[busy signaL]
dasalan at tuksuhan
to hell with introductions.
i. überdoggy
on our way to the lsyc retreat [see below], jonat and i passed by casimiro to grab another guitar for supposed jamming sometime later. i noticed a dog running after the trike in front of us, which was going 40 to 50 kph. that the dog was able to keep up with the trike for more than a kilometer was wild in itself, further accentuated by the fact that the dog was lame in its left hind leg. a quick glance at the passengers of the trike told me they couldn't believe it either. truth
is stranger than fiction.
ii. lsyc retreat
i had been standing outside dlsu for around an hour before i decided to abandon my search for an erjohn bus [saul had taught me that i had to get down at southmall and take a jeep to town otherwise] and just board any bus. somehow i ended up getting down at town itself anyway. go figure.
the retreat i'm assuming was fun. i didn't sleep friday night so the weekend's kinda blurry. i do remember eating a lot of leftovers though. amazing how food tastes better when you get it for free.
iii. rock radio
this is also blurry. i figure if i wasn't standing up, i was asleep. maybe that's why the only sets i remember properly are sandwich's, urbandub's, and brassmunky's [you don't know jazz til you've heard them play live]. i bumped into a lot of fbb friends there, including jendee. it's been too long.
only two minutes 'til my net autodisconnects. i'll update if ever.
sige ingat.ü
what i have to put up with th 0800 to 0930
"it's good we got a good results."
"this topic is also available online, so i just sortcut it."
"i want to tackled first on the computation."
"your machine project will be on traveling sellperson."
"so you're going to traversed this one, then this one..."
"the simpliest way you use this algorithm."
"why not we split every full node that we encounters in the tree?"
"six divide two is three."
"therefore, i'll not going to split."
"17 will be inserted somewhere 16 and 24."
"split then you proceed go down."
"seven will join to the parent."
"if i have two values, how many links will i should have?"
"i split this one first - 20 go uf."
"if the insertions causes the tree to become overflow, split."
"after inserting 17, it's overflow."
"if you think it will not reach to the full, merge."
"does this right has more siblings than the minimum?"
"this is what i call it 'rotate'."
sige ingat.ü
a 380° turnaround
why is it that priests who speak bad english insist on giving the longest homilies? another reason why i don't have much motivation to go to mass. the only other point of clarity i had the entire 40 minutes was when he said "will food for work".
eli eli lamma sabacthani...
since [as usual] it's been ages since my last post, i might as well use topic headings again [mostly for my own convenience]:
i. dasalgo mp
i stayed up coding until 5am thursday morning so we could submit it, albeit unfinished. i hope it compiles, at least. fuck dasalgo.
ii. happy birthday yang
paco and kimber dragged me off to the birthday celebration of their blockmate yang. most of my evening there was spent whispering to either of them "
si yang ba yung naka-green?" or "
s'ya ba yung kumakain ng barbecue
banda six o'clock?", the end result of which is that i now know yang only by her green top and barbecue stick. i saw harris [malate's editor-in-chief] at the party - he turned out to be her first cousin. small world. deiosease was short a guitarist so renz drafted me to play rhythm. sorry i wasn't much help. it was fun though.
iii. objectp midterm
i didn't study and haven't listened to a single lecture since the start of term. i'm strangely confident, though. fuck objectp.
iv. happy birthday jonat
it's good to be home.
mabuhay ka.
v. dreams
my dreams are getting freaky. ask me in person if you have the time.
sige ingat.ü
"you're too competitive"
am i? loud yes, brash often, but this is the first time that someone [geric, if you really must know] has called me competitive. at least frytz put it more positively: "ikaw kasi, maraming bagay na marunong ka. pa'no kung may isang tao na 'yun lang 'yung mundo n'ya tapos nilabanan mo pa?" hmm... never thought of it that way before. somehow the phrase "jack of all trades, master of none" doesn't sound as bad. so am i?
while i'm on the subject of competition, i'd just like to rant for a second about the dasalgo deptest. i got a 63 over 100, a grade which i again don't deserve, considering the amount of time i spent studying [or rather, didn't]. the irony is i could've gotten much higher if i had copied down the given more accurately. you know those strings of questions wherein if you get the first question wrong, all the others are guaranteed to be wrong as well? there are few things worse than losing 14 points in one go just because you read 38 as 30.
sige ingat.ü
est solarus oth mithas
went to the up fair last friday since i had promised kimber that i'd accompany her there. lacey pretty much spelled everything out though so i might as well just link you to her blog instead of telling you myself. i just have one clarification: the girl hit my elbow with her face*, not the other way around.
another promise i kept was to kuya maynard, who recruited me to facilitate during the diocesan youth day last saturday [obviously since i am one of the lucky few who are free on valentines' day]. that turned out well, plus some friends from another lifetime were there so i guess it was kinda worth two hours' commute, getting lost, and riding two jeeps too many.
that's the gist of it. i'll try to be more explicit next time. for now, i'm just plain sleepy - this is the third night in a row that i've been up after midnight. long live extracurriculars.
sige ingat.ü
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elbow fiasco: i had been gesticulating wildly long before she stuck her face into our conversation. that, folks, is what you call karma.
word for the day: subversive
i watched
mona lisa smile last monday. another waste of 80 bucks* [thanks a lot, lacey]. and to think i could've watched
the texas chainsaw massacre instead. owel. i suppose i could cross my fingers behind my back and say the company more than made up for it. or not.
i got back my quiz results in anmath1 - 41 over 60. i thought i'd fail but after seeing how generous sir reyes is with partial points i should've done a hell of a lot better. and of course my handwriting once again got the better of me, costing me points here and there for "unintelligible" answers or solutions.
i had brought chami's guitar to school for supposed jamming with lacey [didn't happen] then with anna [didn't happen
much]. i really should get a clue.
sige ingat.ü
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mona lisa smile: the movie wasn't that bad, just not worth 80 bucks [for me anyway]. it might be a guy thing. most of my time in the moviehouse was spent thinking up lookalikes and avatars for the characters. thanks btw to kimber for putting up with me.
"dude, sa'n 'yung daan palabas?"
i want out.
fucking traffic
i usually censor profanity in my entries, but the alternatives [damn traffic...
pakshet traffic... stupid-ass traffic...
puñetang traffic] don't really sound out what i'm feeling right now. to hell with dasalgo but i wanted to attend objectp. that obviously did not happen. while sweltering in the jeep within sight of bicutan [but not walking distance*], i even thought of texting my friends so-called last goodbyes,
a la frytz, but decided against it after remembering what i had told him last night ["death has no sense of humor"], and realizing that they'd probably have read my last post by now, the existence of which would compromise the feasibility of a believable death scenario.
now i'm off to the library to attend encomp1. maybe. if you have free time, try visiting
poetry180.com. don't let billy collins' picture scare you off though.
sige ingat.ü
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walking distance: bj and frytz have proven that any distance is walking distance, but you know what i mean.
miracle of miracles
somehow my cd-rom is working again. naturally i am cutting dasalgo to take advantage of this fact [by burning long overdue mp3s, among other things]. many thanks to renz for giving me a push in the right direction.
i've just realized that i haven't yet commented on the fact that taft avenue will soon be renamed to diokno avenue. wtf. i don't know about you but i am never going to refer to my school as 'la salle diokno'. and think how bad things will be for csb, aka 'la salle dioktime'. why is it that politicians never have much common sense and even less aesthetic?
thanks btw to all those who crashed here yesterday - it's been too long since i've had friends over.
sa uulitin.
sige ingat.ü