Ahh...
So it seems I made it through my first full week of school in quite a while. It was weird having to go to every class every day. Not fun at all, either. One big paper out of the way, one more to go.
I know you're all tired of hearing about my Linux conquests, but I managed to get Ubuntu running off my external, installed a better graphics driver, and got Beryl to work, which is nice. If you care enough, I'm sure you can look up what all those things mean at a later time.
On Wednesday, I watched about 8 hours of Densha Otoko ("Train Man") to finish off the series. It's a Japanese TV show inspired by true events. A really, well, lame guy stops a drunk guy from molesting a woman on a train. The rest of the series is his attempts at creating a relationship, but the primary plot device is the message board. He constantly goes online to ask his friends on a single men's message board for advice. While I don't really relate to the asking strangers for advice thing, I can totally relate to how awkward he is. I really sympathize with him, too (which I guess we're supposed to do, but whatever), because it's certainly not easy.
But yeah, eight hours of that was eight hours of not working on my paper. That was, I will admit, a bit of a mistake.
I talked to my college counselor about doing distinction and going to college. She gave me an actual physical form ot fill out for the distinction, but as far as looking into colleges, she didn't help. She told me that I could get into any school I applied to, which I know is not true. I don't think anyone in this year's graduating class got into UC Berkeley, and these people are a lot smarter than me. I figured she'd be worthless as far as colleges go. She said she'd send me a list of good comp. sci. schools, which is something I guess.
You know how, if you listen to one artist or song a lot during a specific time or event in your life, when you listen to it later you get the same feelings? I've noticed it. That's one of the reasons I don't like to listen to Tallulah by Sonata Arctica anymore, but the Pillows (who I am listening to right now) make me feel really great. I think that the feeling I get is from last year on Saturday nights, when I'd stay up late to watch FLCL. It's a good feeling too, because it makes me feel tired, but content and self-confident. Last year, everything was totally solid and I was on top of everything. I really like this feeling.
Next year's getting more appealing as time goes by. I'm certainly going to miss the seniors, but I'm thinking about the amount of experience and stuff that I'll have next year. It's nice. And I've decided that next year's schedule may be a bit much. Judging by how much trouble other people are having, I may drop down into Physics II at the beginning of the year. I'll also probably drop an extra math class. It is my senior year, after all, I don't want to kill myself.
I'm going home next weekend and I can't tell if I'm excited or not. Well, let me rephrase: I am excited about coming home, but the usual pre-dance CRIPPLING ANXIETY has srufaced. I really hate it. I really want to go so I can spend time with people, but at the same time, the thought of actually possibily looking stupid makes me feel sick. AND THERE'S NO LAZER TAG! I was promised LAZER TAG, but it has been replaced by the mixed results-generating moonwalk.
The FLCL soundtrack is so good.
Ever wish you could just dream a specific dream because your waking imagination isn't powerful enough to make you believe in the dream? I always wish I could just have a dream of sitting under a tree on a cold day without having any obligations. Barring that, I'd just like to have a dream where I'm totally relaxed and have nothing to do. Basically a dream about lying in bed all day.
Summer will be fun. I plan to turn Summer School into Advance+. Let me explain. While sure, I won't be staying in the same dorms as all the other kids, I won't have to deal with the little ones that are really weird. Also, the teacher of my class is amazing and I like him a lot. I'm getting credit, and I think I'm still gonna finagle it so that I can go play frisbee with Advancers, especially if Kyle runs it. I can't wait to hang out in Natchitoches with tiny amounts of homework. And I can't wait to hang out in Natchitoches with my Advance friends.
Take it easy.
I know you're all tired of hearing about my Linux conquests, but I managed to get Ubuntu running off my external, installed a better graphics driver, and got Beryl to work, which is nice. If you care enough, I'm sure you can look up what all those things mean at a later time.
On Wednesday, I watched about 8 hours of Densha Otoko ("Train Man") to finish off the series. It's a Japanese TV show inspired by true events. A really, well, lame guy stops a drunk guy from molesting a woman on a train. The rest of the series is his attempts at creating a relationship, but the primary plot device is the message board. He constantly goes online to ask his friends on a single men's message board for advice. While I don't really relate to the asking strangers for advice thing, I can totally relate to how awkward he is. I really sympathize with him, too (which I guess we're supposed to do, but whatever), because it's certainly not easy.
But yeah, eight hours of that was eight hours of not working on my paper. That was, I will admit, a bit of a mistake.
I talked to my college counselor about doing distinction and going to college. She gave me an actual physical form ot fill out for the distinction, but as far as looking into colleges, she didn't help. She told me that I could get into any school I applied to, which I know is not true. I don't think anyone in this year's graduating class got into UC Berkeley, and these people are a lot smarter than me. I figured she'd be worthless as far as colleges go. She said she'd send me a list of good comp. sci. schools, which is something I guess.
You know how, if you listen to one artist or song a lot during a specific time or event in your life, when you listen to it later you get the same feelings? I've noticed it. That's one of the reasons I don't like to listen to Tallulah by Sonata Arctica anymore, but the Pillows (who I am listening to right now) make me feel really great. I think that the feeling I get is from last year on Saturday nights, when I'd stay up late to watch FLCL. It's a good feeling too, because it makes me feel tired, but content and self-confident. Last year, everything was totally solid and I was on top of everything. I really like this feeling.
Next year's getting more appealing as time goes by. I'm certainly going to miss the seniors, but I'm thinking about the amount of experience and stuff that I'll have next year. It's nice. And I've decided that next year's schedule may be a bit much. Judging by how much trouble other people are having, I may drop down into Physics II at the beginning of the year. I'll also probably drop an extra math class. It is my senior year, after all, I don't want to kill myself.
I'm going home next weekend and I can't tell if I'm excited or not. Well, let me rephrase: I am excited about coming home, but the usual pre-dance CRIPPLING ANXIETY has srufaced. I really hate it. I really want to go so I can spend time with people, but at the same time, the thought of actually possibily looking stupid makes me feel sick. AND THERE'S NO LAZER TAG! I was promised LAZER TAG, but it has been replaced by the mixed results-generating moonwalk.
The FLCL soundtrack is so good.
Ever wish you could just dream a specific dream because your waking imagination isn't powerful enough to make you believe in the dream? I always wish I could just have a dream of sitting under a tree on a cold day without having any obligations. Barring that, I'd just like to have a dream where I'm totally relaxed and have nothing to do. Basically a dream about lying in bed all day.
Summer will be fun. I plan to turn Summer School into Advance+. Let me explain. While sure, I won't be staying in the same dorms as all the other kids, I won't have to deal with the little ones that are really weird. Also, the teacher of my class is amazing and I like him a lot. I'm getting credit, and I think I'm still gonna finagle it so that I can go play frisbee with Advancers, especially if Kyle runs it. I can't wait to hang out in Natchitoches with tiny amounts of homework. And I can't wait to hang out in Natchitoches with my Advance friends.
Take it easy.