1. Oh- I didn’t even know you were at university.
What did you think I was doing for the last four years?
2. Mathematics- Isn’t that a boy-subject? What can you do with Maths?
1) Maths isn’t gender specific. 2) Plenty.
3. You got a First?! *surprised* I thought you didn’t specify because you only passed and were embarrassed.
4. Yes it’s all very well you can do this Maths-shaths but how are your rotis?
5. Acha good, uni finished. When you getting married?
6. You know this degree paper means nothing till you find a good boy and settle down. Life isn’t complete without shaadi.
7. Did you meet anyone at uni? *suggestive look* You can tell me, I’m your Aunty.
8. Oh you’ve finished your degree. My daughter got married this year and she’s pregnant. She has a family.
Good to know.
9. Oh you have a job. Will you leave when you have children?
I haven’t even started my job yet. Gimme a chance.
10. Look at the girls these days. They all want to do the job-shob but can they run a home? No.
Thanks for the vote of confidence.
I am sad to say there is no embellishment in this post. In fact most of them are quoted directly. Aren’t people sensitive?
Ahh the plight of a brown girl!
Over and Out!
It been a few weeks since I finished uni for good, finished my full time education for good. Last year I wasn’t ready to leave. This year I am. I have loved Imperial College London. I have never been worked so hard, never had my brain fried so thoroughly, never taken such terrifying exams. At the same time, I have never been so proud of what I’ve achieved or learnt so much so quickly or loved the people around me so fiercely. These four years have been really special.
Despite still living at home, I have experienced independence in a way I had previously not known. My oyster card has been my gateway to London, with which I have mastered the underground. I could sleepwalk my way to Gloucester Road; in fact I probably have…9am lectures are rough.
Anyway I don’t want to gush. The pictures say it better than I could ever describe. *gets out tissues*
The Maths Party during Freshers week
My birthday…I got two cakes.
Went to an event called Shaam held by Pak Soc
At Sussanah’s house
At the Harry Potter Studios
On Queen’s Lawn. Dat pout tho.
After our last exam when we felt (and looked) like crap
Me and James seem to synchronise a lot
Handing in my final year project
I made a video montage with many more pics which can be viewed here, if you wish to experience the full journey.
Over and Out!
Best use of opera music ever.
Of course this is only for the week before the exams. The rest of the year we do fuck all. But still. That week.
Over and Out!
*sweeps away books*
*rips up notes*
*runs out into the sun arms outstretched*
Yes it’s been too long…. but I was working my butt off on my beast of a Statistical Pattern Recognition coursework. I handed it in on Friday and pretty much hibernated during the weekend because I was so exhausted from staring at a screen. Saying I handed it in doesn’t quite convey that actual stress of that day; it would be more accurate to say that I was filling in my name and college details in the lift on the way to the 6th floor where I was supposed to hand it in merely 10 minutes before the deadline. Then because I’m a plum I managed to submit it in the wrong slot and embarrassingly had to beg the lady in the office to retrieve it for me. I think she took pity on me.
The whole point of taking this immense coding course was to alleviate stress later because it would mean taking one fewer exam in the Summer. Maybe it’ll feel the benefits later but on Friday I’m quite sure I had high blood pressure coupled with a thumping headache and lack of sleep. Not the greatest of combinations. Oh well it’s over now.
Since then I’ve been pretty much listening to this on repeat. If any of you need your spirits raising, this song’ll do it. Loosen up. Get those shoulders moving.
Oh and for those of you still reading this and persevering with me:
Over and Out!
Like every other student I promise myself year on year that I will do better, that I will work harder and be more organised. Every year I end up short of my expectations. Nonetheless today I make my annual student pledge to improve on last year (and trust me there’s a lot to improve on).
To really drill it home I’ve decided to publish my pledge here on my blog, immortalised on the internet so that I can look back in shame
when if I fail.
I Aliya, hereby promise the following:
- To read over lecture notes throughout the term rather than in a blind panic before exams
- To tackle problem sheets with the same perseverance I usually reserve for coursework
- To really think about problem sheet questions rather than jumping for the solutions
- To make good revision notes and not get bored of the module after the second chapter
- To not assume something won’t turn up in the exam… because it usually does (just to spite me!)
I really want to do well and leave university on a good note. Hopefully the fact that this is my final year might be the kick up the arse I need.
Over and Out!
Every year, I reach a point during revision where I decide I don’t care. Today is that day.
I am so tired of this. I don’t want to revise. I don’t want to do these exams. I’ve been doing everything to avoid it. I’ll eat, catch up on House, decide to start doing sit ups because sure right now is a great time to start an exercise regime, right? But then I suffer this gut wrenching guilt for not spending my time wisely. All this proves is that I do care. But I wish I didn’t.
I could loosen up and settle for a 2:1. That’s good right? I can get a job with that. Can I live with it though? Is it good enough for my parents? As much as I try to convince myself otherwise, I know the answer deep down is ‘no’ but if I don’t sort this out, that is where I’m heading.
Why have I decided to stay on for another year? Surely I don’t love Imperial so much that I’m willing do this all over again. This is sucking my soul. Please let this be over soon. I don’t want to do this anymore.
*heads back to notes*
It is that horrible time of year again… exam revision. This has got to be the most depressing, frustrating and lonely part of my degree.
Revision means the end of my social life (which I was trying to fit in as much as possible beforehand). I have this bad habit of really letting myself go when I don’t have to go out. It’s only been a few days and my hair is already greasy, I smell like curry, my face is pasty and I’m sitting here at my desk in my onesie. Please no-one ring the doorbell.
This is also the time I will do ANYTHING to avoid revision such as:
- cleaning… everything
- ironing things I never wear
- organising my computer files
- reading old emails because I don’t even know why
- playing Neopets
- watching re-runs of House
- helping OTHER people with their revision
- and my personal favourite…complaining about revision…which is what I’m doing now.
Every year I tell myself, I will makes good revision notes while I’m studying the module and every year I end up making them in April. Such a horrible horrible cycle of not learning from my mistakes. *shakes fist*
To makes things worse, I feel hungry pretty much all the time (I think this some psychological ploy made by my scumbag brain to further avoid revision) so I eat up eating everything so now not only am I not working, I’m also getting fat. Dammit.
It sucks having to sit in my room trying to convince myself to get work done. It’s not like I don’t have any motivation. I desperately want to get a First in every module this year (with the exception of Managerial Economics) but clearly I want to watch cat videos on Youtube more. I am convinced that it doesn’t matter where you start from on Youtube, you WILL eventually end up on baby or cat videos.
Revision is lonely. It’s something you have to do by yourself. To do this, you have to commit to being holed up in your room with only your fan heater and your music for company which is pretty darn sad. The shitty weather here in the UK does nothing to lighten the mood either. My parents, bless them, do so much to make sure I have what I need. They pop in and say hello and bring me tea but they can’t exactly help me when I’m stuck on a proof or if I’ve forgotten how to integrate. Le sigh.
With all this said, so far today I’ve been quite good. I’m on Chapter 5 (of 19) of Credit Scoring and I aim to finish up to Chapter 7. I will let you know how I far I get next time.
Good luck to anyone else who is also revising!
Over and Out!