The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude is more important than fact, education, money, circumstances, failures, successes, or what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness, or skill. The remarkable thing is we have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, our attitude.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Winter 2011, Round 2
Today is the first day of winter, and for me this means my second bout of winter this year...and it won't be my last. It's funny because we had the wettest autumn that Melbourne's experienced in the last decade, yet now that it's winter, it's one of the nicest days, with a top of 19C (or as we would say at home, a high of 66F). The sun is shining and taunting me because I'm inside studying. So far, I've stuck to my study plan and have been doing well, but I don't know how much longer I can keep it up. Finance makes me highly unmotivated...I can't tell you how happy I am that it's my first exam so that I can get it over and done with. June 10th really can't come soon enough at this point.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Done, Part 1
Part 2 will come after final exams have been completed, but for now, there is a sense of accomplishment in the air. Friday was the last day to have lectures and labs, but many professors have students turning in assignments throughout the next week. Thanks to comments and corrections from a helpful editor I have fixed up my last paper and submitted it a couple of hours ago. I am officially done with assignments for the first semester, and it's crazy to look back at everything that I've done in the last 12 weeks. 9 or 10 weeks ago, everything seemed so ominous...all the MatLab labs that I thought I had no idea how to do and the 3000 word term papers I was told I would need to complete. And now that's all said and done and all that stands between me and my first set of marks (grades in American English) are the all-important final exams. I have two weeks until my first one, and then from there it's four exams in 10 days. After that, a month off until we start all over again. So far so good, and hopefully things stay that way.
House Hunting
It's no secret that I have been unhappy with my current landlord, and recently I have been contemplating moving out. I have been undergoing a house search, coming up mostly empty-handed until yesterday. I finally heard back from one of the people I called and I was able to set up an appointment to meet her and check out the apartment she had advertised. It's not too far away (1.5km) from where I am now, but the neighborhood feels completely different. It also seemed as if it was meant to be because as I walked up, I found that the apartment sat right next to the Engineers Australia building. I walked up the stairs to the top floor and was greeted by Liz, the girl I had previously spoken to. The apartment was open and bright and the room that I would be taking over had a nice double-sized bed (an upgrade from the twin that I've been sleeping on), desk/desk chair, and closet. I would have this room to myself, but would be sharing the bathroom with one of my roommates. Two other girls live on the second floor of the unit, and each have their own rooms and another bathroom up there. The kitchen is nice, with an actual stove and full size fridge, so I wouldn't have to continue to cook everything in the microwave. And also, one of the best parts is that I would be saving almost $400 per month!! And that includes having internet in my room, finally! I am pretty sure that I'm going to end up taking the room, but I told Liz that I'd sleep on it until Monday and then give her a call. The only concern I have is about getting out of my current lease. With all that's been going on with the management of my current place, I'm sure that in some way it will become messy. But with all the grief they've caused me, in the end, it will still probably be worth it.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Chicken Leg: 1, Carter's Hand: 0
So today was my last day in the classroom for semester one of grad school. I only had one lecture, Cellular Biomechanics, and we presented our term projects to the class. There was a wide range of projects topics, and one included using chicken legs to model fractures in the human leg. The group presenting actually brought in some chicken legs so that we'd have the chance to see first hand what happens under different types of loading conditions. Donned with safety goggles and winter coats, we went outside and began breaking the bones. First we started with a torsional load, which we found resulted in a spiral fracture. Then we grabbed hold of both ends of the leg and tried to snap it in half. Well, the leg I broke ended up lodged in my hand. One of the sharp edges found it's way under my skin and sliced it. It was nothing too terrible, but lab protocol required me to get first-aid treatment. A good washing/disinfecting and a few band-aids later and I was back in class, no worse for the wear.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Feels Good to be Free
After years of battling with my athletic trainer, I am now safely halfway around the world where she can't possibly catch me doing things I'm not "supposed" to do. Now I know that she always had my best interests at heart, but we often times butted heads because of our differing opinions about what I should/should not be allowed to do in the gym. And yes, I am now talking about the gymnastics gym, and yes I did find my way to one last night :)
Gymnastics was my first true love and unfortunately in college I was not able to do it (physically) as much as I had hoped. So when the opportunity found its way into my lap last week, I dove at it. Even though I'm 22 and have dedicated the majority of my life to the sport, it still excites me and makes me happy when I get the chance to do it. And last night, I got that chance. It just so happens that last week I stumbled upon someone carrying around keys on a "Gymnastics Australia" lanyard and after asking him about it, I found out that a gym about 7km away offers adult gymnastics classes three times per week in the evening for a couple of hours. I actually first attempted at going on Monday, but got very, very lost, so I ended up turning around and just heading home. Last night, I was successful, though the journey didn't go flawlessly. I almost gave up when I looked up and saw a ring tower through some glass doors, so I knew I had to be in the right place.
I walked through the doors and felt the chalk entering my lungs; it was a wonderful feeling. I got acquainted with the coach of the class and met some of the members. I wasn't expecting anything...I just wanted the opportunity to flip around and play. But the class was actually pretty structured, with rotations and everything. After moving through some basics, I found that things actually came back to me pretty quickly. I didn't even really see too many stars. The highlight of the night was pulling out some front tumbling. The coach was great...not holding me back, but allowing me to do things even if no one else was doing it. And I had the added bonus of not having to look over my shoulder every two seconds to make sure that no athletic trainer or coach would see me and cast me a stern "what do you think you're doing" look.
If I'm being honest, I have to say that my joints were feeling it by the end of the night (I don't think my ankle has been put through that much range of motion in about 15 months)...but after two surgeries and for my first time back, I think it went pretty well.
Gymnastics was my first true love and unfortunately in college I was not able to do it (physically) as much as I had hoped. So when the opportunity found its way into my lap last week, I dove at it. Even though I'm 22 and have dedicated the majority of my life to the sport, it still excites me and makes me happy when I get the chance to do it. And last night, I got that chance. It just so happens that last week I stumbled upon someone carrying around keys on a "Gymnastics Australia" lanyard and after asking him about it, I found out that a gym about 7km away offers adult gymnastics classes three times per week in the evening for a couple of hours. I actually first attempted at going on Monday, but got very, very lost, so I ended up turning around and just heading home. Last night, I was successful, though the journey didn't go flawlessly. I almost gave up when I looked up and saw a ring tower through some glass doors, so I knew I had to be in the right place.
I walked through the doors and felt the chalk entering my lungs; it was a wonderful feeling. I got acquainted with the coach of the class and met some of the members. I wasn't expecting anything...I just wanted the opportunity to flip around and play. But the class was actually pretty structured, with rotations and everything. After moving through some basics, I found that things actually came back to me pretty quickly. I didn't even really see too many stars. The highlight of the night was pulling out some front tumbling. The coach was great...not holding me back, but allowing me to do things even if no one else was doing it. And I had the added bonus of not having to look over my shoulder every two seconds to make sure that no athletic trainer or coach would see me and cast me a stern "what do you think you're doing" look.
If I'm being honest, I have to say that my joints were feeling it by the end of the night (I don't think my ankle has been put through that much range of motion in about 15 months)...but after two surgeries and for my first time back, I think it went pretty well.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Autumn in Australia
Yesterday my friend Bahar and I (she's originally from Iran, but has been living in Canada for the last nine years) decided to enjoy the nice autumn day and get outside. We hopped on the free tourist bus and rode into parts of town that we hadn't seen before. It's really a cool system...there is a tape that runs, telling you about stuff you are looking at ("and on your right you will see...") and the driver fills in with little bits of trivia. When we got to the Royal Botanical Gardens we decided to hop off and take a look around. I'd run the track around the gardens before, but hadn't actually gone inside. We were pleasantly surprised by the colors of the trees and the leaves on the ground.
We ended up missing the bus on the way home, but the weather was really nice so we didn't mind walking back. We enjoyed a nice sunset over the city and the Yarra River, stopped at a coffee shop, and just watched all the people streaming by.
We eventually made it back, refreshed and ready to take on the weekend. We are in three out of four classes together and we both have lots of work to do in this last week before finals. I am in-between assignments right now, so I should probably get back to work. Hopefully I'll get enough done to feel okay about taking the day off tomorrow. We'll see :)
We ended up missing the bus on the way home, but the weather was really nice so we didn't mind walking back. We enjoyed a nice sunset over the city and the Yarra River, stopped at a coffee shop, and just watched all the people streaming by.
We eventually made it back, refreshed and ready to take on the weekend. We are in three out of four classes together and we both have lots of work to do in this last week before finals. I am in-between assignments right now, so I should probably get back to work. Hopefully I'll get enough done to feel okay about taking the day off tomorrow. We'll see :)
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Field Trip
Today we took a field trip for my cellular biomechanics class. We've been talking a lot in lecture about car safety and what can happen in different types of crashes. Today we met at our normal time and took two vans out to the Autoliv crash testing center, just 24km away from the university. We spent about an hour there on a tour and learned all about how they rig up the cars to simulate different types of crashes. We also went to the "dummy lab" where we talked and learned about the different crash test dummies. They come in all shapes and sizes, and are specified for use in testing front end crashes, side impact, etc. It was funny because they are all dressed in what we learned were "standard issue" clothes, including terry-cloth t-shirts and shorts, and navy issued shoes. The baby ones were the cutest, but the fact that they didn't have faces kind of skewed their appearance a little bit. Before leaving we also went to the seat belt testing center, where they test all different kinds of belts. They are put through tension testing and are sprayed with different types of chemicals and stuff to see what they can withstand. It was a fun morning and it was nice to get out of the classroom and into the real world to see how people apply some of the things we are learning about.
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