Chasing time on Friday, January 26, 2007...
tried to get a drink from the vending machine, but the drink refused to pop out, and realised that the black door that opens the drink to the world was stuck. so i spent some time hammering and whacking it, and luckily enough, it yielded!!
and revealed what a big scrooge i am to be unwilling to let even 90cents go away haha... nearly 20 others before me gave up their drinks, which us happily pulled out from the machine.
hey it's really then an amazing happiness-generating machine ok lol. we were just grinning endlessly as we pulled more and more cans out of the machine. im still a bit high now XD drunk on drinks haha, *hic*
but on the poor sad side charcolette is sick :( her screen's cable's a bit loose apparently, and now the monitor's backlight just die, sometimes because i hit the keys too hard o_o gotta fix it up soon!
this is a darn weird entry XD but im high la.
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 03:21 am
tried to get a drink from the vending machine, but the drink refused to pop out, and realised that the black door that opens the drink to the world was stuck. so i spent some time hammering and whacking it, and luckily enough, it yielded!!
and revealed what a big scrooge i am to be unwilling to let even 90cents go away haha... nearly 20 others before me gave up their drinks, which us happily pulled out from the machine.
hey it's really then an amazing happiness-generating machine ok lol. we were just grinning endlessly as we pulled more and more cans out of the machine. im still a bit high now XD drunk on drinks haha, *hic*
but on the poor sad side charcolette is sick :( her screen's cable's a bit loose apparently, and now the monitor's backlight just die, sometimes because i hit the keys too hard o_o gotta fix it up soon!
this is a darn weird entry XD but im high la.
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 03:21 am
Chasing time on Wednesday, January 24, 2007...
It's sad that I'm only motivated by external sources now >< I don't know why an external impression counts so much for me, that I am compelled not to play games (incidentally, it is Path of Life, some short simulation thing where you have to keep some haitian family alive, happy and educated lol) when my room mate actually has a view of my activities heh.
Not that I've been particularly productive either, burning through sites in repeated loops, thinking about work but jumping between problems that I could hardly concentrate.
Decided to keep a time log of activities instead now, as a motivator (the person over the shoulder is now my future self) XD Shall share this too,
12:15am - 2:10am USE2302 IVLE Forum post
Is it worth it? One post per week = 0.5% of final score; At 16 hrs/wk/module, 0.5% = 5 mins of work expected, for a 300-400 word response! >< And I've burned nearly two hours just to get it done, sigh.
And that's why I'm worried about how I'd cope.
The worst thing is when I worry, I don't get anything done. A empty for loop. Boo :(
25% Term paper due in 12 days. 15% test due in 13 days. 15% presentation due in 6 days. Plus weekly forum posts of a grand total of 15%, that's like 1% a week. Whoever said continuous assessment was fun?!!? >_<
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 02:16 am
It's sad that I'm only motivated by external sources now >< I don't know why an external impression counts so much for me, that I am compelled not to play games (incidentally, it is Path of Life, some short simulation thing where you have to keep some haitian family alive, happy and educated lol) when my room mate actually has a view of my activities heh.
Not that I've been particularly productive either, burning through sites in repeated loops, thinking about work but jumping between problems that I could hardly concentrate.
Decided to keep a time log of activities instead now, as a motivator (the person over the shoulder is now my future self) XD Shall share this too,
12:15am - 2:10am USE2302 IVLE Forum post
Is it worth it? One post per week = 0.5% of final score; At 16 hrs/wk/module, 0.5% = 5 mins of work expected, for a 300-400 word response! >< And I've burned nearly two hours just to get it done, sigh.
And that's why I'm worried about how I'd cope.
The worst thing is when I worry, I don't get anything done. A empty for loop. Boo :(
25% Term paper due in 12 days. 15% test due in 13 days. 15% presentation due in 6 days. Plus weekly forum posts of a grand total of 15%, that's like 1% a week. Whoever said continuous assessment was fun?!!? >_<
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 02:16 am
Chasing time on Saturday, January 20, 2007...
A curious balance of effort and time for all the work - we've been trained to complete all our work all our lives, but it's just different now >< Is the additional effort worth it, especially if it's in a module you're mugging just for the sake of an A?
Still a bit disoriented with all the work, especially when I'm actually taking more breadths and treading into dangerous waters of humanities. Only taking a single computing-related module this semester; one other on math, which I'm already beginning to die for it, one on environmental ethics, one on democratic possibilities of singapore (inquiry into types of government, types of liberty, etc >_< this one is majorly troubling me, more next time). only saving throw was a intro to engine module, which is also counted as breadth haha and has a lego mindstorm building project :)
Disoriented, because I've not figured out head or tail of what's happening yet >< Especially the modules on ethics and governments, the readings are just crazy waugh. But I shall just try to survive and what next week holds heh (:
Sleep! (:
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 02:25 am
A curious balance of effort and time for all the work - we've been trained to complete all our work all our lives, but it's just different now >< Is the additional effort worth it, especially if it's in a module you're mugging just for the sake of an A?
Still a bit disoriented with all the work, especially when I'm actually taking more breadths and treading into dangerous waters of humanities. Only taking a single computing-related module this semester; one other on math, which I'm already beginning to die for it, one on environmental ethics, one on democratic possibilities of singapore (inquiry into types of government, types of liberty, etc >_< this one is majorly troubling me, more next time). only saving throw was a intro to engine module, which is also counted as breadth haha and has a lego mindstorm building project :)
Disoriented, because I've not figured out head or tail of what's happening yet >< Especially the modules on ethics and governments, the readings are just crazy waugh. But I shall just try to survive and what next week holds heh (:
Sleep! (:
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 02:25 am
Chasing time on Wednesday, January 17, 2007...
Some blogs just inspire by the simplicity and literary command in the posts.
Other blogs go down like charred toast, you end up nitpicking on other people's lifes and how they should write it down. Then feel guilty because it's not your life, it's not your writing and hell, he must have enjoyed writing it as much as I love to dissect it.
Admittably, the ego doesn't like to be challenged; reading blogs often just leads me to a mental comparison as to how I'll write one instead. But thankfully, the ego also has learnt to let go and submit (not to all, unfortunately) and admire the literary prowess of the different authors, each chronicaling their lives in their own lively and unique ways.
I wished to write, I wanted to write; just that everything seems banal to the jaded eyes and mind, and the raging thought processes that once dominated the mind, has its output now been relegated to the dumpster.
I wished to write, I yearned to describe, something worth its weight in beauty and depth; but in the search of it the process is neglected.
Perhaps, also, from a utilitarian point of view, the blog post just doesn't contribute anything to the world. Ever since I started blogging, I've been fascinated by the depths of people's hearts, the raging emotional storms that could inspire the words which stirs others. It's like a... lesson to me, to try and understand, to try and grasp at other's experience to fill up the lack in mine; or perhaps, the lack is a failure to describe truly, without tinting it with the censor's eyes.
Unstirring, pointless words, which I vaguely tried to deny by classifying them as memory-preservers, a charge that even I slowly lost faith in. It's a bit scary, eh, to lay out your fears and insecurities online to be close-read and manipulated by others; deliberately convoluted thoughts and sesquipedalian prose only serves to show my insecurities, hiding behind wordplay and refusing to be open with what I wanted to say. It's like, streaking with clothes on? What on earth is the point! To engage in curious wordplay, wallowing in circles and meanings which I probably have forgotten by now, just shows how much I had wanted to make up for my perceived lack of worldly experiences; hey, you could interpret it in so many ways! I had sorta hoped that it'll all be fun to read, engaging and intriguing, because I had wanted to be read. To have the most private thoughts scattered through the minds across the blogosphere. To appear fun, engaging and intriguing, to show a facade of who I am not in.
For the webs of deceit spun, convoluted tales spoken and other self-indulgent trepasses, I apologise.
But I will post on, with more pointless ramblings, which I hope at least serve as a distraction to whatever you have on hand.
And I will try to truly preserve the memories. These precious little things. Shifting more towards photologging though, much more convenience :)
Still trying to get some assignment done. Grr. Top procrastinator! :( And the posts the others have made don't exactly encourage me either, with their lengthy discourse that seems to dwarf whatever thoughts that seem to bubble up in my mind.
But heck, I shall go work on it now, and try let some bubbles swell to post-length without letting them pop to the mocking group of perceivably sharper posts :(
Ah. And it's intriguing no, the colorful languages. I on habit have an aversion to it, preferring to reserve it for use when words in the ordinary vocabulary completely fails. More satisfying release, I tell ya. It's just jarring but cute at the same time, how that pint-sized cutie in class would actually use some moderately rainbowed language in the forum postings. You just can't .. imagine it in real life grin.
Ok, enough distraction. MUST FINISH IT TONIGHT! >< Rather, ToMorning. Sleep habits = screwed :(
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 12:11 am
Some blogs just inspire by the simplicity and literary command in the posts.
Other blogs go down like charred toast, you end up nitpicking on other people's lifes and how they should write it down. Then feel guilty because it's not your life, it's not your writing and hell, he must have enjoyed writing it as much as I love to dissect it.
Admittably, the ego doesn't like to be challenged; reading blogs often just leads me to a mental comparison as to how I'll write one instead. But thankfully, the ego also has learnt to let go and submit (not to all, unfortunately) and admire the literary prowess of the different authors, each chronicaling their lives in their own lively and unique ways.
I wished to write, I wanted to write; just that everything seems banal to the jaded eyes and mind, and the raging thought processes that once dominated the mind, has its output now been relegated to the dumpster.
I wished to write, I yearned to describe, something worth its weight in beauty and depth; but in the search of it the process is neglected.
Perhaps, also, from a utilitarian point of view, the blog post just doesn't contribute anything to the world. Ever since I started blogging, I've been fascinated by the depths of people's hearts, the raging emotional storms that could inspire the words which stirs others. It's like a... lesson to me, to try and understand, to try and grasp at other's experience to fill up the lack in mine; or perhaps, the lack is a failure to describe truly, without tinting it with the censor's eyes.
Unstirring, pointless words, which I vaguely tried to deny by classifying them as memory-preservers, a charge that even I slowly lost faith in. It's a bit scary, eh, to lay out your fears and insecurities online to be close-read and manipulated by others; deliberately convoluted thoughts and sesquipedalian prose only serves to show my insecurities, hiding behind wordplay and refusing to be open with what I wanted to say. It's like, streaking with clothes on? What on earth is the point! To engage in curious wordplay, wallowing in circles and meanings which I probably have forgotten by now, just shows how much I had wanted to make up for my perceived lack of worldly experiences; hey, you could interpret it in so many ways! I had sorta hoped that it'll all be fun to read, engaging and intriguing, because I had wanted to be read. To have the most private thoughts scattered through the minds across the blogosphere. To appear fun, engaging and intriguing, to show a facade of who I am not in.
For the webs of deceit spun, convoluted tales spoken and other self-indulgent trepasses, I apologise.
But I will post on, with more pointless ramblings, which I hope at least serve as a distraction to whatever you have on hand.
And I will try to truly preserve the memories. These precious little things. Shifting more towards photologging though, much more convenience :)
Still trying to get some assignment done. Grr. Top procrastinator! :( And the posts the others have made don't exactly encourage me either, with their lengthy discourse that seems to dwarf whatever thoughts that seem to bubble up in my mind.
But heck, I shall go work on it now, and try let some bubbles swell to post-length without letting them pop to the mocking group of perceivably sharper posts :(
Ah. And it's intriguing no, the colorful languages. I on habit have an aversion to it, preferring to reserve it for use when words in the ordinary vocabulary completely fails. More satisfying release, I tell ya. It's just jarring but cute at the same time, how that pint-sized cutie in class would actually use some moderately rainbowed language in the forum postings. You just can't .. imagine it in real life grin.
Ok, enough distraction. MUST FINISH IT TONIGHT! >< Rather, ToMorning. Sleep habits = screwed :(
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 12:11 am
Chasing time on Tuesday, January 16, 2007...
If not now, never ever XD
Shanghai in photos!
Great holiday :) Though the locals seem to have a well-executed plan to entice the tourists to buy the various wares; pearls, tea leaves, tea pots, inscribed crystal balls, etc! And apparently this is pretty much what happens to every tour group to China, but still I think this particular tour group has plenty of extra perks to make it a great trip :) Seats to ERA circus, a fusion of east's skills with the handling of the west. Direct factory outlets. Urban planning centre, shanghai. Unexpected upgrade to 4* from 3 for last night. Great tour guides.
Had much holiday plans to mug, but it is utterly IMPOSSIBLE with all the outings that I went for XD Crashing a dressing room with the buddies. Visiting David, post surgery, both in ward and home. USP writing class outing. Dimsum buffet with class. Ohfour chalet, which turned out to be great fun; was supposed to go home but couldn't bear to haha. Majorly surprised to hear that AMY'02 wanted to crash orientation! Was not supposed to crash again, but well since she is :) Of endless bussing between nus and hcjc, crashing 07 with 05, the crazy games, the revealing which got all the crashers high XD, campfire dampened by rain, but enthusiasm fired by the squeeziness in hall and everyone joined in the songs and dance. 07 initiation followed by supper, which with 02 04 05 06 07 occupied nearly the whole chicken rice stall, opposite beauty world. class birthday, songs cake 07 musical chairs 06 twister everyone else cards cards cards and weirdest forfeits.
Tell me, how to have mood to study :(
Desperate catching up with work, sleep and everything! So very behind work :(
HURR! >_<
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 01:57 am
If not now, never ever XD
Shanghai in photos!
Great holiday :) Though the locals seem to have a well-executed plan to entice the tourists to buy the various wares; pearls, tea leaves, tea pots, inscribed crystal balls, etc! And apparently this is pretty much what happens to every tour group to China, but still I think this particular tour group has plenty of extra perks to make it a great trip :) Seats to ERA circus, a fusion of east's skills with the handling of the west. Direct factory outlets. Urban planning centre, shanghai. Unexpected upgrade to 4* from 3 for last night. Great tour guides.
Had much holiday plans to mug, but it is utterly IMPOSSIBLE with all the outings that I went for XD Crashing a dressing room with the buddies. Visiting David, post surgery, both in ward and home. USP writing class outing. Dimsum buffet with class. Ohfour chalet, which turned out to be great fun; was supposed to go home but couldn't bear to haha. Majorly surprised to hear that AMY'02 wanted to crash orientation! Was not supposed to crash again, but well since she is :) Of endless bussing between nus and hcjc, crashing 07 with 05, the crazy games, the revealing which got all the crashers high XD, campfire dampened by rain, but enthusiasm fired by the squeeziness in hall and everyone joined in the songs and dance. 07 initiation followed by supper, which with 02 04 05 06 07 occupied nearly the whole chicken rice stall, opposite beauty world. class birthday, songs cake 07 musical chairs 06 twister everyone else cards cards cards and weirdest forfeits.
Tell me, how to have mood to study :(
Desperate catching up with work, sleep and everything! So very behind work :(
HURR! >_<
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 01:57 am
Chasing time on Thursday, December 7, 2006...
I'm a caffeine freak! Haha despite.. having no real noticable effects, I dunno I seem pretty insensitive to it, but I hope it helped :D Placebo? haha.
My bibles! Notice the loving annotations haha.. bleh. First and not last of the academic essays boo :(
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 01:25 p.m.
I'm a caffeine freak! Haha despite.. having no real noticable effects, I dunno I seem pretty insensitive to it, but I hope it helped :D Placebo? haha.
My bibles! Notice the loving annotations haha.. bleh. First and not last of the academic essays boo :(
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 01:25 p.m.
Chasing time on Thursday, December 7, 2006...
Just crazy! Spent the whole night and day reorganising the notebook, reinstalling software, backuping, re-partitioning; haha now that a semester has passed hopefully I'll be better prepared for the notes organisation as they come; as well as any potential disasters hurhur.
Tried to resize the partitions on my desktop, but that nearly impossible and took up insane loads of time, not to mention ending up corrupt -_- I think heat played a part; for my portable drive while it's doing it's long shift hahaha I had it lie on the metal plate from a pencil case and put an ice beneath it :D
Tried to survive on 4 hours of sleep, but body refused, holiday mood. So as usual, only managed to wake up after a dream ended, 6 hrs of sleep time elapsed. Touched up on the overnight jobs, and off to school; settled room keys and stuff, then settled part of the comp comm hall website layout implementation over a CMS.
Then me and roommate went can-collecting :p Had to collect like, 50 Qoo and MinuteMaid cans, as part of our 3 requisite auxuillary activities, which would be used for the float during rag day. So we split up the school and searched every recycle bin that we could find haha. Ants attack!!!Plastic bag gloving my hand broke! ITCH without a clean hand to scritch! Thirst! STRANGE LOOKS as I upset dustbins in search of the elusive cans! And after two hours, all we got was 28 cans :( Not too avid drinkers of fruit juice, NUSers are.
All right, I guess I shall go off and fire off a few emails, especially to the respective comm heads haha. Shanghai beckons! (But there's still so much to do! >_<)
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 04:07 am
Just crazy! Spent the whole night and day reorganising the notebook, reinstalling software, backuping, re-partitioning; haha now that a semester has passed hopefully I'll be better prepared for the notes organisation as they come; as well as any potential disasters hurhur.
Tried to resize the partitions on my desktop, but that nearly impossible and took up insane loads of time, not to mention ending up corrupt -_- I think heat played a part; for my portable drive while it's doing it's long shift hahaha I had it lie on the metal plate from a pencil case and put an ice beneath it :D
Tried to survive on 4 hours of sleep, but body refused, holiday mood. So as usual, only managed to wake up after a dream ended, 6 hrs of sleep time elapsed. Touched up on the overnight jobs, and off to school; settled room keys and stuff, then settled part of the comp comm hall website layout implementation over a CMS.
Then me and roommate went can-collecting :p Had to collect like, 50 Qoo and MinuteMaid cans, as part of our 3 requisite auxuillary activities, which would be used for the float during rag day. So we split up the school and searched every recycle bin that we could find haha. Ants attack!!!Plastic bag gloving my hand broke! ITCH without a clean hand to scritch! Thirst! STRANGE LOOKS as I upset dustbins in search of the elusive cans! And after two hours, all we got was 28 cans :( Not too avid drinkers of fruit juice, NUSers are.
All right, I guess I shall go off and fire off a few emails, especially to the respective comm heads haha. Shanghai beckons! (But there's still so much to do! >_<)
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 04:07 am
Chasing time on Tuesday, December 5, 2006...
Not much elation, really. It's just like running, say, the first 400 metres and jumping for joy, when you've got another 2800 metres ahead.
Discrete Math was disastrous! As always it was just a major IQ challenge pft, the concepts would only be tested if you manage to twist the question to fit the framework of what you know! And they were all proving questions!! WAUGH. I only completed, like, 40% of the paper. The rest were half-hearted jabs at the incomprehensible questions, pitiful attempts to dreg up a few more random points, in case I manage to write something so equally incomprehensible, it actually fits and makes sense.
Alright. Now I've got the holidays to get to become a Schemer, master the intricacies and subtleties Java, and hopefully get to do something really productive next year; intriguingly, my time-table has more breadth modules than core o.o Democratic possibilities in Singapore? Ethics and environment? IT and society? The pitiful core 2 are just Java Problem Solving, which I intend to complete before the end of the holidays, and one on differential equations. Man. Things are looking up! :D
Paperless semester hasn't turned out particularly paperless, essays chomp paper for dinner since I'll have to scribble really on endless reams of paper and spread them all over the table, not to mention the endless annotation stickies. Then there's open-book papers, which is unfortunately closed-computer, so it's an unfortunate consequence that after doing all my tutorials on the laptop, I'll have to print them out :p But otherwise, it's really great to be carrying around all your work, in the size of a thumbnail :D
SPENDTHRIFT! How! I feel like buying a Network Storage Drive for my home network haha... to ensure data synchronity across all the computers... Netgear SC101! :D Also aiming to get a lousy computer for like under 200, so I can use it as a server; most importantly for tunnelling purposes I guess hmm, as well as host of potential workabouts and arounds. Hamachi does offer a lot of possibilities :D
Alright, end of "celebratory" post; but as they say, the battle is won but the war has just begun.
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 03:20 pm
Not much elation, really. It's just like running, say, the first 400 metres and jumping for joy, when you've got another 2800 metres ahead.
Discrete Math was disastrous! As always it was just a major IQ challenge pft, the concepts would only be tested if you manage to twist the question to fit the framework of what you know! And they were all proving questions!! WAUGH. I only completed, like, 40% of the paper. The rest were half-hearted jabs at the incomprehensible questions, pitiful attempts to dreg up a few more random points, in case I manage to write something so equally incomprehensible, it actually fits and makes sense.
Alright. Now I've got the holidays to get to become a Schemer, master the intricacies and subtleties Java, and hopefully get to do something really productive next year; intriguingly, my time-table has more breadth modules than core o.o Democratic possibilities in Singapore? Ethics and environment? IT and society? The pitiful core 2 are just Java Problem Solving, which I intend to complete before the end of the holidays, and one on differential equations. Man. Things are looking up! :D
Paperless semester hasn't turned out particularly paperless, essays chomp paper for dinner since I'll have to scribble really on endless reams of paper and spread them all over the table, not to mention the endless annotation stickies. Then there's open-book papers, which is unfortunately closed-computer, so it's an unfortunate consequence that after doing all my tutorials on the laptop, I'll have to print them out :p But otherwise, it's really great to be carrying around all your work, in the size of a thumbnail :D
SPENDTHRIFT! How! I feel like buying a Network Storage Drive for my home network haha... to ensure data synchronity across all the computers... Netgear SC101! :D Also aiming to get a lousy computer for like under 200, so I can use it as a server; most importantly for tunnelling purposes I guess hmm, as well as host of potential workabouts and arounds. Hamachi does offer a lot of possibilities :D
Alright, end of "celebratory" post; but as they say, the battle is won but the war has just begun.
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 03:20 pm
Chasing time on Monday, December 4, 2006...
Just haven't learnt from my lesson for Math! Little productive directed work done, much slacking, and now 16 hours to the paper I'm panicking at how much I just don't know! WAUGH. -stabs self-
Hopefully this fit of panic would push me to get work done :S
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 01:43 am
Just haven't learnt from my lesson for Math! Little productive directed work done, much slacking, and now 16 hours to the paper I'm panicking at how much I just don't know! WAUGH. -stabs self-
Hopefully this fit of panic would push me to get work done :S
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 01:43 am
Chasing time on Sunday, December 3, 2006...
Have a terrible urge to go out somewhere comfy, like a couch in Starbucks, or on the back bench of a random double-deckered bus, and tackle the endless personal don't knows of discrete math. There seem to be an enduringly fascinating aspect of the background noise, mingling with the hustle and bustle of everyday living; how horribly detached I am (we are?) from the reality, holed up in our own private mugging paradise.
The only thing that's stopping me is the lack of power supply; with luck one day there'd be wireless power (:
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 01:32 pm
Have a terrible urge to go out somewhere comfy, like a couch in Starbucks, or on the back bench of a random double-deckered bus, and tackle the endless personal don't knows of discrete math. There seem to be an enduringly fascinating aspect of the background noise, mingling with the hustle and bustle of everyday living; how horribly detached I am (we are?) from the reality, holed up in our own private mugging paradise.
The only thing that's stopping me is the lack of power supply; with luck one day there'd be wireless power (:
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 01:32 pm
Chasing time on Friday, December 1, 2006...
December! Semester one is now in its final leg, with now one last paper on Monday, I'm trying to piece together my act and start mugging hard for it (:
There's so much to do though, not helped by a 8 day family trip to China next Thursday hurhur. I wonder if I should get a new camera :D
Probably not haha, I don't exactly think parents are too happy about my spendings, especially the recent acquirement of a $300 watch, that gives real-time feedback on running speed, distance, and heart rate. Oh, and it tells the time!
I don't know, I'm pretty much a data freak and optimisation nerd, and the thought of real-time feedback and data-logging was really quite hard to resist :p Besides, I need to train up for the runs, and was hoping to use the watch to maximize my efficiency; though I've not exactly worked out a good plan for that yet, hopefully soon!
Dreams are pretty much amazing, no. It's pretty much your thoughts, no? Yet, somehow besides just merely interacting with the environment the brain is able to generate the whole immersive environment, provide for multiple actors behaviour and speech, and at the same time control myself. The most interesting kinds are the ones are where I read the newspapers in dreams; do I really read the words as I believe I am, or is it just that the brain's telling me I'm reading them? Hmm.
Not good, though. The dreams are usually so engrossing, that I refuse to wake up; much like reading a book haha. And intriguingly, I realise my brain often fits an adventure into a space of 1 hour. The alarm usually wakes me up, then I'll proceed to knock off into dreamland and wake up to a nice episodic conclusion in an hours time. Sometimes, I just fall back to sleep again, and would pretty much wake up in an hours time again, after yet another episode of Junyi in Dreamland. It'll be great to write these intriguing dreams down, but judging from the time I'll waste pondering about the adventure, I say it's good the brain dumps it pretty quick.
Best not to keep myself away from work, off to mug! (:
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 12:47 am
December! Semester one is now in its final leg, with now one last paper on Monday, I'm trying to piece together my act and start mugging hard for it (:
There's so much to do though, not helped by a 8 day family trip to China next Thursday hurhur. I wonder if I should get a new camera :D
Probably not haha, I don't exactly think parents are too happy about my spendings, especially the recent acquirement of a $300 watch, that gives real-time feedback on running speed, distance, and heart rate. Oh, and it tells the time!
I don't know, I'm pretty much a data freak and optimisation nerd, and the thought of real-time feedback and data-logging was really quite hard to resist :p Besides, I need to train up for the runs, and was hoping to use the watch to maximize my efficiency; though I've not exactly worked out a good plan for that yet, hopefully soon!
Dreams are pretty much amazing, no. It's pretty much your thoughts, no? Yet, somehow besides just merely interacting with the environment the brain is able to generate the whole immersive environment, provide for multiple actors behaviour and speech, and at the same time control myself. The most interesting kinds are the ones are where I read the newspapers in dreams; do I really read the words as I believe I am, or is it just that the brain's telling me I'm reading them? Hmm.
Not good, though. The dreams are usually so engrossing, that I refuse to wake up; much like reading a book haha. And intriguingly, I realise my brain often fits an adventure into a space of 1 hour. The alarm usually wakes me up, then I'll proceed to knock off into dreamland and wake up to a nice episodic conclusion in an hours time. Sometimes, I just fall back to sleep again, and would pretty much wake up in an hours time again, after yet another episode of Junyi in Dreamland. It'll be great to write these intriguing dreams down, but judging from the time I'll waste pondering about the adventure, I say it's good the brain dumps it pretty quick.
Best not to keep myself away from work, off to mug! (:
...panting, staring bleakly ahead at the dust trail, and gave up at 12:47 am
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