Tea & Biscuits

Sunday evening I finally managed to meet up with Dmitri. After 2 weeks of an unsuccessful trip to the mall, I convinced Dima to scrap the whole mall trip. Malls are better for shopping and not meeting up for coffee.

I went over to Dima’s house and at Sarah’s insistence, we all had some tea and biscuits. I would of preferred coffee, but Sarah hates the taste of it so tea it was. Sounds old fashioned but I enjoy a talk with friends more than the most “exciting” game or movie. Dima attempted to get me to watch a preview of Jackass 2 and Dexter. As promised, I will watch the first episode of Dexter, but Jackass proved too crazy and silly for me. Sorry Dima, I know you tried.

Before the “tea” party, I helped Sarah and Dima work on Sarah’s assignment. Acting like a snobby writer, I commandeered the assignment. I still persist that most writing needs the golden touch of a good journalist, writer or editor. And I managed to finish up my previous blog. The next ones will be shorter.

Also I received confirmation of someone reading my attempt at journalism. Thank you Sarah for reading my work. You made my day.

Sleepless Night

I meet with my good friend Dima today. While the meeting itself, was nothing new, it sort of got me thinking. Maybe my envy speaks here, since he has a nice house, car, girlfriend and finishes school this semester. I have one more semester to slave through. Yes, Sara was there too.  What got me thinking, is sometimes I feel mature. Other days, like today I feel like nothing more than a 23 year old immature kid. I don’t know how much of my current life I can attribute to luck, conditions or my inactivity.

Needless to say, I did not meet up with Amanda this weekend. Judging by the number of assignments I have and papers she needs to write, I doubt anything will come of my “dating”. Hardly dating, other than a few casual meetings. No other girl currently holds my attention, or seems interested in the slightest. Its not that I feel today, as I used to in the past. Its just that I feel kind of left out.

I can not sleep right now. Too anxious about my assignments. Another 6 due a week type of deal. I can hardly wait for this semester to end, the final assignment submitted. I understand the material well. I just am un-inclined to write the papers.

Better work a bit, before my brain demands sleep.

Traveling at 300km/s

This morning seems to be a continuation of yesterday. The world seems like a blur and time runs like a maddened hare on steroids. So in fact yesterday we did not go on a trip due to inclement weather. Instead I busied myself with school preparations, registering myself for my tutorials, finding where to buy my books, and getting rides. Most of this is pretty much down pat except for one tutorial, one ride back home, and obtaining the books physically. I am bit surprised that the visual computing course has no textbook… strange. On top of that I had to clean up around the house, make a few meals and prepare everything for tomorrow’s trip.

On the tech side, I finally got my USB stick working under Linux again. Now all I need is my SD card, and my Palm to get detected. No work on justCheckers, or my writing of course. I did meet up with Dmitry for a short walk, but getting there was a hassle as pretty much of Kennedy Road was torn up for repaving. Dmitry seems to be settling into his new house, and new semester at Wilfred Laurier splendidly. I convinced Rudy to take that course in databases, because I have no clue how otherwise he will survive the web programming course next semester. He seems to be walking a fine line with his courses… Oh well, times up! I need to get busy, busy again. Bye! And see you on Sunday. 😉

Reality Shifting

Well I am back, after a long delay. Work has finally enveloped my entire life. There are only work, and rest cycles. The slow, dive into the abyss of automaton (drone) life continues. Everyday, I seem to care less and less about my fate. So gradual… I feel oblivious to everything. I loathe this feeling.

I have not written a blog in a while. Most of my friends are out working, moving, on vacation… so no one really has any real time for me. Except Dima, but he is moving… so the weekly walks might also become rarer. Now none of my friends will be living anywhere near me. This is most distressing and upsetting. My only saving grace is the slow process of writing of story. And I mean slow.

I plan to get my other previous non-posted blogs up soon. Maybe very soon.

Two Rocks + Three Branches = Wet Shoes

A glorious Sunday, and a Happy Mothers Day to all you Moms out there!  Anotherday in that recent string of warm weather we started having here in Brampton.Feels like summer is around the corner… or actually already here.

As an aside, my mother’s laywer told me to write/chronicle all the things I did on a daily basis.  Since this is Mother’s Day, and already have had allthe nagging I can stomach for this month… I devote this flimsy paragraph to that subject.  You can comfortably skip this.  Unless you have a secret fetish for house chores. 😉  Anyhow, did the standard routine of washing dishes for each meal and keeping the house immaculately clean.  Dad did breakfast, which makes me so happy, one less thing to do… I am lazy by nature.  Make that extremely lazy.  Uh.  And I washed the car.  Because my Dad was driving ME crazy with it.  And it has been two years already.  And I am lazy (Did I mention that already?).  And dust didn’t accumulate more than two millimetres on the sides, so it never had chance to peel off by itself (strong belief in that after the dirt is two centimetres it auto-cleans itself via gravity).  And hang out some laundry.  That is it.  Oh and I blogged.  But that doesn’t count does it…

Talking about legalizee… I have started to edit it.  I have done many editing session in my short (or old is your age is < 21) life.  Never was it so slow or painful.  It is about as exciting as a slugging match with a wall.A brick wall.  Standing toe to toe.  Or should it be toe to wall?  Anyways…this is almost as bad as a reading Vogon poetry.  Almost.  Without the internal neural hemorrhaging…  No I can’t spell… Tragic.

Finally summoned the courage to call Kat.  No I am not nervous when talking togirls.  Well maybe.  And only if I like the person a fair bit.  OK, like alot.  I was thinking that she would be tired or irritating at me bugging herso often.  But no.  She seemed to enjoy hearing from me.  So naturally, I amwalking on air ever since.  Thanks Kat!

Unfortunately (for me), Kat was celebrating Mother’s Day with her Mom and sister… so no walk.  So instead I pulled Dima out for a walk.  Maybe I should of gone with me parents instead.  😉  Anyways, so first of all we go for the long route… to the end of the park.  Which is fine, but on the way back Dmitri was getting tired of plain old paved walkway.  Actually it was notgood enough for him.  And he saw three rocks in the Etobicoke river/creek, and dared me to jump across…  *sigh*  And I thought I had grown out of the peer-pressure influenced age…  Anyhow after a hop, skip and jump, we found ourselves in the unkempt meadow on the other side.  Being too lazy to retrace our steps… and being too chicken to attempt jumping back across… we set off on a wilderness trek.  Or the Great Adventure.

Dima directed me to write this like some sort of great epic.

So, the two brave, and fearless explorers set off through the tangled mess of grassland.  Each step of the way, beset by strangely lumpy, lumps of grass that made walking similar to that of walking on perilous jelly.  As they trekked across the grassland in the baking sun, the river curved in front of them.  But that didn’t stop them.  No… the intrepid pair devised an ingenious (Dorian quotes “There is no way I am going to cross on that!!!”)bridge spanning a fearsome (small but wet) rapid.  Dmitri crossed first, but in the process almost wrecked the bridge.  His companion, Dorian attempted to fix the damage but the current was too swift… at last he attempted to cross it.  But fell off!!!  Fortunately Dorian managed to save himself (and keep mostly dry except for the left foot).

*pics*

After the incident, the two continued their journey through the wilderness.They encountered more grassland, and then an immense jungle (tangled undergrowth).  Dima came out unscathed while Dorian got stuck a few times on thorns (man-eating thorn bush… ;-)).   When they tore through the jungle (Dima kept on muttering about wishing to have a machete), they were greeted with the sight of two rare waterfowl (Canadian geese).  The pair continued to tear their way through forest and wilderness and plain.  Until they finally reached a grassy hill (with trees), and so a lowly (paved) trail.  They descended down back into civilization.

*pics*

And Dorian went home with a wet sneaker.  *cry*  But we did see a garter snakeon the way back.

*pics*

Anyhow my day ended more or less after that.  Ate dinner (a restaraunt boughtpita with sovlaki, my favorite, yum!), and then started to edit the tortourousdocument.  And then fell asleep.

Disagreeances.

Another day… another dollar. Which is an excellent away to sum up my day. Right.

So I was chating with my good friend, Dima about dating, girls, and relationships. Got into a bit of a row about this theory about male-female relationships, called the “Ladder Theory”. I am not saying that I discredit the theory out of hand or anything. But it felt a bit too shallow. I mean I don’t think like that… I have worked on surpassing my irrational, emotional side and be more rational. I really don’t think it is appropriate to say that people judge the opposite sex, almost purely on sexual attraction. Come on. Hormones and phermones do play an important in a person’s life, but not the central part. Ah well. Maybe it was just the way the person brought it across.

Cry… I was hoping to meet up with Kat tomorrow. Alas, she must find a summer job, so she will be busy that day. Beside it will rain tomorrow. And Dima is bugging me against it… for the longest time. I have not figured out exactly why… but I know he means well. Still what is wrong with occasionally meeting up? Oh well never mind. I might end up going with Rudy shopping, if I am lucky.

As for life, nothing much except idling, working on chores, and being bored. I don’t know why, but things have just sort of died recently. As for hacking, I plan to do more of it. Just not really motivated much nowadays… The highlight was watching an episode of SG-1, which is one of my favorite series (Lost and BSG being the other two). I have not watched StarGate in ages. Fun stuff.

The mlaren is parked neatly in my orbiting super-battlecruiser… the Insomniac. I will drive it again. Soon. After I bombard the planet below a few times. Cherrio!

Survived! Living the Life of a Crab.

Phew! Survived both my exams! Actually did better than I thought I would on the data structures, while the systems programming one was harder than I imagined it to be. Now, if only these results will lead to me passing the data structures course. Anyhow, two weights off my shoulder.

So my “summer” has begun. Most of my time is spend at home… (told you my life could be boring) …dealing with house work. Basically I have become a drone again. 🙁 Also, sometimes it seems that my parents are not even really appreciative of my work. Well I guess I just have to make sure everything is neat, tidy, and done before anyone notices. Naturally that leads to me scurrying around like a little cleaner crab. If only I could as inconspicuous as one. Then I could avoid being noticed, and getting shouted at for being lazy. I am probably exaggerating greatly here. But, hey this is just a blog, and not necessarily reality.

Feeling, sort of isolated with the rest of the world. Everyone else is probably studying still, or partying… or off to work. Really miss being offline, and not having a chance to chat with Kat, or Dima. Sigh… I am a bit of an isolationist, but I hate being lonely. Go figure. Not much has been going on in my sphere of influence on the web. Ah where are you Kat? I miss you. Sorry about not seeing you after the exams, I somehow missed you leaving the room…

Anyhow, I am experiencing happiness of surviving the sandstorm of data structures, but the sadness of standing alone. Strange but often feeling for me… crap, why am I ranting like some depressed maniac???

Serenity before the Storm

[Excerpt from the Art and Zen of Mlaren Racing]
Beware the violence of the sandstorms of Sand Ocean. While the courses seems easy, a sudden sandstorm can blow over leaving many stranded. One must be one with ones vehicle, and be one with the storm. Never exert against it, but flow with its intricate motions. The wise take heed and prevail, while others eat the bitter sands of defeat.

So the exam looms ever nearer… And so does the anxiety. I just don’t feel this one is going to go over smoothly. Please, please, just so I can pass this course. That is all I ask, God. Hence the above passage. The looming sandstorm is just there… waiting and brooding over it next victims. The course is not too bad, but I have done awfully throughout and the professor is known to give evil questions on tests, etc. A massacre in the making… 😉

Still working on the black-ops as usually, concentrating on the visualizations naturally. Not too much progress there. But I will continue on it.

Yay! Chatted with Dima and Sarah yesterday. Funny story on how they met… a mistaken MSN entry. And naturally with any chat with Dima, it degenerated into a crazy, drunken parody about us, Matrix, pink bunnies, the Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, and more. Thanks Dima! That was fun.

Life is the same as always… boring, a bit depressing. Hey, always look on the bright side. Two more passages and a few struggles, and then summer. A week and a half of relaxation is something to look forward to, and maybe a meeting with Katarina. Mmm… I have decided to go wireless with my network. Should be fun… I still have a bit of cash left. So I will grab a wireless router, and an archery set too. Just a bit of research needed, and I plan on getting a nice, (ok half decent) compound bow. Love archery…

Anyhow, as the storm looms on the horizon, I have to brace myself for its wrath. Wish me luck!

Blogging from the back of a Webmail site???

Well here it is my first blog from email. Why? Because I can.

Progress has been made in putting up a working Autotool build script for the revision-sim project. I got a bit lazy, but I plan to write up a few GNU standard docs and work on a code layout. I have to do a
similar thing for the visualize (data structures visualizations) project. Yup, those are my planned black ops for the next little while.

As a side note I have to decide upon a network setup, since I will be getting high speed Internet. I would prefer an ethernet based net, but I last thing I want is miles of Ethernet cable snaking its way around my house like a crazy, thin, blue snake. Most likely I will pollute the environment with a wireless router. Of securing such a thing is a bitch. Not to mention having to put schemes on my machine.  The one thing good from this experience will be some knowledge on networks, and being able to test all firewall, and thingies like that.

I got to meet Sarah, my best friend, Dima’s friend. So he was not making it all up. Go Dima go! 😉 Anyhow I have to run off and study…. err… hack some more. 😉