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monday, december 15, 1997, 08:17

After about three days of straight code- until- mid- morning- sleep- a- couple- of- hours- wake- up- lather- rinse- repeat type of days, I finally finished my program. Only problem is that the thing was three days late, which means that the most I can get on it is 25% of the final grade I would have gotten.

Sucky, no?

Ah well. I learned something coding it, and it was kinda fun at times, so it was worth it. Only problem with it taking so long is that I wasn't able to do the other things that I was supposed to do over the weekend, like stuff for my other courses.

Bah.

So I'm still up. Woke up yesterday morning at about 11:40ish. We'll see what happens to me. I finished the program at about midnight, handed it in, fixed up some of the code, and was thinking about leaving when a debate started in the back of the lab. That was pretty rough. All about the future and technology and stuff like that. It was one of those arguments where you know that both sides are arguing the same thing from different points of view, but where you keep debating since you can't lose.

We lost.

Regardless, I wasn't completely useless last night. I wrote a short play. It was fun.

Time to work on the paper now.

wednesday, december 17, 1997, 22:19

"don't call me daughter..."

that song brings up memories. high school. was so long ago. in the past. but moving on.

Moving on. So much moving. It's happening again. Thinking about next year when we're not even done with this one yet. That's weird. I've got at least 9 months before next school year and i already have to deal with housing.

We'll see what happens.

Current stats: 2 courses down, 2 to go (in the form of two finals)

Woke up this morning on the couch. Well, kept on waking up. Was trying to work on my paper, but kept on migrating to the couch. It was weird. And I woke up at 10am to realize that I only had 2 hours to finish my paper. That was no good.

Damn. I wish that guy on the radio would shut up already.

Anyway. Woke up, rushed through the rest of the paper, ran to grab the printout, ran to hand it in, only to find that I just missed my ta. She had gone home. Home. As in Virginia. So I had to send her my paper. But it's done. Oh, gotta email her. Right.

Now it's time to study. Final at 9am.

Fun.

Back later maybe. no more of this procrastination stuff.

saturday, december 20, 1997, 05:05

One more exam. Tomorrow. Last one. And then to clean my room and pack and all that fun stuff. It's going to be interesting.

Been a very surreal day. This morning, found that someone had put on the side of our fourteen story science library the words "FAITH," beaming out for all to see. Really quite clever and funny. No idea who did it.

That's the fun part of the surrealism. The second part is not as fun. This is not really you want to be telling your parents, but i'm sure they're going to find out anyway, so I might as well talk about it.

There was a shooting on campus today. A senior was shot in the neck as part of a drive-by shooting on the main street by one of the dorms. Condition, unknown. Suspects, unknown. Motives, unknown. Seems like random violence. But here? I mean, I know we're in the middle of a city, but the presumption is that it's relatively safe here. And it has been for as long as I can remember.

And now a shooting? I'm not really sure what to think about it. Is it one of those "oh, it happened, but it'll never happen again" things, or is it going to roll it over and over again in my mind. We'll see what comes out. But it's bothersome. I want to know what happened. I want to know that it's going to happen to me or the people I care about.

I want to stay in my own little dream world.

Just one more exam to go...

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