Monday, May 8, 2006

bits and pieces

I'm supposed to be working on my programming case study, which is to re-create a very primitive version of Bejeweled. Sounds easy? Sounds fun?

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Think again.

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Anyway, that aside, I think my practical went okay. Whoa, ever since I've set foot in this place all I can think of is my programming. Sad, sad times we IT students live in.

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Just last Friday, when I was *supposed* to be working on my econs assignment due today (don't fret; I finished it with a drop of desperation) I ended up playing Literati with Calvin instead. Damn that guy has some good luck in getting great tiles. T___T The score after was 2-0 before he left for lunch and me to econs lecture. Needless to say, I was lost in the lecture since I missed the Wednesday lecture. gaaaah. And this week's Wednesday lecture is a repeat of Friday. Should I go?

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Let's see; what haven't I done?

-1 more IT in Organizations assignment
-1 more programming case study
-1 more Computer Systems assignment

wheeee....T___T

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Also, I've come to this conclusion: There is no other better person to look for your faults than other people. Since they see things from a different standpoint they usually can view things in a more critical angle. I'm actually referring to yk~ I had spent my entire Sunday cracking my brain and trying to figure out why my display was showing the wrong result. He found it in 5 minutes something that caused me anguish for the entire day.

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I haven't really grown up at all, haven't I? At this point of time people would be full-fledged and at the very least have an independent state of mind. At the very least, be able to voice your own opinions and fear not the fact that you might just get fired back with a bazooka when you fire a pistol.

I'm still afraid of it. That's why I keep to myself, sometimes. Sometimes silence is best in a world where imagination is folly. The problem with me is that when I strike a goldmine in the corner of my mind, I don't note it down. Such a waste, is it not?

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My father has a talent for making some speeches that make you sit and think. Of course, this doesn't apply to alot of people; It works on me, but not on my brothers. Just stating the facts of life and the future that seems bleak because we don't seem to want to grow up and accept the fact that parents are not forever makes everything sound so black.

It actually inspires if you understand the full depth of his words. The idea that he's usually trying to send across is "Do something useful with your life." At the moment, of course I was really wanting to do something, anything to prove to him that I wasn't all that useless.

But I do realize as time progresses, I gradually resume the shameful act of forgetting. People identify with familiarity, but having too much of one thing makes us dependent on it. In the present, since we have not known the full implication of 'not having everything at a whim' in reality, we simply ignore it.