How was my week?

Monday is a hard day

I’ve been visiting my parents since Saturday. Joined an online lecture, but instead of going to bed like every good student would, he took the initiative at the top and presented a report on operating system processes.

In the afternoon I returned to Moscow. More suburban train I hate only 2 commuter trains. The smell of phantom feces, wherever they sit, the provincials arguing about what beers they will open after the next stop, the great relocation of hares to neighboring carriages when conductors, aggressive grannies, privatized 2 rows and praising the authoritarian regime, established in the country (during the time of Stalin, of course). In order to somehow endure such manifestations of the aforementioned mass, I put on headphones and it saves… But not for long: every 2 stations at the beginning of the car begin to appear county commentators with loudspeakers, from which, the eardrums burst like balloons launched at the Kremlin, and ears twisted into a tube. They seem to have everything: a raincoat, a towel, swimming trunks, a welding machine, ice cream, headphones, a Makarov pistol and contraceptives (I think the most necessary for the carriage contingent) - as they say, everything - from a loaf to a condom, and all of a hundred rubles. I think the only thing they don’t have is another salesman.

After an hour on the train and half an hour on the bus, I find myself at home, where I translate my spirit and sit down to do my homework.

Tuesday and Wednesday are hard days

The night before, having decided to make a difference in my life, I got up at 6:00 in the morning, sleeping the most five hours in the last week. With closed eyes he made coffee and a lab. I went to volleyball and in the evening I met my brother in the craft - a friend-masochist programmer. Overnight we wrote in Java. After a 1.5-hour sleep, he came to the university, where he died two couples in a row. Having failed, he went home to sleep, but since there is a lot of work, and in a day of only 24 hours (which genius came up with this!?), the day’s sleep made up a couple of hours, after which I did my hw.

Thursday is a hard day either

I went to couples, after which I taught mathematics to my sadistic student. Briefly about him: this creature is not deprived of a sense of humor, and therefore for two hours I was a boiling kettle with red eyes (from lack of sleep!). Yes, yes, I had to edit all the puzzles in which the answer resembled at least the number 300. You just can’t imagine how much excitement this beautiful creature has had every time it’s reminded me that killing is worth eight to 20 years, because that’s the only thing that’s kept me sitting in place since these stupid theses like ‘2 {0.5} = 1’, “You can’t hit kids” and all that crap.

Having heroically gone through these trials, I went to bed exhausted.

Friday - so we survived

Extremely happy, since I realize that the work week has ended and the working weekend has begun.

Conclusions

I repent, I am sinful. I could have done much more if I had planned my time correctly and restored the regime. But in order to do that, we have to do all the labs, and in order to do all the labs, we have to find time for them, and in order to do them, we have to do all the labs, we have to…

I wish everyone peace and goodness.