Girls in my bed.

I know you will never believe me, but there are three girls in my bed. Yes, three and they are under the covers. Meanwhile I'm sitting here working on this computer which is loaded with spyware and viruses. Computer talk, Ebaums World, and girls talking about sleeping in the same bed. I honestly wonder about the sanity of my friends at this hour.

Bhone's sex change and my rooming status

I kinda left my rooming situation unresolved. Here's the final solution. All the Bhoners are moving off the floor (to make way for the girls floor, even though we weren't opposed to a coed floor). We were all able to get two-man rooms on second Berg. So I will still be rooming with Tarzan. Good times.

Why do I try?

If you haven't really noticed, it hasn't been an amazing two months for my car's health. If your thinking cap hasn't been screwed on very tight, I'm rather concerned about the maintenance of my Civic. Ok, more like obsessive compulsive. (You're abnormal too you know.) Well, as if seatbelt slammers and hail isn't enough, someone scuffed my bumper. My child is getting raped! It isn't fair! It's like everything and everyone spites my car!

To see just how bad it was, I washed it. It was about time too. Stupid Taylor and stupid Indiana and their lack of acceptable places to wash my car. Moving on... I had it all cleaned up and went inside to eat dinner and check COS 250 grades. I went out to the garage, and I found my car covered in muddy cat footprints! Bah! Scooter I blame you! Not because it is really your fault, but because you seem to think I need a cat to soothe me. Oh well, I suppose with a little Meguiars Quik Detailer and microfiber clothes it will be good as new, but ahhhh the frustration.

Finally Finals are Finished!

Oh boy it was a fun freshman year. I just wish it would never end. In actuality, there is good news - I survived finals. They were rough, but I made it. I'll run down the list briefly:

COS 240 (Business Application Programming) - For the final we were required to make a database editor for an Access database using Visual Basic .NET. Truthfully, I wasn't all that worried about this final. I had paid attention in class and understood most of what was going on. However, Microsoft in all their imperfect glory decided to smack me down. Twenty minutes into the final, I finished my application's interface. I had made a small error so I clicked undo (because I am lazy). Microsoft threw an error at me! (And said, "Ha ha!") It hurt and really wasn't very nice. I calmly saved and exited the program. When I reopened the file I was delighted to see that VB had discarded all of my work. I showed Dr. White and he didn't understand what had happened, but encouraged me to keep working and start over. About 40 minutes later (1 hour into the final), I had redesigned the interface and had a good chunk of my code working again. I compiled and, "Ding, ding! Round 2!" Thanks VB. To shorten the story, I lost my work again and was quite disenchanted with good ol' Bill Gates. Twenty minutes after the final was over I submitted my final solution. Too bad my grade wasn't a little higher.

HIS 170 (History of American Immigration) - I walked into this final twenty minutes late (see above) and didn't have any extra time to cram new stuff into my head before walking into the venus student final. Who knows how I did, my test scores were never very strong in this class.

CAS 120 (Interpersonal Communication) - I studied hard for this one and it paid off! I was very happy to get a 99% on my final. Boo yeah!

COS 250 (Data Structures) - I never got to see a realistic estimate of my grade before the final. This was particularly frustrating since the prof had promised us grades before the final. Dr. Geisler didn't grade anything (no surprises). The test confronted me with some very tough questions about things we hadn't really covered in much detail. Again, tests have never been my strong point in this class, so who knows how I did. (I just hope someone didn't study for hours and destroy the curve.) I was perturbed to find that the first question was, "Was Star Wars worth it last night?" If he even went to see Star Wars and disregarded our grades as a result.....

ENG 110 (Expository Writing) - The "final" was our research paper. I was satisfied with my grade on it - especially considering my "8-10 pages" was actually 7.25 pages with 2.3 line spacing and extra spacing between the characters. During the finals period I happily filled out the surveys to let Dr. Muchiri know just how horrible her class was.

So it is all over. I'm very happy about that. It's been fun, but COS 250 sucked the life out of me. Time to move on to bigger and better thing, as a sophomore.

Uprooted and ousted...

You know what? I'm tired, frustrated, stressed, and ticked. I don't need this right now. I will sum up the situation in one sentence. You want details, go elsewhere. The Bhone (my floor) is being dismantled to make way for another girls floor and we have been given our options to vacate the floor. The current situation looks as if we may get our two man rooms on the second floor of Bergwall. I'd love to write a long ranting (probably funny, overly sarcastic, and cynical entry) but I don't have time. Maybe tomorrow I will finish this. The only thing I have to say is maybe this can fix the problem of "Bhone = Bummer."

Why not?

So the one time I actually start to work, fire drill. It is inevitable. So why not blog about it? I headed over to Gerig with Scooter to study for our "History of American Immigration" final with Anna - the our friend the history guru. We were slowly working our way through the Vietnamese and errrrreereeezzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Time to write a blog outside! Ok, crisis averted - back to studying.

Bhone Controversy

Ahh yes. Controversy has graced the halls of the usually quiet, undisturbed Bhone. On Friday, Bergwall's sixteen current and upcoming "Personnel Assistants" all disappeared for a secretive meeting with the hall director. Upon their return, they acted slightly brainwashed and denied various aspects of the meeting's existence or reason... at least until the e-mail:

Dear Guys,

There is a mandatory meeting this Sunday night (May 15th) at 9pm in the Student Development office (basement of Chapel). Please do everything you can to attend this meeting. It is regarding next year’s housing. I realize this is very vague and you may have questions. I ask for your patience and all your questions will be answered Sunday night. This is why it is extremely important for you to be at this meeting.

Thanks,

James Kim
Bergwall Hall Director

Speculation runs rampant in the dorm rooms. We've all signed our housing contracts - they wouldn't move us around would they? Why must the meeting take place at 9:00 PM on a Sunday - the night before finals begin? What will come of this dubious meeting? As 9:00 PM approaches quickly, we only know that we shall soon find out. Check back for an update!

The BHONE = Bummer

If that hurts, and it won't because you probably aren't reading this, it's true. The BHONE (my dorm floor, for the uninformed) lacks spice. Our floor typically shuts down at 12:00 and sometimes earlier. I understand that people have homework and classes, but spontaneity is fun! Spontaneity makes memories. Just come get in the car and we'll get back before classes start! Screw melatonin, how bout some serotonin! Do something unexpected! Break the norm that our dorm has established... On the flip-side, I suppose I could become a mature individual, develop regular, regulated sleep patterns, and prepare to bound into adulthood. Yeah, I'll just go finish this paper.

One more reason to hate nature.

(Click to see what this can do to a car.)

Sorry for the lapse in updates. I've been rather insane lately. I've been wasting my life writing papers, going to plays (for class), studying, and programming. I'm just about finished with all my homework for the school year, so life is starting to look up. Oh wait. Nevermind, life decided I needed more bad news.

Begin rant: Have I ever mentioned my distaste for nature? For whatever reason, mother nature thought it would be funny to prove that she reigns supreme over all that lives under the sky. To smite me, she hurled millions of balls of ice at my car (drat, foiled by gravity again!), which of course was parked out in the open until I realized what was going on and found a little shelter under a tree. I estimate the damages at about $100-150. Nature inflicted about 3-4 dings on my child (the car) and damaged a trim piece. Ironically, this confirmed my premonition that my car would get dinged before leaving Taylor. I love the great outdoors.

Worst $30 I ever spent.

Worst is a word I refrain from using. Alright who am I kidding? But this time I am serious. I've narrowed down the contestants and the product that claims this honor is not a half year supply of Aldi brand SPAM, it isn't a broken TV I found at a garage sale, and it isn't the cost of a week's dinners in Taylor's Dining Commons. The winner is Internet Cleanup 2.0.3. How did I come to this conclusion, you ask. What could Allume have done to deserve this dishonor? Let's examine the list:

• Price: For only $30 you can remove nonexistent spyware from your Macintosh. This program checks for a whopping 15 types of "spyware" which puts you at $2 a pop. In addition, every one of the "spyware programs" was actually a keylogger of some sort. If it had found anything on my computer I would have had to cancel my credit card immediately. Useless.


• Logs: Any and every program should keep a log of errors for troubleshooting purposes. Allume takes this a step further. The error logs created by Internet Cleanup 2.0.3 dumped a whopping 8+ GB of logs on my computer. I'll live with the spyware, thanks...


• Uninstaller: Now that you've seen my frustration with the program, let's uninstall it and move on with life. Oh wait, the uninstaller checks for files from Internet Cleanup 1.0 and since I never had 1.0, it crashes. Have fun removing all the files manually.

I'm brimming with love for Taylor at the moment. After Taylor kicked me off the network for a week because my Mac had "spyware" I purchased this software to prove my innocence. As if getting kicked off the network wasn't enough, Allume decided to hit me where it hurts months later. DO NOT purchase software from them, you will regret it.

The end is near...

On Friday, I went and saw The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. I was surprised - it wasn't at all what I had expected, but I enjoyed it. My favorite character was none other than Marvin, the manic-depressive robot. I would recommend seeing it as long as you are ready to laugh and aren't in an overly analytical mood!

The semester is wrapping up - I only have to suffer through two more weeks of classes. I'm up late blogging simply because I'm stressed and I need to release some tension. I have all sorts of work ahead of me. The biggest item on my to-do list is a 10-page paper due next Monday. With the semester coming to a close, my grades are becoming virtually finalized and unfortunately, I've had a string of bad ones. It seems as if I can't catch a break.

As usual, Sunday afternoon/night will be devoted to COS 250. Jay and I have the formidable task of implementing a Graph ADT. If you think you know what a graph is, you probably do. However, you probably don't understand what a graph is in computer science. Suffice to say, a graph is a list that contains a list or a matrix. Sound simple? It is for the most part, until you try to implement one in C++. I can just imagine the pointer mess we get to deal with!

Sorry this post isn't all that amusing. I'm not feeling all that cynical or sarcastic. In fact, I'm feeling downright tired. So until my next post, auf Wiedersehen!