| Tycho |
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Mechanical engineer, material scientist. Loves to run, play billiards, swim, and be outdoors.
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Wednesday, November 19, 2003
Its me again, folks (were you expecing someone else?).
I still am so tired that I can barely stand, but I've got mountains of work to do. Blowing off the stress homework yesterday was not the smartest thing to do. I feel like just not doing it again, today. Too damned stressful. Plus I have no clue how to do it. We had a quiz today. Wow...what. a. quiz. It. fucking. sucked. ass. like. no. tomorrow. What. the. fuck. was. he. thinking.? About half the class wrote nothing on their papers except for their names, and the rest of us had no friggin' clue what was being asked for, or how to derive the equations needed to solve the problem. I got some freaky answer like the shear torsional stress was 47 million psi. Thats quite alot of pressure. Oh, and it didn't even come out to psi, the inches canceled so, I was left with 47 million lbf...which is not stress. I'm so going to fail this course. I don't know what to do. Hey, that sounds like my social life. At least I'm being consistent: I don't know what to do concerning anything. Makes me feel a little bit better that way, though, strangely enough. I've got to be back at the Gordon Library at 2:30 to do some research on my history project with Fred, since Ryan and I didn't do jack when we went there at 12:30. Ok, I have no idea where to go, where to turn, who to talk to anymore. Well, I know who to talk to: my friends, obviously. But you know what I mean. Which advice should I take? What should I do? I couldn't tell you. I feel lost in space. But maybe thats why people sometimes call me a Space Cadet. I'm really far out there at times. Oh well. Note to self: go to Chopper and pick up drinks to bring Friday. You can't cook...or at least don't have access to facilities to cook for 30+ people, so you've got to bring something else. Did I mention that we have a take home exam in Stress Analysis? Going to be damn hard. Not looking forward to Monday. Not one bit. "Time heals all wounds." Yeah it does. But it also lets some fester and make more bad blood sometimes. We'll see how it goes. Off to the wonderfully hard world of Stress Analysis homework which I will give up on after 5 minutes. Good bye all, take care of yourselves.
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