MCAT Prep

After a good two and a half months, the prep course finally ends.

It's hard to judge whether or not Princeton was good in the sense that I have never taken an MCAT prep from another company, nor any prep courses in general. Without a reference point, how do we go about judging something? Base value I suppose.

In terms of materials provided, Princeton provided us with a lot of stuff. Textbooks, practice questions, practice passages, access to old MCATs as well as their own tests that are structured the same are all things that they have prepared for us. It's a lot... and I'll never get through all of it. Now provided that I had started when the course itself started, and kept up on a weekly basis, this probably would not have happened.

In terms of teachers, I was probably expecting.... more? I somehow envisioned us being taught by a bunch of extremely knowledgeable professor types that were ...hardcore or something. Instead, our teachers were really just people that are in that field or have taken the prep course before. Not to say that the teachers don't know their stuff... but I was hoping it'd be a bit more professional. They (most of them anyways) taught pretty well. Especially the General Chem and Biology teachers.

So now what?

Another 14 days or so till I write the test. There hasn't really been much improvement in practice test scores either. Maybe I'm not understanding the material? Maybe I don't really understand how the questions work? Or maybe I just don't understand.

It's going to be a mess of frustration, studying, more frustration, self-bashing, anger, a bit of studying, reviewing, giving up, a dash of frustration, and maybe testing how hard the wall is against how hard my head is.

Oh right. More dreams. But none of them make sense. Nor does my mind. The thoughts... clash. Despite understanding the concept and the reasoning, the mind refuses to accept it.

Whatever.

To the library.

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It's too early to be witty.

Not that I'm making the claim that I'm ever witty.

In other news...

Yet another dream. It's weird. I don't think I've ever had consecutive dreams for so many days.

Started off in some class room where the teacher was telling us the world was running out of adipose. Which makes no sense because adipose tissue just stores fats in our liver and muscles. So we're running out of fat? I don't know.

Then I was home, but I don't remember what happened here.

Then we were on a school bus that was stopped, and instead of waiting, you decided to take the fire exit. Apparently I was expected to follow but I didn't because you never told me to. Anyways, a cop car started chasing you, but you hid behind something. Then the bus started to move and it turns out we were on Crowchild because we stopped at the bridge by the LRT station.

There's a huge crowd there and a barricade was built, waiting for you to come crashing through... on our Highlander. Don't know how I knew you had the Highlander.

Then I woke. I thought we were just going out for dinner... how did all of that happen o___o?

Time to study. Again.

The 3rd Century

The arrival of the new century is certainly something amazing to behold.

Everything is new. Everything is different. Everything is changed.... for the better.

Indeed there is much that has changed. New technological advances benefiting mankind, an unprecedented level of peace and social order has been achieved, no more wars or fighting...

Yes, certainly this is the 3rd Century... of posts.

Welcome, to the future.

(Until tomorrow).

In other news...

Yet another dream? More vexing than the last. Apparently we were all kids and being recruited into the army of some dictatorship type group. Except for some reason we went to them instead of them crashing through our houses and kidnapping us. The journey involved grabbing onto a balloon and floating to this army guy to give him a letter. We weren't the only ones going by dangling balloon.

The camp or whatever somehow broke down into Chinese school... again. Except this time there were more people from high school there. Which is confusing. Weirder still was that the school was actually at a large mall of some sort. For some reason me and a bunch of other students buy a drink from some shady vendor guy at the front of the school... but we're supposed to?

There was free ice cream. As I'm eating it.... I pass by the band shop and Ms. Wish was there... then I realized that I had band after lunch and I forgot my instrument.

Then the dream reset.

Everything began to happen from the start, with a few minor changes: I fought with someone for the balloon, we decided to read the message before giving it to the army man, and I failed this initiation test thing that I passed, and was now ranked the lowest (lowest of what I'm not sure).

Then you were there, running the pizza stand again. I got pizza and you gave me a note that read urgent on it.

I woke. What was so urgent?

Leaky tires make for difficulty biking uphills. But then again, that's analogous to the uphill trek of being in university. The analogy hurts... my legs.

It's hard to derive a tone from text messages and because of that, we probably apply what we want to think the tone is to the message. Probably not conducive to proper conversations or arguments.

Got everything for my laptop up and running again. In a sense anyways. I'm not too worried about it working optimally anymore. If it gets the job done... then it's good.

I drive rashly when my mind is frazzled. Need to be a bit more careful. Probably.

Well, there's a practice test to write and my mind is already fried.

It's going to be another lovely day.

That HPdv5 Returneth

My laptop has returned. Joyous occasion (ala Wereley style).

All my files are gone.. so I'm in the process of restoring them from a harddrive. The only issue is that I saved those files back in May, so anything in between is missing. Which is a darn darn shame because there are important things like: my expenses (that I finally got on after 2 years), FF + other game music (from RChoo), and my Engl239 presentation (Oh snap, I still have it on dropbox.. well then, I guess I still have it XD).

I guess those were the more important things. Oh, and message history on msn, I go back to those every once in awhile if there was some piece of memory I needed acquaintance with. Random other things like... my English essay is also gone... I worked so hard on it too =/. I had all the spiffy revised versions too so I could feel good about how much work I put in...

The biggest annoyance is probably having to reinstall or download everything that I had before: Firefox, Chrome, Dropbox, iTunes, and MS Office for example. Other things like my settings, saved ID's on different websites too...

Such a hassle. HP is a huge letdown. It's really what you pay for though, I suppose. It'll take a while to get everything back... but get everything back I shall. I should probably make it a habit to back up my stuff every 2 weeks or so... just in case HP screws me over. Again. (Because I'm quite sure it died near finals time for Winter09).

In other news...

I... don't know what to say. Or maybe how to say it. Because I don't know how it'll come out or if it'd give the right impression. What impressions? Or I'm just afraid I'll make the same mistakes again...again. Or maybe I should just stop thinking about it and say something... because a day of thinking and not doing, especially for this... is ridiculous. And embarrassing. Blaaaaah.

Ultimate today was pretty fun, considering how I haven't played since the end of intramurals. There's still much to improve on, but as long as we all enjoyed it, it's fine. Was nice and sunny out, and biking over was pretty relaxing too. Although my creeping suspicions that both my tires are constantly leaking air is true. How troublesome.

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Man... it's really early.

Chowing on some 排包 because it's so delicious. Threw it into Google Translate for kicks... apparently it's 'Egg Roll'? That doesn't seem right.

Anyways, just browsing over random websites, checking the news... then it's off for another several hours of fun. Whee.

Meanwhile... yet another dream. Except now most of it has slipped my mind. I do vaguely remember being in HK. My mom was really excited about collecting things from Gacha machines. Or maybe they were gifts for purchasing food from somewhere. I also destroyed a few weeks worth of work in a few moments. That's slightly sobering.

To the friend that's leaving... take care D=.

Well, let's get started.

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I feel like I wasted a day.

Day without motivation.

Motivation was lacking.

Lacking in thought.

Thought was everywhere.

Everywhere, my mind went.

Went to my books, it did not.

Not thinking rationally.

Rationally, I should study.

Study, body and mind.

Mind you, the results are of my doing.

Doing what is right or what is wrong.

Wrong.


In other news...


Friden was sorta interesting. Ridiculous prices (for a bar) probably explains why it attracts so many people. My ears kind of still hurt from the blaring music and screaming people. Also, I probably should've ate before I went.


JChoo's afterwards was fun too. Rockband is always fun to play, and at least these guys are more open with singing. Speaking of singing, JChoo's definitely got a few songs where he can totally nail practically all the notes. Japan Dogs were delicious too. Or whatever you call them. Sausage wrapped in seaweed on a hotdog bun with wasabi mayonnaise. Nom.

Also watched Shutter Island while there. The buzz word we used was 'Teddy', where every time the word popped up, we had to drink. That word wasn't used much. Unluckily for one, him falling asleep early meant that the keyword resulted in facial contact with a marker. Shutter Island itself was an interesting film. I think watching it a second time would probably allow me to pick up on things that the ending revealed. But... another time.

We finished watching the movie at around 6ish in the morning? Wasn't that sleepy, but they were... so rather than sitting around and wait, I just decided to walk home. Which became a 50 minute trek through the neighborhood and a bit of the mind. It was surprisingly chilly in the morning.


Well. Bed time. Another mcat to write on the 'morrow.

Impulse Purchases

Offshoot from a discussion with my brother regarding online shopping...

The scary thing about online shopping is the ease with which it can be done. From your very seat (maybe the seat that you're in now), you can browse thousands of products and make a purchase, all with the click of a button.

Online shopping is definitely useful, especially for buying things that aren't sold in your region. It's only online that you can find incredibly weird and fantastic products like the watches from Tokyoflash or Magnetic Silly Putty (which is seriously awesome. Come on. Magnetic. Silly. Putty).

However, because of how easy it is to make the purchase (as stated: with a few clicks), you often purchase things before you've thought it all over: can you really afford it? Is it necessary? Do you need it? What else could you buy with that money? Personally, I have made a few impulse purchases. I have been using them though (games, books), for the most part anyways.

The internet doesn't make it any easier for you, nor would they because they want your money, remember? Flashy signs, discounts left and right, constant emails of new products you can't be without, it's dangerous out there.

But what about purchases in person? You're bombarded with discount signs and whatnot there as well, no? A difference here is that you get more time. Going to the store, finding your object of interest, waiting in line... that all adds up. It gives you more time to think. The thinking part's important.

That's probably what kept me from buying the Grand Emporium anyways. Maybe.


In other news...


I beat Puzzle Quest 2. The story... made no sense. Or rather, I still don't know what the point of the story was... or ever remember what it was about... at all. Then again, the story was never the main draw of playing Puzzle Quest. It was always more along the lines of playing Bejeweled with an RPG-twist. So fun yet so frustrating sometimes. I think I spent about 15-20 hours? There's no in-game clock... so actually it was probably more.


Less than 20 days till I write the MCAT. Scary.


I wonder why random instances of the day (words, figures, objects) can cause so much frustration. I should work on the whole 'lower expectations' thing, I'd probably be happier with life. Not an A? No problem. Rejected? No problem. Not playing that well? No problem. Studying isn't coming through? No problem. No more chocolate? No problem.

書 . 讀 . 死

書 - Meaning 'book'
讀 - Meaning 'to read'
死 - Meaning 'death'

However, depending on the way you arrange these words, they can mean different things.

死讀書 - Meaning all you do is study. You do nothing but study. No entertainment, no hanging out, no relaxing, study study.

讀死書 - Meaning that what you study is metaphysically 'dead'. You only remember things and facts, but know not how to apply it.

讀書死 - Meaning you study till you die. As in, you study to such a point that you ignore everything else, consequently dying.

The words are the same, our interpretation of them is what sets us apart. Here's to hoping I don't study till I die. Although I doubt that'd happen since I'm too lazy.

Speaking of which, my mindset is flitting between despair and whatever.
To many things. Too many things.


In other news...


Made a visit to the Lego store. It's was pretty awesome. Lego lined the store walls, there were mini displays everywhere, and I totally loved the backwall. The backwall was just a giant wall full of individual Lego pieces that you can purchase by the cup (i.e. buy a cup, fill it with whatever pieces you want, build, happiness). Didn't end up buying the Grand Emporium like I wanted to, probably for the better (more on this in some later post). Instead purchased a smaller Creator set because I realized that I could better spend $200. Not to mention my brother'll probably buy it sooner or later. Also because I enjoy the building process more than having the actual thing.


Consecutive nights of dreams. It's... weird because there's some common element between all of them, even if the contents themselves are not the same. My subconscious is definitely messing with my consciousness. Thanks.


Physics is awesome.
Marvel Vs. Capcom 3 is featuring Amaterasu from Okami. This just makes me that much more excited.


Those msn virus things are getting slightly more sophisticated. Before it was one message that's all "omg, check this out" or "hahaha, do I look fat in this picture?" followed by a link that'll infect your computer. Oh noes. Now it'll say "Hi" first, and it won't send the next message until you send something first. Ultimately, it leads to a link of virus infecting capabilities, but it's sort of neat. Although I don't know anyone that would talk on msn with such a tone, nor would that person talk to me normally on msn anyways... but I'm sure there are those out there that'll fall for it. Right? Right.

The Non-Conformist Within the Dream

In a sense, the dream felt like a sort of framed narrative because it was more like a story within a dream, anyways...


Somehow, I was back in Chinese school. And I forgot to do my homework (oddly, it felt like I've been to this Chinese school in a previous dream, so maybe I'm revisiting o___o?). This girl was nice enough to help me finish it before class started, and luckily the homework wasn't very difficult. It was one of those 'use these terms and phrases to make a sentence' type questions. When delving into the passage from which these terms originated, the dream world shifted and I found myself in the shoes of the character in that story: a butler.

I became the butler to the daughter of a wealthy man. She gave me the impression that she was rather...snobby? She also has a crush on some guy in her class (I'll refer to as Guy), although I never did find out why. The weird thing about this story was that all the characters in the story conformed... except Guy.

In the classroom, all the students were discussing this actor that they all really liked, and when Guy exclaimed that he didn't like the actress, the whole class descended into an unnatural silence. Everyone stared.
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Later, during an assembly (in the gym?), they were talking about some famous political figure and how no one liked him. We somehow started going from person to person, asking if they liked said figure and every time a person said 'no', everyone would slip into a fit of delirious laughter. That is, until Guy said he liked the person. More staring, more unnatural silence.
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Now I'm walking my ...master (i guess?) to her favorite club, and she's complaining like mad about Guy. (Memory's already starting to slip.. hmm). I started to give her a few questions: is his nonconformity that bad? Just because he doesn't like what you like, is that wrong? Just because he's a bit different, why must you all be so shocked? She didn't say anything, but upon arrival to the club, she whispered something in the bouncer's ears, and I was no longer allowed into the club while she went in.

So just because I said something she didn't like, she would no longer accept me either? Odd. Or perhaps she was just a little mad. The bouncer then pulled me to the side, and started serving me bread. o___o. So the bouncer is also the owner of the club? It certainly felt that way. Then another guy appeared, but he recognized me as the actual me. Also rather odd.

Then I woke.


Not entirely sure what the dream meant. Maybe I'm secretly afraid of not conforming with others and being singled out? Or maybe it was just that: a dream.
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In other news...
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It's only about... 24 days till I write my MCAT? It still feels so far away... yet I know there's a lot of stuff that I'm not able to do yet. But why do I feel no motivation to study? Actually, I don't really feel motivation for anything right now. This isn't going to end well.
whnthdrtnpsss,whtthn?Fndmntlly,tmycr,ystillwllntccptmbcsofwhm.

Played a little of Metroid Prime on the Wii. The game was originally for Gamecube, but was republished as part of the Metroid Prime Trilogy set. The controls using the Wiimote as opposed to the GC's controller feels... weird. Hopefully I'll get used to it (well, I'd better if I want to beat the game).

Super Mario Galaxy

...Is now completely done! Sort of.

Being a Mario game, it would be wrong not to collect all the stars, no? Well, technically speaking, there's another 121 stars I can get because upon collecting all 120, you can replay the game as Luigi. When you collect all 120 again with Luigi, then there's a final one. However, I am hardly compelled the replay the game so soon. Then again, I never collected all the stars in Sunshine either... but that's because keeping track of all the blue coins in each world (30 in each) was too much of a pain.

As a Mario game, Galaxy does keep up the Nintendo standard of brilliant visuals and music. Visually, the game was crisp and all the colors were bright and easy on the eyes. Nintendo shows that you don't necessarily need HD to make a game look good. Musically, the orchestrated music gives the game a much grander feeling, which is acceptable since we're not playing in outer space and all. There's a good mix of remixed classics and new music that makes the game pleasing to listen to.

The stages presented in the game are all varied and unique, making exploring each new world rather exciting. The biggest twist to gameplay this time around is the gravity manipulation in each of the stages. You can run around and entire sphere or random objects that exert their own gravitational force on Mario. It's dizzying sometimes.

Difficulty-wise, there were only a few stars that were really difficult to obtain, but none of them were so hard that I wanted to break something. Okay, there were a few, but that's mostly due to control / camera issues (more later).

My biggest gripes come from the controls and camera issues in the game. Being a platformer, being able to control your character as well as manipulating the camera is key to not falling off to your perpetual doom. Control-wise, Mario's Bee suit is way too floaty and the Spring suit is nigh impossible to direct. Underwater movement is also rather unbearable. Most games that I've played have been unable to do the underwater thing correct, which is a shame. Camera-wise, there's no easy way to move your camera so you can see where you're jumping to sometimes, which resulted in me falling off way too many times. Also, with camera shifting when you're upside down or left side up or whatever from running around floating objects, controlling Mario also becomes a bit messy.

Overall though, 'twas fun. I'll wait a bit till I play Galaxy 2. There's other things to play for now!


In other news...


Getting half an inch of splinter lodged into your hand is not fun D=. Nor is cutting a friend's hands. Also, in the span of 36 hours (Friday afternoon till Saturday night), I only ate one meal, which was probably not a good idea.


Was looking forward to building Lego yesterday, but apparently lines were extremely long (going into the shop, and paying at the cashier), so that never happened. Apparently the cashiers were having difficulties making things work, so each transaction took way too long. I can't believe his gf waited for so long. The limited edition Lego rodeo set isn't as epic as I thought it would be, which is slightly disappointing too.


It's only been a week. Only? Only. Long week. Is long.

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It's been awhile since I've had a legitimate rage stroke.

So many things to gripe about and they practically fit into two categories in some way, shape or form: disorganization and wasting time.

I'll save things for later (maybe) because there's an intense desire to use expletives right now. Intense. Desire.

The only bright part of the day was near noon, and that lasted for all of 2 minutes. Then it was ruined and now my mood is akin to the weather outside: brooding, dark, lightning bolts. It's lovely.

I just want to get this over with so I can get on with whatever.

Or that I could talk about it.


In other news...


I can't wrap flat presents.


Being stared at by kids was awkward.


English mark is finally up. It was disappointing. I probably screwed up the final really badly. That and our group project probably didn't go over that well. Shame because that's probably the last English class I'll be taking (for the foreseeable future) and it was my best chance (so far?) at getting an A. Depressing. It really is.


I am hoping that 8gb will be enough so that there won't need to be switching out music every once in a while... although 8gb hardly seems to be enough for me right now. It's also green because silver and purple don't look as nice. That, and I am bias. Very bias.


What. Ever. >___>.

Save Points

Save points are wonderful.

Save points can be objects, a location, a gate you pass through; whatever it may be, they play a major role: protecting the progress that you've made thus far. Which is of course rather important when you've just: slain a boss, found some hidden treasure, saved the world, etc. etc..

Probably something that people overlook with save points however, is to go back when they've made a mistake in the game. I.e. choosing the wrong option and preventing you from obtaining an item later in the game. This can be a complete lifesaver if the mistake was made later in the game (or even just 10 hours into the game).

Now imagine the convenience of having such a tool exist in our lives.

Having save points so we can save before writing a test. We can write the test, see what's on it, and go back in time and rewrite it. We can go back in time to undo purchasing something that we found out later to be useless. If we accidentally mess up, or do something ridiculously stupid, we can go back and it's all undone.

But this supposed imagining is based on one key assumption: we remember what's happening. Within games, when we go back to the previous save point, our characters (in fact all characters within the game) lose the knowledge after that point. It is we (the players) that still retain such knowledge because we exist out of their plane. (On a side note, it'd be pretty neat if programmers made a character in the game that knew you were restarting the game because of some error).

If we are to have save points, how would this affect our minds? Would we too lose our experience, then once again make the same mistakes? Or suppose that our memories are actually preserved, then would that not remove the need for the save point? Everyone remembers that you messed up, even if you went back to the save point to undo it.

Perhaps another thought is what if only the person going back through a save point retains their experience, and no one else. Whose save point would rule then? Does mine? Does yours? In such a case, the earlier save point would probably overrule the later ones. Which would essentially give power to the older people to continuously overrule all others' saves. Scary.

Sadly, life has no save points. The mistakes we make? We live with.


In other news...


I beat Super Mario Galaxy already (on the Wii, yeah, I have one). I think this was only 3 days after starting the game? Lol. Well, technically speaking, since I've only collected 61 stars (out of a possible 120), I've only played half the game. I only say 'beat' because I've seen the ending credits roll. So technically, I'm not done yet... and it'll be much harder because the latter stars are oh so difficult. Something to work on I suppose. I'll talk more about the game when I'm done with it.

Also speaking of games, I'm really really excited for the release of Okamiden on the DS. This collector's set is awesome. Speaking of collector's sets... I've never really bought one of those, but somehow the Okamiden one gets me really excited. Must've been the good impression Okami left me with when I first played it.

Also on the topic of games, Demon's Souls is ridiculous tough. But we all know that.

Incoherence

Is everywhere.

The mind does not process thoughts properly. Metaphorically it feels like there's a block in my mind. Physically it feels like there's a block in my brain. Which is ridiculous.

Studying's been difficult. Class has been difficult. Thinking in general has been difficult.

If only the mind worked properly.

Or rather this is just whining and I should just focus instead of wasting my time.

Yeah.

That sounds about right.

Speaking of incoherence, have you ever tried conversing with someone that was incoherent? Unsurprisingly, it's incoherent. Also, have I mentioned how I don't like our Verbal teacher? In some sense, he's incoherent because he doesn't know how to teach. As in, whatever he says is incoherent because he doesn't know how to explain things properly (if at all).

In other news...


More rain today. Which was nice. Again. Although I was a bit soaked (and the clothing was still soaked after playing squash), it was refreshing. However, driving in the rain is a different story, and it's a bit heckling at times.


Also, about that hail and its awesome destruction, Science A's greenhouse took quite a hit. Sad to see all those windows breaking, one by one till there's nothing left. Nothing left within either.


The show isn't going to go well. I just know it. But whatever, it's his ideas. Whee.

Hailstorms

Are brilliant.

They're like the awesomeness of thunderstorms crossed with the epicness of giant balls of ices flying everywhere.

Rain.
Cleanses everything, washes it all away, it's like the nectar of life. Acid rain aside.

Thunder.
A brilliant flash, streaking across the sky, an intense clap to announce its arrival. Physics aside.

Hail.
Solid water, soaring through the air, it crushes all. Property damage aside.

That aside... the damage all around the city and on everything was intense. Cars dented, windows broken, leaves and branches torn apart, banners ripped to shreds, sewers clogged, and all that chaos.

It was really nice to hear frenetic rhythm of rain and hail.

Calming. Somehow.

Calgary Stampede

It's been a while since I've been to the Calgary Stampede (with friends). Last year I was in Taiwan. The two years before I think I only went to watch the Grandstand Show... or did I go with friends one of those years? Can't remember.

Going down on the free entry day is always nice since admission prices have skyrocketed (alongside the ticket things you need for rides and games). Entry and games aside though, everything in there is ridiculous expensive, which is the norm for these events since they have to make their money off from us somehow right?

Surprisingly I didn't spend any money playing those random games for plushies. Not entirely sure why but it might be a combination of 'man that's expensive' and 'why do I even need a plushy?'. They had some Pokemon ones there that might've been interesting to have, but my main gripe with the larger plushies that you can win is that they're not soft. What use have I for a unhuggable plushy? None.

Food-wise, I was a bit more adventurous this year, at the behest of another individual. Anyways, there was consumption of: Mini-donuts, poutine, cotton candy, mini-melts (dipping dots?), fried Oreos, fried Mars bar, fried Twix, oh and some granola bars. They're all atrociously unhealthy things... but taste-wise they're surprisingly good. o____o. Expensive too, considering what's going into making the food.

The shows that we watched were kind of neat too. Well, one show. There was this rock and roll / ice skating / acrobatic thing (the actual name escapes me) that was kind of cool. I've never seen figure skating in person, and all those jumps and twirls are just so amazing. The way the can spin.. then speed up... and not hurl is wow? Wow. Acrobatics wise... that guy is super buff XD. Also enjoyable to just walk around the Corral and look at all the wares that people are peddling.

Fun overall ^^.


In other news...


The 2010 World Cup Finals ended yesterday with Spain beating Netherlands 1 - 0! First half of the match was relatively unexciting (I in fact slept through most of it). Second half was a bit more exciting than the first, but nothing really happened till they went into extra time. They really messed up the pace of the game with all their fouls (more than 40) and a lot of yellow cards too (more than 10) including one red card. Shame. Interesting overall.... although the atmosphere and level of playing didn't match up to what one would think be a world cup final's standards.


So about that sleeping through the game bit, I chalk it up to not sleeping enough for the past I don't know how many days? I know I slept only 4 ish hours on Friday night and Saturday night (more like morning). Catching on sleep this morning was pretty good, although it feels like the more sleep I get, the more tired / head-achey I feel.


It always feels like I come up with questions and responses after the opportunity to do so passes. This actually happens way too often, i.e. in class.


Started a game called Demon's Souls. It is excruciatingly difficult. But oh so fun.


Onwards. It's another day...another day.

Internet Anonymity

Blizzard Entertainment's recent decision to replace people's forum names with their actual names has their forums (and the internet) exploding in an uproar.
Gral thad t lithhewl spotind glareie.
What's the big deal?
Thets wer sa muso gnach.
Those favoring their anonymity are using things like 'loss of privacy' or 'internet security' or stalkers or whatever as their ammo. The loss of privacy seems logical enough: 'my actual name is out there! People can add me on facebook! They could find where I live!'. Internet security plays along the same lines of how people can trace all their info with their actual names. Stalkers...again the same thing really.
Damoo y be mai tolnelt gin cabouye se efite sleg.
On the flipside, others are praising the move because it'll be a kind of 'leash' so to speak on all the trolls out there. Trolls are people that 'troll' the forums and flame people because they are noobs, amongst other things. By holding people accountable with their names, the aim is that people will be more respectable when they're communicating online.
Tring th worro, gnospibs le missioprob, l juel naawtts de tost ya thin meamot.
The whole 'loss of privacy' bit sound interesting except that with the onset of Facebook, all your crap is pretty much online anyways. Or maybe the people would rather complain on the forum rather than change their privacy settings on Facebook?
Shelfdisl iy fleet tos ogoo.
Personally this doesn't affect me since I only play the game and I don't post on forums. Of course, this doesn't guarantee that trolls would be exterminated with such a play, it's interesting to see what'll develop later on.
Snord fyr nor beoti n bettag friere.

In other news...


Yesterday was unproductive, to say the least. Was at the university around 10:30ish? Only managed to read over some (not even all) my notes. Did manage to take around 4 naps though (3 indoors, 1 outdoors). The lack of motivation is disheartening and its repercussions will surely be felt. Ugh. Even right now I've already spent half the day not studying, and I have to head out later so I can't study then either.


Also decided to drop the whole Conservation Biology course to take Soci327 instead: Intro to Criminal Justice just because it sounds kick-ass. Hopefully it is because the GPA needs to stop dropping. Standards and expectations are high...


Did I mention that I started to listen to some English rock band called Oasis? They've got some pretty chill tunes as well as some that are a bit more rock than I'd like. Only uploaded a few of them onto Orange-kun (not to mention the song files are massive), we'll move on from there maybe (when my laptop gets back?).
Like a frame shift in a blender: 123212
Or I made a new language.
Right, the headaches are still around. Frequency and intensity are dying down... but I should really sleep more, maybe that'll get my motivation going. Maybe. Meanwhile, the medicine I have to drink is.... delicious. Right.