Snowman Studios
Nothing much to report for today. Just went to work and played more Zelda II. I'm now fully leveled and facing the last palace.
I need to sleep more while I am on vacation.
Today was spent playing Zelda II mostly with a little bit of errand-running and church-going.
On my favorite GBA game to play so far, Advance Wars 2, this is what a reviewer wrote:
"I love turn-based strategy. I wish it was used more in real life. Gang fights would be more dramatic and less chaotic if turn-based rules applied. Geraldo would have an even easier time exploiting military maneuvers as turn-based strategy is easier to document. Sadly, none of this happens in real life. Thankfully, I can get all the turn-based excitement I want in Advance Wars. This was a big surprise for the GBA since it doesn't fit in with the system's extensive library of known franchises, kiddy titles, and ports. It's great for gamers that want to awaken their inner Sun Tzu."
So last night I had trouble sleeping, no big deal. It happens all the time. We brought back an extra TV from Pheonix and I set it up in my room. It doesn't have RCA connections, but thankfully the bundle I bought for the GCN came with an adapter for coaxial (I didn't think I was going to use it and thought it was a waste, I was wrong).
So I fired up the disk with the older zeldas. I didn't feel like playing the N64 ones as I didn't want to start something too in depth (when I'm still working on Wind Waker). So I fired up Legend of Zelda. After some frustration with trouble moving around, I conclude that the analog stick is poor for cases designed for a control pad. It works well for most cases, but the way old games played you needed lots of precision and little lag. On to Zelda II: The Adventures of Link. Figuring that there would be less of an issue with this game, I started playing. Less than 24 hours later I've already gotten farther along than I ever did as a kid. Now I understand why they do stuff in Wind Waker to highlight the important information (also realized from watching the 8 year old in Pheonix who got bored fast with games that I enjoy). Kids have trouble picking up on subtleties and don't have as long of an attention span. For those interested, I'm on the Island Palace.
I checked some FAQs out for world maps and such (there are some mazes that would be a pain to go through without such help). One FAQ was all about challenging ways to play the game. One was to stay as Level 1 Health the entire time. He then listed the number of boxes of health taken away by different enemies. Some took away 7 in one hit (so far I only have 6). For those with too much time on their hands...
Also today I have spent a lot of time moving furniture around. I've had enough of it now.
Well, I'm back from Pheonix.
Christmas went ok. There were some parts that were enjoyable, but some bits could have been better. One part about the Christmas season that I don't like is, while I do spend it with family, I don't get to spend it with my friends. For many people, when they go home for break they visit with their high school friends. Well, I've lost contact with them as there were very few who I was anything more than an acquaintance of. Those who I have kept in touch with have become very busy with other aspects of their lives or have moved away.
Well, I'll be back in Chicago in a week and a half; then all will be well.
Wow, San Diego motorists are bad. The conditions here were slippery as it was the first rain in a while, but people were still racing around like they were on tarmac. I almost got rear ended by a BMW who couldn't decide which lane to be in as he charged up into heavy traffic (and my rear bumper). He was then followed by some blonde in an Explorer. Later, sudden stopping required the Expedition behind me to change lanes because there was no way they were going to stop in time. Today ended up being the first day when, as a driver, I felt unsafe because the drivers around me not only have their usual lack of ability but everyone is rushing around. This is one of the reasons why I would say the holidays aren't so enjoyable (aside from the fact that I don't get to spend them with friends).
Yet another trip to EBgames resulted in the purchase of Advance Wars and Super Mario Advanced 2 (Super Mario World) and the return of Super Mario Advanced.
Tomorrow I'm going to Pheonix, AZ for Christmas. I'll be back on Saturday most likely.
Ok, I've setup what I choose as my comment system. To avoid accusations of plagiarism from any History majors (or other fields requiring foot notes), I took the idea and the method from Pat's page (see Tarzan link). Please use it, I didn't do it for nothing.
Other news, I have purchased my second game platform in 48 hours. It is a Game Boy Advanced. I bought three games to go along with it:
Advance Wars 2,
Final Fantasy Tactics Advanced, and
Super Mario Advanced. I need to go and return the last because I thought I was buying Super Mario Bros 3, but it's Super Mario Bros 2. So far I've been playing only Advanced Wars 2, and I think I'm going to end up buying
Advance Wars.
Some stores here have run out of Christmas gifts. I had to go to two stores to find GCNs with the Zelda 4-pack and again to find a GBA SP (no way am I not going with backlit after working with palm pilots all summer).
I have a Game Cube now.
After one of my professors recommended I spend the next six months playing a wide variety of games (which also requires me to get different platforms for game types not available for PS2), I started looking into the purchase of a GCN and GBA. I hadn't thought about it before buying my GCN, but buying it feels like a homage to my eerier days playing NES, SNES, and Game Boy.
I had to search for the bundle that included the old Zelda games, but the first EB store I went to had a bunch of them. The bundle also came with
this game. I don't know if I will like it or not, but the other choice was Spiderman. When I heard my choices, I had a moment comparable to Homer Simpson as he stood at the base of the WTC and was offered Mountain Dew or Crab Juice and said "Eeeewwww, I'll take the crab juice." It turns out the game is backordered on EBgames.com, so maybe it is a decent game, even if I'm not it's target audience. But hey, I'm doing research.
After acquiring a GCN and a GBA, the next step in the progression is obviously an Xbox. I still haven't decided whether I will take such a step yet or not. Carl said he would OK it as long as it was for the purpose of research and only for Xbox only games (I wonder if he'd ever take that back, well I know it will survive a gun at least). If I ever do make such a step, I would buy a used one to reduce the amount Microsoft makes off of me (as well as look for madcat controllers and other parts).
Finally,
WTF!?. I thought these guys were PS2 loyal.
I want to start this off with two links. The
first link is... well, you'll see. The
second is rather amusing. My boss and coworker here in San Diego pointed it out to me. Carl, have you seen any of your neighbors doing something like this back in Kentucky? It's amazing how they fly.
aside from this, nothing big has happened. Tomorrow I might buy a Game Cub if I can find the deal that includes the Zelda games.
I had an amusing day today. First I went to the dentist. It seems that my gums are getting healthier. I wonder if drinking scotch is part of the reason.
Next I fought my way through traffic to get to the Nissan Dealership where my family bought an Altima a year ago. They were able to find the problem for the outside temperature gauge and fix it. Everyone was being very friendly and interested in fixing the problem quickly. I wonder if it had anything to do with the fact that when I showed up, I told them I wanted to do two things and item 2 was to look at a 350Z.
They had only one stick-shift on the lot, and it was a convertible. The salesman was saying that we were going to take it on a side road only because of the traffic. I agreed with him and as I pulled out I gave it some gas. He got very angry at me for doing so. For the next three minutes there was an awkward silence as I thought about the car and how useless this test drive was feeling and my desire to just end it short of pulling over to the side. At one point he asked me if I even knew how to drive stick. It frustrated me to be getting that as I wasn't handling the clutch less than perfectly on a car I never drove before. He was saying that it makes it harder to sell if the customer sees someone driving his future car like that. I referenced when the service woman tried to start my Altima up when it had been on the whole time (they are that quiet). He later mentioned that he didn't want his customers getting speeding tickets as he tries to sell them a car with 287 horse power.
After the test drive had ended, I told him that if he had informed me that I needed to be very easy on the car I wouldn't have used much gas. Despite how this all sounds, I hadn't actually driven the car that hard.
My review on the car is that there are two flaws keeping it short of being a real dream car. The first is the windshield. Now I'll admit that I drove a convertible and I'd buy a coupe, but the part that went above the windshield felt like an obstruction to my vision. The other is the shifter. I had trouble figuring out the gears and feeling comfortable as to which gear I just shifted to. I didn't make a mistake and I probably could get used to it quickly enough (no matter which car I get, I'll have to get used to the clutch).
Onward I went to stop by the Subaru dealership. My main purpose was to see just how close they are to GM. Turns out, not close enough (so all those GM points my mom has won't be of use). I test drove a WRX sedan and it felt pretty good. I think I have made my decision as to sedan or wagon. The last check I made was to make sure my snowboard would fit, and with the pass through I think it will.
It's official: I passed all of my classes this quarter. The lowest grade I received was a C- from databases, but I consider that something to celebrate (as opposed to getting a D).
Today my search for a car continued. I stopped by an audi dealership, but wasn't all excited with the opportunities available for me. The car was getting pretty pricey. I was looking at the A4 with the small engine and AWD, and I would be willing to look at a nicer car like that if I felt the interior would be worth it, but I don't feel that is the case. In comparison to the Saab, the seats were much stiffer and the leather didn't feel as good. Granted, Audi is higher performance than Saab and if you are buying one you get one with more power. Then you need the seats to be like that to hold you in place. But at my price range, it wouldn't be worth it.
I also stopped by Mitsubishi. While they were not able to give me a test drive of the Lancer Evolution, they seemed much more open and friendly about test drives than the dealer in Chicago. I had to be serious, ready to buy, and finishing my decision between that and whatever the other car was. Some day if and when I am trying to decide between a LanEvo and a WRX STi, buying it at this dealership would be nice because both cars are sold from the same dealer.
So when it comes to being realistic, it looks like I'll be getting
this. But first I must find employment.
Speaking of which, I will be working at the insurance office I've worked at for a few years here. So far I have only agreed to work two days, and I need the money. While I haven't hit many barriers yet, there is little guarantee that these coming six months won't be spent playing video games.
Today I went to a couple of Saab dealerships looking for a test drive. I drove one of their 9-3 linear sports sedans (It's the only one I think I could afford). Honestly, if I was to have two cars to drive with money being available but being a consideration, I would have a
WRX STi or LanEvo and quite possibly a
Saab 9-3. I really liked the interior setup, and the feel of the car was nice. But I must have one car to fill all rolls (not like I have the money available for two anyway). So it looks like I'll be getting a Subaru when the time comes.
I contacted my boss from last summer when I worked at Red Mercury. It looks like I will be on my own for finding a job. He expressed a lot of pleasure in the work I did in my time there, but at the moment there isn't another job position in the plan for the company. Oh well, time to job search.
wwhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
I'm done.
Ah, there is nothing like completion.
A new story for my series:
Year: Senior
Quarter: Fall
Day: Friday, Finals week
Main Characters:
Me - Stressed out and sleep deprived, but already feeling nostalgia for graduating and leaving the world of academics.
Prof Ricketts - Logic professor teaching at NU for the first time. Most of his students don't like him nor his teaching style.
At around 9:45 I finally wake up and get out of bed. My alarm had been set for 9 AM, but after several snoozes (7 minutes per press) I was finally able to drag myself out. My room was cold. I wondered if the cold weather was exceeding the potential of the building's heating system, but decided to just get dressed and go to Tech Express to study.
Tech Express was mostly empty. I was glad, less noise to be distracted by. I bought a fountain soda and found a spot in the corner to cram. I noticed a few people here and there around me with the same text book, and even saw Jeremy.
As more people showed up, I decided to leave and find a quieter spot. Figuring the exam location would be empty, I moved there and resumed studying. Shortly there after, someone else showed up and I decided to leave to find another spot. I walked into the tech computer lab just as I realized I couldn't take my soda there. Deciding to give up for the moment on studying, I left my stuff in the exam room (LR2) and went up to Tech Express. I talked with some of the people doing cramming, but quickly decided to return to my own cramming. Once again going back to LR2, I moved away from my stuff and continued to read. A couple of guys came in talking about where they wanted to sit, but once they realized what I was doing, they apologized, moved away, and left me in peace.
Once I finished, I stopped by the Tech lab and wrote a brief blog entry expressing my frustrations among other things. Once I finished that, I returned to take my exam.
The TA was handing out blue books and around noon the professor showed up with the tests. I received mine and went to work. Eight questions. First question required us to give answers but not to give justification. Since there were two possible ways to answer for 4 sub-questions, a monkey should get 50% right. At first I thought there was something missing in the problem, but I was able to quickly figure out what needed to be done and provide my 4 answers.
The second question was taking an English sentence and turning it into schematic notation. Well these usually don't seem too bad, but there was one night where Carl and I spent about an hour working on these sorts of problems and we churned out multiple wrong answers before we got the right one. I reflected on that experience and formulated what I felt was the right answer.
Third question was going from a schema back to sentence form. This is usually easier to do, but there are a couple of small hangups or word choices that could lead to the wrong answers. Either way, it's a fast problem.
Question four was a proof, but the first five lines were already provided. Since the hardest part of a proof is starting the proof, this made the rest a walk in the park. I have finished half the questions and I have only spent 25 minutes.
Question five was to find and prove which schema (a or b) is implied by the given schema. I put this one on hold. Question six was to create a universe that fit the four given schema. Skipped that one too.
Question seven and eight each had three parts. We were to simply answer one of them. Well, right or wrong, there isn't much time you can really spend meditating over these types of questions. Time to get answers for five and six now.
Returning to question five, I once again remembered the many times when I had to ask Carl for assistance. I also remembered that this professor always has b) as the schema that is implied and a) as the schema that isn't. With that for confidence and seeing how a deduction for b) could be done, this wasn't so bad. Unfortunately I couldn't come up with a formulation for proving a) isn't implied, so I just wrote some English out.
For question six, I looked at question one for inspiration. From this I was able to write down a universe that, at least in my mind, would work.
40 minutes have passed.
I took a swing at the bonus question, but I couldn't come up with a proof. The question was, after having the extended notation for our system of deductions, prove that CG is redundant (it's the law referenced when going from (Ax)-Fx to -(Ex)Fx ). Well, doesn't matter, it's only a bonus question.
Triumphantly, I walk up to the desk where my prof sits. He looks up and sees my closed blue book and test and a look of terror appears on his face. A terror that not only does it take teaching experience to feel but a sense of arrogance and malice for one's students. The fear that this student finished this early and quite possibly nailed most of the questions that I might not have made the test long, hard, or stressful enough or that the class was taught too well to not weed out those not worthy of a pass from me.
"Are you done?"
"Yes."
I picked up my stuff and walked out, pleased that it was over.
When I made my last post, I had just finished my independent study project. Right now I'm just about to go into my final for Logic. There is much unrest among the students. The professor taught new material all the way through reading week with the excuse of assigning the reading before reading week and that the classes were "optional". Bull. Anyways, I can't change it on my CTEC, but I know many people who are going to be complaining big time. This guy has too little respect for his students in general and feels that he doesn't have to mold his teaching style to effectively teach. His teaching style is the type that causes people to say "you can save $30,000 by just learning from books in a library." Granted, for an NU student it is more like $140,000, but you get the idea.
Well, my current stint as an academic ends in approximately three hours. Do I feel sad? Maybe a little. School is something that has always been there. There have been good moments and bad ones. There have been various problems along the way. There were many people who I met along the way, most of whom I've lost contact with. How do I feel about my choices? I think I should have considered a certain
school that I tossed aside feeling it was too specialized. Despite what I thought of my time in high school, I feel I went to the right school. Amusing as it seems, I think my biggest mistake throughout my education was listening to my parents too much. Of course, there are always times when one didn't listen to one's parents and was wrong to not do so, but there were times where they directed me a certain way and I missed out on something.
Well, it's time to go earn my C. I don't see myself getting much lower than that as I don't think it would look good on my
professor if 50% of his class his first quarter failed. In one respect, we should all fail. None of us know the material well enough. In the other respect, we weren't offered a sufficient chance to learn the material.
Just so everyone knows, I'm probably going to edit that last post with the story to make it flow better. I rushed it and didn't edit it any. I'll post a message when it's been written to decent standards.
>Go distributed systems!
For those of you who don't notice the sarcasm, it's pathetic that people devote their time and effort to design computer systems to compute such a thing. Granted, this probably was a fairly basic coding project and seems to be intended to use extra computing power (if anyone saw the monkeys doing Shakespeare then you know what I mean). But there are some people who feel that they must design the largest distributed computing system possible to compute all sorts of .... really
REALLY useless crap. Who is that person? My database professor. Funny why I don't think so highly of him. I mean seriously, they could be doing so much more important things with computer science like improving operating system software, making Linux even better, of even bringing better graphics to games and simulators. Oh well.
I've decided today that, as chapters of my life are closing these days, I will write different stories from my time as a college student. Think
Hopscotch but hopefully no one will try to kill me.
My first installment of such a story is as follows (warning, some unpleasantness involving illness):
Year: Freshman
Quarter: Winter
Sunday night, one week before finals week I was having dinner in Sargent Dining Hall. It was like any other Sunday. Usually the food is a little better for Sunday dinner. At the grill, they are preparing grilled chicken. Chicken has always been one of my favorite foods, and grilling was the way it was prepared most often at home (my dad loves to grill, but that's another story). As I ate in, I noticed that the inner part of the chicken was pinkish. The outer part had been dark, so it was obvious to me that they had too much heat on the grill. I stopped eating and move on to other food.
Tuesday morning, I woke up and left my room in my usual 1-minute dash (I didn't even put shoes on, just flip flops). My stomach was feeling funny and I got some food from Tech Express. In class, my stomach felt worse. I returned to my dorm room, skipping the rest of my classes. I threw up, repeatedly (in proper places of course).
One of the health advisors recommended I go to Searle, and I called them up. They told me they were sending a cab to get me and to meet it down stairs. Also, I needed to get there soon or I wouldn't be able to be admitted there. Walking took a lot of effort. The driver eventually came and off we went. He was slow to respond to a green (he wasn't looking the right way) and I pointed it out to him saying "sorry but I just don't want to throw up in your car."
I got there and was seen by one of the doctors. She told me I was going to have to stay there overnight and brought a wheel chair in which to take me to the area with the beds. I was very delirious at this point from dehydration and as one of the nurses was trying to hook up the IV, she kept loosing the blood vessel. She told me I was a very nervous patient and I agreed with her. My throat was dry but I wasn't allowed to drink. After many hours, they let me drink a little. Eventually I was able to eat some.
Over the course of the night, my body took in about 8 quarts of water from the IV like it was nothing. Released the next day, I returned to my dorm room to find an extension on two midterms that I missed because of my illness and that my EA2 prof wouldn't give me more time to work on the design project. Oh well, he's #3 in my book of bad teachers.
Link provided by Phil
A chapter has ended in my life. No, it is not college. I'm still working on it. It's working at the
MMLC. I've worked there since I've been on campus (although I did quit once, in a way, but I was still legitimately clocking hours). Well, life goes on.
WWWOOOOOO!!!
Ok, done with that. The DB final went well, and there is hope of me getting a C. I know that isn't much, but honestly I'll take that right now. I think I'll celebrate a C- even.
I'm just about to go to my Database final and I have a few counter-strike sound bits running through my head:
*GO! GO! GO!*
*Storm the front.*
I wonder if the sound clip of the bomb exploding will be what I hear in the back of my mind as I turn in the final. Maybe the one of the bomb being defused....
** Warning, graphic description of death **
Yesterday I watched a documentary on the samurai. It went all the way to the present and it's current effects. There were some interesting bits, including what they did with harakiri (aka seppuku). The first well known person to perform the act did a horizontal cut followed by a vertical cut followed by an agonizing death.
There were many ways to perform harakiri as to how to cut. There was the horizontal and vertical, there was an x shape (if I remember right), and there was where they did three horizontal cuts. Just the willpower and consciousness to do such a thing is impressive. After the first samurai who became associated with the act killed himself slowly, it was changed where a second person would behead the first to shorten his agony.
Many years later in the 1970s, a man who felt that Japan should return to it's old ways staged a coup to take the headquarters of the Japanese Self Defense Force. After doing so, he proceeded to give a speech to all of the soldiers. He cut the speech short after being booed. Returning inside, he performed harakiri with the assistance of his #2 man. Then his #2 man performed harakiri with the assistance of the #3 man.
The leader of this brief uprising had romanticized about harakiri since he was a little kid. It just baffles me how someone's whole life is spent thinking about how glorious his suicide will be. Not a suicide like a suicide mission or a sacrifice, but a suicide to simply tell the Japanese to return to their militaristic history. In the end, what a waste of his life. I'll admit that in everyone's life that doesn't end prematurely, a person must come to terms with their unavoidable death. But to be looking forward to killing oneself from childhood makes one's existence a waste from the beginning.
** Warning, graphic description of death **
One of the professors in the CS department has recommended that I spend some of my next six months playing games so that I can sound more informed at interviews.
I wonder if I will be able to write this off as an educational / business expense?
Three more days (approximately 73 hours from now) and I'll be finished with my undergraduate career.
It seems in my excitement yesterday I left out that the doctor said I don't need to wear the finger splint anymore. He told me that he wanted me to be able to make a full fist within a week. I'm working there, but the tendons and ligaments are feeling sore (maybe I'm trying too hard). So that's a work in progress right now.
My statistics final went well, and now I don't have to worry about that class anymore. I finished in a little over an hour and didn't get frustrated or anything. I just got nervous when the first of five problems took me 30 minutes (for a 2 hour exam).
So what little remains of the quarter are:
- Database Final (Wednesday)
- Logic Final (Friday)
- Independent study (Friday)
I'm going to try to finish up the independent study for Wednesday, so I'll probably end up finishing it Thursday afternoon.
I confirmed that I can get a D in my Database class and still graduate this quarter. While I am not shooting for this, it is reassuring since the class (in my opinion) missed it's objectives somewhat. Oh well, I'm sure
Peter Dinda will just attribute anyone's low grade to not trying as opposed to him not sticking with the course objectives (or getting annoyed with him, or not going to every class and outside-of-class class).
This is evidence that well before the creation of the NU Historical Wargaming Society, there were wargamers without the historical part. The dice is a d20, and it makes me wonder what they are doing with it. The website where I found the link suggest it was for ancient Dungeons & Dragons players, but I question that. I think it was for Roman Generals to war game with real armies.
First off, this is for those who aren't familiar with this
site.
The exec board for the TKD club had it's first official meeting today. All in all, I'd say we're making good progress to having an excellent quarter. And to make board meetings more fun, we finished it off by playing Soul Calibur II for an hour.
Now I need to study for my test tomorrow and do some chores (mainly laundry).
Well yesterday was eventful. I woke up after sleeping for 4 hours, went to a meeting and the prof wasn't there (the other guy was and we took care of stuff). Next was my logic class (boring) and went to Patten to take care of some business since I am now the president of the WTF Tae Kwon Do club. The guy wasn't there, but I still got some important information (like a date that my predecessor didn't bother to warn me about, but such is to be expected).
After that, I pretty much was hanging out and planning to go to bed early (say 8PM after having some dinner). But then Adrianna called me wanting to buy me a drink. She has been wanting to get me drunk for a while, but she hasn't had time (for those who don't know, she is a Ph.D student at U of C now). As it turned out, Carl, Adrianna and I went to Pete Millers and were met by Karen (an acquaintance of mine, but a good friend of Adrianna). Carl ordered a drink that the bartender had never heard of (silver bullet) and I maintained my motor skills after having a vodka martini and a long island iced tea. The immediate feeling of each sip of that was comparable to taking a shot. But I held my liquor like a pro and even when Carl was trying to tease me by patting my head, I was able to grab his wrist out of the air repeatedly without missing or having to focus my attention on it.
After getting back, Carl and I watched a little Excel Saga and related anime, then I went to sleep. I woke up 13 hours later (from the exhaustion of only 4 hours of sleep the night before).
Today I have been going through the Tae Kwon Do binders and manuals and seeing just how much needs to be revamped, cleaned up, or thrown out (there's even an edition of the Daily from 2001).
WOOHOO!
Ok, I am done with my database project. I just need to hand something in and update something on my site tomorrow.
It's only 6 am. The news was already broadcasting about this mornings commute to work. Wow my eyes hurt.
I am taking this time to express how much all-nighters suck.
So I dragged myself out of bed for a statistics class that lasted a whole 7 minutes. This class is supposed to run for 80 minutes, but it usually gets out early. If only we did more, it would have felt more satisfying, but in the end I don't mind being done.
Yesterday I made nice progress on my project at work, but was distracted by the movie
Stalag 17. It's about Americans in a German WWII POW camp.
Today I have my last Statistics class, a short stint at work, and then I go to the doctor's office to hopefully end my time with the splint on my finger. It still won't be able to bend much, and it'll hurt some as I inadvertently try to bend it, but it's one step closer to being how I used to be 5 weeks ago.
Tonight I will be finishing up my work on the Diplomacy Online. Since there are so many sides involved, I'm tempted to see if anyone else has free time and ask them to help play test it after I finish, although that might be fairly late at night tonight.
There's nothing like a little
history revising, is there?
Well, I've finished with my Logic homework, so now I get to focus on my Database project due Friday.
Database Homework done.
To finish this week:
Logic Homework (Wednesday)
Database Project (Friday)
So last night I Umpired the third of our Samurai Warfare games. Overall, everyone seemed to enjoy the scenario and had a bit of fun with it. We'll see how the battle report turns out. I still need to write the one for the scenario before this one, but I plan on writing both of them as soon as I get home for Christmas break.
Overall, stress is building. I am doing what I can to stay afloat and get through this week, but we'll see. At this point, there is no way that I will be able any significant work on my independent study for Friday, and will have to work on it next week during finals. As long as I am not shooting for an A in that, there isn't all that much work left for me to do. A fair amount, but not a ton. On the other hand, considering that I'm spending so much time doing non-database programming for my database class, I just feel like passing this quarter and not so much worried about GPA.
First off, I am glad to see links appear for my blog on my friend's sites. Having a blog is pointless unless other people know about it.
The work load for this week is beginning to sink in. I have two homework assignments and one project offically due this week plus one project I want to be done with this week. Next week I have three finals that shouldn't be so bad.
Tonight, another chapter in the war betwee the Shiojima and Taira Clans will be written. You can read about the first battle
here.
