I feel utterly bored when I am working, but ridiculously guilty when I’m not. I pop online for a quick break, but that quick break inevitably turns into half ah hour. Then I’m about to go offline and someone starts a chat on Facebook. And what can you do then? This vicious cycle continues, generally until it’s time to go to bed.
I did a little work this evening though. I’ve a test on Co-ordinate Geometry in the morning, and really hadn’t much of a clue of it. Not that I have much more of a clue now, but at least there’s not the same level of guilt. I still have two theorems to learn. Dear lord I hate theorems.
I stayed after school for an hour or so today to work on the magazine. We didn’t get a whole lot done on the computer; it was more drawing out a plan and deciding what’s going where. And looking through photos of Plugd and Daithí and floods and such on a USB. Very productive. There was also the obligatory conversation about Our Lady’s Hospital as we stared out the window at it.
I’m thinking of going into school on Friday on my day off to work on the magazine. For some mysterious reason InDesign vanished off my laptop, so I only have Photoshop now. I might as the art teacher for the school’s copy of InDesign so we could work on it at weekends and over mid-term and the like. I’m not sure will she give it to me though… Maybe a bit of a down-on-my-knees-begging job could do it.
I’m going to start something new on the blog, for a bit of variety. Two ‘features’ so to speak that I’ll post maybe once a week or so. I am aware that rambling about my day is awfully boring, so I’m thinking of a list format post every so often. Lists are very readable; people like them. I’m also going to make more of an effort to post photos. They’re not going to be works of art, but just random things I see on any given day. Like today, for example, I might take a picture of my Converse on the floor in this room. That kinda thing; nothing exciting.
But now, two lovely theorems await, along with every question on the Digestive System that has ever come up in the Leaving Cert.
Oh. The. Joys.