The end of term is fast approaching and I couldn’t be more grateful. I am exhausted both mentally and physically; I think commuting 3 hours a day has finally taken its toll. Over Christmas I have a truckload of work to do (will it ever end?!) but at least I’ll get to do it in the comfort of my home where I can wake up when I want, eat when I want and work on things at my own pace.
I believe I complained about one of my modules (Stat Theory) in my second to last post. You’re in luck- I’m going to complain about it some more. I had my last every lecture for it today *Hallelujah!*. Considering how much I’ve struggled with the course and felt like I had no idea what was going on, I did well in the coursework which has put my lecturer under the illusion that I am competent.
What I realised was that he likes things done his way and I have no qualms about adjusting my notation and methods to suit him. However there is one guy in my class who started arguing with the lecturer today after he got docked marks for doing something in a different way not taught in the course. I wouldn’t have had a problem if he had spoken to the lecturer in private but he decided to start making his point during the lecture in front of everyone about how ‘real’ mathematicians can accept that there are numerous ways to approach the same problem. The lecturer essentially told him to STFU and I thought the guy would do us all a favour and take the hint but he just carried on.
It very quickly turned into a pissing contest where he’d just start pointing out every mistake the lecturer made, even something minor like brackets. At the end of the lecture he was still moaning and he tried asking other students if we supported his view. I said I didn’t want to get involved and he straight up called us all ‘PUSSIES’. My bad. Sorry for not wanting to be a dick to my lecturer who’ll be marking my exam this Summer.
Personally I don’t see why it’s so hard for him to be flexible- surely that’s also an important skill for a mathematician too. Whatever.
On a lighter note, tomorrow I am celebrating the end of term with my friends by watching the new Hobbit movie. Really excited! Hope it’s worth the hype.
Over and Out!
I know it has been a while but trust me when I say I have not been ignoring this blog because I wanted to or because I didn’t know what to talk about. The past week or two, my days have actually become a blur of waking up, taking the train, going to uni, coding and courseworking and then taking the train back home to do more coding and courseworking. I literally can’t tell my days apart. I feel like a zombie.
This has been the most exhausting and challenging academic terms of my life. Coupled with all the work I need to be doing for my fourth year project and the fact that it’s my final year, at times I have been feeling overwhelmed. I just never feel like I’m finished. Every time I hand some work in, I can’t even celebrate or take a break because I have another two to do. It has been relentless.
One of my modules has been particularly bad: Statistical Theory. Even the name is off-putting. Stats and theory. Someone hand me a bucket. I made the mistake of thinking that the course would be decent based on the past papers. To be fair for the first few weeks, it was quite good but after that it got worse at like… an exponential rate. We must have studied sufficient statistics for about 3 weeks- I still couldn’t explain to you what they are. The lecturer, bless him, is erm…oh I’ll just say it…ancient. He’s ancient. He has a tendency to call everything trivial and assumes we know a lot more than we actually do. Coupled with his muttering and frightening hysterical laughing at his own jokes, his lectures can feel torturous. However he always seems so pleased that people are attending his lectures and now I don’t have the heart to leave and disappoint him.
I don’t want it to all sound awful so I shall say this: while this term has definitely been stressful, it has felt oddly rewarding too. Coding is so frustrating- little things can completely mess it up- but when it works you feel like a superstar. Most of Mathematics is like that.
Still I am really looking forward to the end of term so I can hibernate, catch up on my tv shows and just have time to go through my notes thoroughly. More importantly I want to spend time with my family and with my cousins. I have really missed their
annoying lovely faces.
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!
I don’t want to be one of those people who’s always banging on about their exams but this blog is for my thoughts and they’re all I can think about right now. I apologise.
2 papers are out of the way and they went okay. Could have been better. Could have been worse. I’ve resolved not to think about them anymore and just to focus on the next hurdle… which is Group Theory on Monday.
I took Group Theory because my second year project was related to it and I thought I’d have a headstart in the module. I guess I did… for all of 2 weeks and then I was as lost as everyone else. However I don’t regret taking it. Some of the proofs in it are exceedingly clever and I found the course overall really interesting.
But I really don’t want to do an exam on it. There are 65 proofs in the course and I probably couldn’t memorize them all even if I had a lifetime. I am praying the stuff I know comes up and not some obscure lemma that I glanced over.
The questions will supposedly be structured as following: 1 or 2 parts which are directly from lectures (eg. proofs and definitions) and another 1 or 2 parts which is some unseen/ seen similar application.
The lecturer might think he’s being uber generous giving us stuff directly from lectures but the truth is if you remember it, it’s all well and good but if you don’t then you are royally screwed. You can’t blag it and you can’t ‘work it out’. It will usually mean that you can’t do the rest of the question either.
Say you can do the first part of the question, that is no guarantee that you can do the second part and ‘apply’ it. Most of the time, there is some sneaky trick. If you see it, EPIC WIN. If you don’t, may God have mercy on your soul because you’re going to need a miracle to answer the question without said trick.
In many of the questions, he’ll ask us to work something out and that we can use ‘any results from lectures as long as they are stated clearly’ to help. This sounds good right? WRONG. These kinds of questions are awful. In the mock paper he asked a question like that and he ended up using four facts from three different chapters, put them all together and claimed BAM! answer. HOW! How do I know which facts to bloody extract?!
*sigh*. I’ll do what I can.
Over and Out!