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me: What am I?They are...? Haha.
the BF: You're a squash.
me: I'm a squash? Why?
the BF: *pauses* I don't know. Squashes are cute.
I have a ricer boy Air Spencer squash air freshener. Say NO to rice.
I like long weekends and short school days.
I like onion rings and turkey avocado croissant sandwiches and clam chowder and Arby's beef and cheddar and chili cheese fries from the Hat. Not in one sitting of course.
So I turned in project four on friday at 11:39 pm.
*falls down on ground laughing*
It's the most hopeless thing I have ever turned in for a grade for any of the 20 series. It is also the first assignment that I have come nowhere near finishing and that didn't even appear to be presentable (unlike ics22's project four that was horrendously wrong--and also hard coded so it looked oh-so-wonderfully right =X). I laugh. I got pretty far but there were just so many files that I couldn't quite figure out what I had done wrong. So I turned it in all wrong.
And here is the point of my post....I'm getting to it.
I rock java. I can read it and write it semi-proficiently, which is more or less good enough for lower-division intro classes. I coded a splay tree out on paper and it was right. I typed the exact same code into TextPad and it worked. I was amazed.
Thank you Damy. I seriously could not have done it without you. Man, if it weren't for him I'd probably be taking (and failing) ICS21 for the third time at this very moment. He put in so much extra time and effort helping me, it's insane. Thanks for seeing me through =)
And I'm still searching for your CD mon...I'm getting increasingly panicked...
So hell week is over.
Yes, as stated below I did go out to check out the meteor shower. I was really too tired to drive out to someplace dark and remote, so I sort of wandered down the stairs and out to the balcony. I didn't expect to see anything, what with the full moon and the well-lit complex, but I managed to see some anyway. I was on the balcony at around 2:45 am when I hear someone calling to me...crazy girl XL was wandering around that night/morning and had somehow made her way over to our side of Park West.
It was a nice night.
For some reason, when I was watching the sky I felt incredibly lonely...
The mirror has been unkind lately. I seem to have gotten fatter even though the scale tells me I haven' t gained a pound since I've gotten here. So I drowned my dissatisfaction in a whole tier of mint milano cookies.
Hey if I'm going to make things worse, may as well enjoy it.
So while I was enjoying my cookies, hating myself for enjoying the cookies, and plowing through some java code on paper, I wondered if the Kristen Kreuk and Heather Locklear types (aka the thin and beautiful types) know what kind of havoc they wreak amongst the average, below average, and maybe even slightly above average-looking girls. I wondered if they ever looked into the mirror and felt disgusted by the face looking back.
Yeah...I didn't think so either.
Been feeling kinda bummy lately.
I'm going to step outside for a bit to look for shooting stars. Peace out yo.
Finally...an article on this age-old question concerning lesbians.
Guys, read the article and tell me what you think.
Girls? If it makes any sense to you read it and tell me. It still doesn't seem quite right to me.
Okay I'm drinking from a Diedrich Coffee cup and although it says "This Cup Is Golden" on the side I keep seeing it out of the corner of my eye as "This Cup Is Stolen" and then I think wth?! and I do a double take even though I know what it really says but it's just a reflex...
Like that made any sense.
Anyhow, I've done about three double takes. I'm not going to do any more.
Jack Johnson is a coo foo.
As is Chris Ender Carrabba.
Both have very innovative lyrics. Waha.
I'm tired and buzzin on coffee right now. I drink it--once in a while when I need it. Works better that way.
Time to peace out.
While lounging around on the floor...
DJ: Hey Kelly...And when I walked into the room after DJ's glasses were taken...
DJ: What do short people think about?
DJ: You look really pretty when I don't have my glasses on.He can be so mean. But he did bring us raspberry cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory. That was the first time I've ever had Cheesecake Factory cheesecake, even though I've been there several times. DMan, DJ, and roomie M had never eaten there before there. I was shocked.
Cheesecake Factory is some goooood stuff. Shoestring onions and a Navajo sandwich. Yum.
Check out this mos def fascinating link compliments of DMan, who's the man when it comes to giving me the mos def fascinating links. This one's a little risque, but there are some amusing little ditties on it. Think etch a sketch and (of course) the eiffel tower.
Trying to get my lazy arse into gear. I've got homework regarding circuits and waveforms due on Wednesday (and you all know how much I love circuits and waveforms), a midterm on circuits and waveforms on Thursday (shoot me now), and a lab due on Friday that more or less looks like a tangled web of java files that I somehow have to figure out (okay shoot me now).
It would be so much nicer without the circuit-y waveform-y stuff. Me an' java are down.
I'm at work right now, by myself. J left me out in the cold. J the supervisor is coming in around 3-3:30-ish. Blah.
I have breadsticks. I want to eat them. I'll eat them when mr. supervisor comes so I can leave the front desk to go grub and maybe even drink coffee naked.
My side of the room is much neater.
My workload looks much more do-able.
My eyes are bugging the hell out of me.
But that's okay because DMan is making a special delivery to brighten my night.
Tonight will be some heavy-duty papering and lightweight programming.
My very wonderful ECE friend R confirmed my wavelengths for question #1 on my ICS51 homework. R deserves a round of applause.
I hope he comes back. I need help on #3.
You know I should get this on tape.I meant to wake up at 12am today to get started on my homework, I set my alarm and left my light on and everything. I don't know what happened but when I opened my eyes my alarm was off, my light was off, and it was 11:30 am. I really am turning into Sar. Except she would never sleep that long. 10:30-11:30...eleven [thirteen...THIRTEEN you doof...] hours. Blasphemy.
Haha and give it to any prospective wives he has.
Yeah...you know if it ever got out you'd be living a very lonely life
-Said to J after he made some very sexist comments.
Went to the Long Beach aquarium yesterday. My mom had a performance there and she was allowed to bring one guest who would get free admission, so she brought me. I think I prefer the aquarium to the zoo.
Now I have to get showered and start on my homework and maybe start Christmas shopping if I get enough homework done before it gets too late. I also have to drive back to Irvine today. The weather is peachy.
Last night was the third night in a row of four-ish hours of sleep and no naps (with the exception of a small one in lecture and a great resting of the eyes w/o sleep Tuesday evening). It's beginning to take it's toll. I'm definitely going down for a nap after work today =\ My eyes burn.
It's been rather nice at the apartment these past couple of days. Let's hope it keeps up for the remainder of the year.
Midori, your Emotional IQ is 126.
This number is the result of a formula based on how many questions you answered correctly on Emode's Emotional IQ test. But your Emotional IQ score is much more than just a number: it's an indicator of success. Research has shown that people with high emotional intelligence scores — not necessarily those with the highest IQ scores — tend to be the most valued and productive employees and have the longest and happiest romantic relationships. So, where are you most emotionally smart? Your test results show that your strongest suit is perception — your ability to pick up on what others are feeling. Because of this, you are unusually good at reading people's verbal and non-verbal cues. You're especially aware of the subtleties of people's actions, and can feel out the vibe of a situation better than many. That gives you and edge many wish they had. People with high perception skills like yours, however, tend to rely on them to the exclusion of others. As a result, they sometimes have underdeveloped abilities in other realms of critical emotional intelligence like managing emotions, empathy, and being expressive. To truly excel in life and know how to relate to different people, you need to balance out the different kinds of emotional intelligence. Research indicates that if people who are strong in perception can work to increase their overall emotional IQ score, they can prepare themselves to handle any interpersonal exchange with amazing skill — especially by learning to be empathetic and by being able to express what it is they are feeling or trying to say. And the good news is that people who try to improve their emotional IQ have far greater success than people who try to improve their IQ.
Completely raped two out of three of my midterms.
Still waiting on the third one...I don't feel so confident about that one...
ok some woman just came in here all paranoid about our wireless computing and microwave crap and i don't know what she was talking about but i just checked a computer out to her and she's using it but i bet she's a a-scared of getting brain tumors now.
She's one of the international students. I can't place her accent. Spanish? I dunno.
It's me. I'm back. I took all my midterms. Anxiously awaiting the results. I've got an AVL tree to code up and it must be done by this Wednesday so the bf and I can go take advantage of our free 8 Mile screening tickets. Which means he must finish as well.
Hm. I'm at work. I'm tired. Anyway...
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