Mincrush!
So, normally, I don't go around making chronicles of my day... But this one is different. It was a day of sheep epic mindcrappery that it was just begging to be posted over the internet the moment I got home (which was a good two hours ago since I needed some rest from the crap that led me to write this in the first place). So enjoy my rant of a day that made my brain bleed.
While waiting for the Comsci 110 LAB exam to start, there was this Comsci major who was quite literally blaring out Jpop from her phone. I could make out she was listening to "Kaidoku Funou" a good couple meters away, over the voices of her blockmates and mine. And then I said to myself "I am so in trouble if she's an OMAKE applicant. She'll just breeze through my challenge."... During the Comsci exam, I realized two things: one, if you don't know how to use a passing-value function properly, don't. It'll just mess up an otherwise elegant code (my code was far from elegant. Instead of dealing with thge complex math involved in designing the program, I went ahead and used more if-else statements than I really need). the second thing was that I lost my scientific calculator. Which was bad... since my physical chemistry exam was a few hours from that.
After that was Comsci 110 LEC. And the lecture itself was pure and utter whut. I mean, I pretty much pride myself with the ability to simplify computer science with my mind, but now I got a dose of what my friend calls "alienware". I mean, what the effing crap? I don't think I even wanted to understand what was being talked about. Jeez.
I went to rob to have lunch, and in the process of doing so, I bumped into two girls who were holding hands (the fingers interlocked kind). So I kept thinking "are they a lesbian couple or something?" Not that I'm against them... I just find it one odd thing to see, considering I've had my fair share of sights of amorous couples before.
Anyway, I went back home, to find that my scientific calculator was indeed, missing. My sister remedies the problem by buying me a new one. With the stark shortage of Sharp, Casio, and even Aurora out there (the brands that I know how to operate well), I was forced to get this Hewlett-Packard. Which feels weird, and it took me quite literally TWO HOURS to only begin getting used to. The buttons were in places that were a departure from where I usually press them. But LOL, I can change the color of my calculator! XD
So I went to starbucks to study, because of my post-hoc-ergo-propter-hoc thing of going there and seeing that I get pretty high marks if I do study there (must be the caffeine). To my horror, the seats were all occupied by overstaying customers. Quite a handful of which are foreigners. So when I did get a seat, due to the sheer amount of people, I was asked if I could share a table with someone. Of course I didn't mind... So this east-asian looking lady (From her cup, her name was "Kathy", if I remember correctly) with a british accent studying Filipino Literature (based from the handouts she was reading) came by, ate her doughnut, sipped her coffee and read her papers right in front of me while I was practicing how to integrate PdV. It felt awkward... Because I can't seem to feel right next to foreigners (or at least people who look like foreigners). So while practicing my "delta U equals q plus w", I glanced to my right and saw someone familiar. To me, who has trouble putting names to faces, I kept on saying "no, it can't be her." But it was. Nikki Africa. Yes. That's right. A cousin of a cousin. In the exact same coffee shop as I. But when I was going to ask her if she was indeed Nikki Africa, she left. I texted Nikki and asked her if she was the one I saw... And she pretty much confirmed it (by the time this happened she was already on her way back home). I saw her, but she didn't see me. Harsh.
Next came a text message from an anonymous sender. It was a GM. and the writing was familiar. Upon reading the word "epic", I had an idea who it was. But nothing could prepare me for the ultimate confirmation of my hypothesis: Thomas Regala now has a cellphone. It shocked the living daylights out of me. I am no longer safe. i have nowhere to hide. First he has teh internetz and nao he has teh mobile?! Nowaiz.
On my way back to Rizal Hall, I found a bulletin board post asking people to contact Ms. Fe Cagata "for more details". Since I wasn't really reading it, I read it as "Fe Tacata". And I was like, "is the triad closing in on me?" I texted her for the first time in a few months, and what do you know? She replied! Ahahahaha... that was really weird (and the first thing she said was "Who is this?!". She must have thought I was some sort of stalker or something).
But the biggest mindcrush of all was the Physical Chemistry exam. I mean, it was freaking epic. My head still hurts from it, to tell you the truth. I felt pretty much nonchalant as sir Li started handing out the test. It was like I was in some sort of Zen mode with the mantra "I'm Dead I'm Dead I'm Dead" going on. I opened the page with very little nervousness, because the lesson itself was very minimal. But the weight it carried was nearly crushing. I mean, it was freaking CALCULUS in a CHEMISTRY exam. That combo should've been forbidden! I went on doing partial derivatives that go nowhere, and answered 4/5 of the multiple choice part with the letter C. I was never fully confident with all my answers, but there's a feeling inside me I'll score enough to pass. I believe that I will pass. But then again, my brain freaking bled. And it still is bleeding. I won't be able to sleep soundly tonight. For in my dreams, I will be integrating reversible work. I will be deriving temperature, negative pressure, and chemical activity. Tonight I dine derive in hell.
While waiting for the Comsci 110 LAB exam to start, there was this Comsci major who was quite literally blaring out Jpop from her phone. I could make out she was listening to "Kaidoku Funou" a good couple meters away, over the voices of her blockmates and mine. And then I said to myself "I am so in trouble if she's an OMAKE applicant. She'll just breeze through my challenge."... During the Comsci exam, I realized two things: one, if you don't know how to use a passing-value function properly, don't. It'll just mess up an otherwise elegant code (my code was far from elegant. Instead of dealing with thge complex math involved in designing the program, I went ahead and used more if-else statements than I really need). the second thing was that I lost my scientific calculator. Which was bad... since my physical chemistry exam was a few hours from that.
After that was Comsci 110 LEC. And the lecture itself was pure and utter whut. I mean, I pretty much pride myself with the ability to simplify computer science with my mind, but now I got a dose of what my friend calls "alienware". I mean, what the effing crap? I don't think I even wanted to understand what was being talked about. Jeez.
I went to rob to have lunch, and in the process of doing so, I bumped into two girls who were holding hands (the fingers interlocked kind). So I kept thinking "are they a lesbian couple or something?" Not that I'm against them... I just find it one odd thing to see, considering I've had my fair share of sights of amorous couples before.
Anyway, I went back home, to find that my scientific calculator was indeed, missing. My sister remedies the problem by buying me a new one. With the stark shortage of Sharp, Casio, and even Aurora out there (the brands that I know how to operate well), I was forced to get this Hewlett-Packard. Which feels weird, and it took me quite literally TWO HOURS to only begin getting used to. The buttons were in places that were a departure from where I usually press them. But LOL, I can change the color of my calculator! XD
So I went to starbucks to study, because of my post-hoc-ergo-propter-hoc thing of going there and seeing that I get pretty high marks if I do study there (must be the caffeine). To my horror, the seats were all occupied by overstaying customers. Quite a handful of which are foreigners. So when I did get a seat, due to the sheer amount of people, I was asked if I could share a table with someone. Of course I didn't mind... So this east-asian looking lady (From her cup, her name was "Kathy", if I remember correctly) with a british accent studying Filipino Literature (based from the handouts she was reading) came by, ate her doughnut, sipped her coffee and read her papers right in front of me while I was practicing how to integrate PdV. It felt awkward... Because I can't seem to feel right next to foreigners (or at least people who look like foreigners). So while practicing my "delta U equals q plus w", I glanced to my right and saw someone familiar. To me, who has trouble putting names to faces, I kept on saying "no, it can't be her." But it was. Nikki Africa. Yes. That's right. A cousin of a cousin. In the exact same coffee shop as I. But when I was going to ask her if she was indeed Nikki Africa, she left. I texted Nikki and asked her if she was the one I saw... And she pretty much confirmed it (by the time this happened she was already on her way back home). I saw her, but she didn't see me. Harsh.
Next came a text message from an anonymous sender. It was a GM. and the writing was familiar. Upon reading the word "epic", I had an idea who it was. But nothing could prepare me for the ultimate confirmation of my hypothesis: Thomas Regala now has a cellphone. It shocked the living daylights out of me. I am no longer safe. i have nowhere to hide. First he has teh internetz and nao he has teh mobile?! Nowaiz.
On my way back to Rizal Hall, I found a bulletin board post asking people to contact Ms. Fe Cagata "for more details". Since I wasn't really reading it, I read it as "Fe Tacata". And I was like, "is the triad closing in on me?" I texted her for the first time in a few months, and what do you know? She replied! Ahahahaha... that was really weird (and the first thing she said was "Who is this?!". She must have thought I was some sort of stalker or something).
But the biggest mindcrush of all was the Physical Chemistry exam. I mean, it was freaking epic. My head still hurts from it, to tell you the truth. I felt pretty much nonchalant as sir Li started handing out the test. It was like I was in some sort of Zen mode with the mantra "I'm Dead I'm Dead I'm Dead" going on. I opened the page with very little nervousness, because the lesson itself was very minimal. But the weight it carried was nearly crushing. I mean, it was freaking CALCULUS in a CHEMISTRY exam. That combo should've been forbidden! I went on doing partial derivatives that go nowhere, and answered 4/5 of the multiple choice part with the letter C. I was never fully confident with all my answers, but there's a feeling inside me I'll score enough to pass. I believe that I will pass. But then again, my brain freaking bled. And it still is bleeding. I won't be able to sleep soundly tonight. For in my dreams, I will be integrating reversible work. I will be deriving temperature, negative pressure, and chemical activity. Tonight I dine derive in hell.