so i just had this weird experience that is a little analogous to how your computer reloads whatever data that is maintained in ram when waking from sleep/hibernation/dead battery.

okay so i was waking from sleep as well, but it took awhile longer than usual. and -i think because i was feeling guilty for sleeping so much- but all i could think about was my ece homework (programming in assembly). i kept thinking about how i needed to do logical shift rights, and at which position within the label and branch instruction. i wasnt totally conscious, was kinda nua.

and i kept drifting in and out of sleep. each time being slightly conscious and all i was thinkning of was that freaking bit shifting operation. and i know that i was drifting in and out because each time i would check my clock. and the time just kept changing.

1215.
1310
1330
1415

the thoughts just kept coming back on their own. maybe this is the way you make your subconscious think for you.

why does my roommate get woken up by the sound of my mouseclicks, but not by his own snores ?

oh the mysteries of life

theres never a good time for nostalgia


edit: this just in.

A MINUS WHAT THE HELL

(this is the only place i can say that)

im relacing at the new gates centre lounge area. drinking my morning, uh afternoon, coffee and munching on a sesame bagel because the food place is too crowded. apparently the caramel macchiato isnt a huge drink (starbucks butchered it). the real drink is really just espresso sized. two ounches of coffee. so im having a double espresso with a shot of caramel instead.

nobody else around. weird.

the scent of fall fills the air. the first sight of nature i get as i walk out my dorm and down the stairs is the tree with half yellowed leaves, just outside the window. the leaves have that kind of maple leaf shape. insanely strong gusts today. you can see the grass rustling in waves as the wind tears through. fallen leaves dance up and down vortices on the hillside. and all this i see from where im sitting now.

i guess i can understand how people get into photography.

safe behind glass walls. because its so damn cold and the wind messes up my hair.

bill gates just opened this building last tuesday. and no i didnt get to see him. they only let the damn cs kids listen to his speech in person.

g20 came and went. riots, tear gas, smashed store fronts accompany the voices chanting through loudhailers, with the police motorcade patrolling up and down forbes ave.

caught nothing of it. was busy with homework. and getting tear gassed in the army once is enough for me.

my floormates tried to get in to the action, but the police blocked off street leading to the riot zone. nobody could get near. crazy americans.

its 5am. hahah. i think i cant sleep from all the friday night starcraft adrenaline. my apm kinda low, macro and micro are horrible. need to practice more.

just had 2 midterms. got back one of them. well, did better than expected. everyone was saying oh how easy it was and everything, and i was thinking to myself, fuck i screwed up so bad because i couldnt do one induction question the right way.

in the end i did better.

this got me thinking.

people are pulling all nighters and spending hours on homework (not sure if the homework even warrants that amount of time spent), and saying "what do you expect, its cmu".

they say it with a certain air.

i find it a little analogous to what people say about the army experience. or their own life experiences in general.

everyone tends to exaggerate things. personal experiences. such as army, like omg army was shit blah blah.

when im hearing these things from people right here, im thinking the exact same thing. why doesnt anyone else realise it ?

or maybe im just fortunate enough to be given some perspective.

(haha joseph.)