Brown! As does Scooby 'Dooby' Doo. Alice in Wonderland. the Magic Roundabout. Rainbow. Everything! Of course, all these are obvious, but the other day the Charlie Brown one hit me, square in the jaw, and I though, hey, that's crazy talk. But blatant. Everyone said they already thought that. Lies!
I bought the second part of series one of Lost on DVD on thursday. It's cool to watch. This is the bit that I missed due to many holidays, but I'm on the third DVD and I've got 2 episodes left, the exodus ones, and I've seen them both. Poor Walt gets kidnapped. Robyn lied about what happened in the last episode.
God, Im totally allowed to be obsessed with a tv show, because I don't watch much of it.
Oh, and I bought the Kooks album on Thursday, too. It's real good. they're a class little musical establishment. From Brighton. My favourite southern town.
Anyway, I've babbled enough. Sorry. Goodbye...
P.s. It's Rachel's birthday tomorrow, Hippy Bathday Rachel.
P.s. It's Jay's birthday the day after, Happy Birthday, Jay.
P.s. It's not my birthday for a while, but I still like presents given to me randomly.
P.s. I'm going on holiday on the 15th of February!!! Finland.

