Sunday, September 26, 2010
Death, and Playback. @ 15:19
....so. Y'see; now I know how it feels like when you're having a stress due to the excessive amount of assignments and when, point is,
YOU'RE HAVING A CRASH ON YOUR ALGORITHM AND PROGRAMMING QUIZ AND TECHNICAL DRAWING PRACTICUM AND YET THERE'S NO ONE'S WILLING OR ABLE TO TRADE FOR A SCHEDULE-EXCHANGE CAUSE THE WHOLE WEEK ITSELF IS ALREADY FILLED, dammit. And there's also this exasperating Koi-Pond 3D construction task whilst I'll soon be having an AaP Practicum + Mini Group-Exhibition for English Special Class on Tuesday, Calculus Quiz on Thursday--of which I haven't gotten even a single occasion for either preparing/skimming/reading/practicing and Kultum Task for Mentoring on Friday. Still not enough?
...fuck, fucking yes.
So when today I went to college for a schedule-input [
merely for being abruptly skipped by the Lab Assistants for no clear reason and ended up given the last number of the queue-list so that my group now is deserted on the black-list sched and torn inbetween, holy shit.] and for giving my preliminary AaP Practicum task, and for discussing how my group's pond's construction should be, a realization hit me as I saw my stoic-self on the mirror. ....that I lack of eating. That I lack of sleeping, and that I extremely lack of structured-learning. I lack of self-practicing where I'm supposed to give an Autodesk Inventor/Turbo Pascal/C++ trials, cause I have only done none. I lack of praying, and reciting the Holy Qur'an. I lack of................. Mostly, anything.
This isn't a troll, but yes. Taking a college at IT Telkom is a plain right knock on your head. Despite being really enjoyable [ENGLISH SPECIAL CLASS' LECTURER FTW. STUDENT ENGLISH CLUB FTW. PERMIB COMPLETELY FUCKING OWNS.], it's so exhausting that you'd wish an extra 500 GB free space of Insulin and an extra 1 TB of cerebellums. And no, I'm not exaggerating things.
........how I want to cut my hair short.
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Sunday, September 26, 2010
Death, and Playback. @ 15:19
....so. Y'see; now I know how it feels like when you're having a stress due to the excessive amount of assignments and when, point is,
YOU'RE HAVING A CRASH ON YOUR ALGORITHM AND PROGRAMMING QUIZ AND TECHNICAL DRAWING PRACTICUM AND YET THERE'S NO ONE'S WILLING OR ABLE TO TRADE FOR A SCHEDULE-EXCHANGE CAUSE THE WHOLE WEEK ITSELF IS ALREADY FILLED, dammit. And there's also this exasperating Koi-Pond 3D construction task whilst I'll soon be having an AaP Practicum + Mini Group-Exhibition for English Special Class on Tuesday, Calculus Quiz on Thursday--of which I haven't gotten even a single occasion for either preparing/skimming/reading/practicing and Kultum Task for Mentoring on Friday. Still not enough?
...fuck, fucking yes.
So when today I went to college for a schedule-input [
merely for being abruptly skipped by the Lab Assistants for no clear reason and ended up given the last number of the queue-list so that my group now is deserted on the black-list sched and torn inbetween, holy shit.] and for giving my preliminary AaP Practicum task, and for discussing how my group's pond's construction should be, a realization hit me as I saw my stoic-self on the mirror. ....that I lack of eating. That I lack of sleeping, and that I extremely lack of structured-learning. I lack of self-practicing where I'm supposed to give an Autodesk Inventor/Turbo Pascal/C++ trials, cause I have only done none. I lack of praying, and reciting the Holy Qur'an. I lack of................. Mostly, anything.
This isn't a troll, but yes. Taking a college at IT Telkom is a plain right knock on your head. Despite being really enjoyable [ENGLISH SPECIAL CLASS' LECTURER FTW. STUDENT ENGLISH CLUB FTW. PERMIB COMPLETELY FUCKING OWNS.], it's so exhausting that you'd wish an extra 500 GB free space of Insulin and an extra 1 TB of cerebellums. And no, I'm not exaggerating things.
........how I want to cut my hair short.
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i my me mine.
you think you know me yeah?
April 5th, 1992. ISTP. Engineering student, batch 2009.
Likes sweets, cats, good readings, interesting people, prominent basslines, Christopher Nolan, Martin Scorsese and Stanley Kubrick's movies. DC-type individual. Constantly rants, sulks and rambles about random things. A fan of Urasawa Naoki. Easily gets bored. A weirdo. Longs to reside in either Canada or Australia. Has an indescribable fondness towards... Byung-hee, Mon Jae Shin, do they hit the hint I'm referring to? I mean,
similarities between those two?
And music. I don't even know where to start. I don't want to be one of those bellends who's all like, "MAN MUSIC IS WHAT I LIVE FOR I'M GONNA DIE WITHOUT IT", but I come close. Suffice to say that music plays a large part in my life. My last.fm library pretty much caters my current listening habit (and, if any, rotation) - I'm basically a shameless sucker for instrumental, post/prog-rock, folk, ambient, experimental and avant-garde; anything that intrigues my musical deity.
Lastly, to name a trait, paradoxical describes me best.
