Why did you convince yourself not to? That would have been great! Probably would have wasted a whole lot of time unless you made a breakthrough, but would have made for a great paper afterward. surprised Do Quadcopters Dream in Colour? [/failed attempt at Electric Sheep ref]
Same. What's yours? We can be phobia buddies! surprised (Not that we aren't buddies already... erm... >> )
The whole 'assume a spherical chicken in a vacuum' thing, eh?
Murphy's law strikes. xD Sounds like one of those things that would happen in a show, and then Hilarity Ensues. Cue the Benny Hill music as the quadcopter chases the poor student around the room!
What, hamstringing? It's a minor phobia, yeah, but you don't need to alter your language around it. I'm not that sensitive. ^^; Like you said, minor. I only classify it as a 'phobia' because it's irrational.
Well, it's not easy to begin with, even if you're trying quite hard.
... I don't know how I thought this, but I think I imagined that upon the stroke of midnight on my 18th birthday all of my worries would sort of stop.
Hurrah for insecurity. gonk
For some reason, I had this notion that it slowly subsided or capped after a while, but apparently the graph of self-doubt is concave up mostly.
Oh! Well that sounds useful, at the very least. With the way things are going, you're guaranteed to at least have a market for those kinds of skills.
Also I suppose it could be fun, but what's the use of that, eh?
Sounds interesting, but I take that it wasn't anywhere near as easy as it sounds like it could be... and reading further, I see that it isn't. oO Poor little quadcopter, getting knocked around by wind.
(Wait, why was there a breeze in a lab? oO )
Oh, yeah, I know how that goes. And my theatre class was probably the worst. At least with my other classes we had coherent deadlines before they were suddenly due. With my theatre class, we pretty much had no deadlines until suddenly 'Yeah, this thing that you have to write and perform yourself is due in a week, oh and by the way you have papers that you need to write, too'. >[
Oh, I expect it will. I'm in finals week, myself, so that'll be done with shortly.
What's your major -- engineering, was it, last I heard? Being most of the way toward graduation and still not knowing what you want to do can't be fun. ><
What is a quadcopter, exactly? oO And why does it need to fly in a straight line?
Things're alright on my end. Some issues between my mom and stepdad, which is less than fun. Finals, like I said. I think I bombed my Theatre class, and I figure I did half-decently in math, if I'm lucky. Still have Printmaking and Drawing to deal with, and I'm... three and a half pictures short on my portfolio. The one picture that's half-finished is pretty involved, though, so I might get some leeway for that. I'll be staying up and hacking out the rest of that one and possibly one more tonight.
About the same for me, except I suppose it's less 'introspective' than 'stressed and running away from it'. >> I don't have the best method for dealing with stress.
'Ello, boyo! *huggles* I wonder if I've officially transplanted yet... I probably shouldn't, but I've started to ingrain myself pretty deeply into this persona...
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