Monthly Archive: February 2006

Snowed in?

Oh, Jebus, what a day. Last night, Henrick and I were scrambling to get a document for our database class written up. We’ve written so many of these spec documents in the past that we seriously figured that this document was going to be relatively simple. I mean, 10-15 pages…how bad could it be? Ugh. It just figures that this would be like the document from hell.

I mean, before the start of the term, we decided to take the database course because we wanted a relatively easy ride. Now, looking at the notes and the textbook for the course, it’s all so hard to understand. No, we’re not thick or anything, it’s just that the text is full of technical and algebraic mumbo jumbo that’s not that easy to mentally digest. It’s all so very dry. I can’t stay awake in that class at all. Same thing happened here, really. We were working in the living room, trying to understand everything that was going on, but when 2 amrolled around, I thought just couldn’t take it anymore and I took a nap. I ended up waking up at 5. I had to nudge him awakeso that we could get back to the document.

At about 8, Raluca comes down tellingus to look at the school’s website. We weren’t getting a proper connection, so she just showed us the announcement: snow day!

Oh hell, when was the last time I’ve experienced a snow day? It’s been ages. The idea almost seemed foreign to me, which is ridiculous. Living in a winter climate, as a kid, I used to look forward to days when the buses were cancelled. No school. It’s just that now that I’m in my mid-twenties (!) the idea of missing school due to a inclement weather is…odd, know what I mean?

Anyway, the document is now due tomorrow. And here we are scrambling to get things together. Some things don’t change, eh?

Meme: Tagged by Lisa

Oh Christ, been tagged for a meme by Lisa.

Four jobs I�ve had:
1. I do think the **FOC** should count considering it took up so many hours of my life.
2. **Network OSS Specialist** for TELUS mobility. Now that was a laid back job.
3. **Tech writer** for Genesis Microchip. Holy crap, I got good with MS Word in that job. Even so, I still can’t convince anyone around me ot use Styles properly, and it makes me want to bash my head against the wall.
4. **Tech Support** at GE Canada. Probably my first “service” type job. With that job, I’ve learned that some people are just not worth getting along with, and that even when you think no one will do anything stupid with their computer, someone will find a way to mess the system up.

Four movies I can watch over and over:
(What a horrid question)
1. **Memento**: Remember Sammy Jankis!
2. **Monty Python and the Holy Grail**: Naughty, naughty Zoot!
3. **Kill Bill Vol 1**
4. Uhh…something from the **LOTR** trilogy…

Four places I�ve lived
1. **Vancouver**
2. **Brampton**
3. **Scarborough**
4. **Waterloo**

Four TV shows I love:
(Apart from the obvious one that I know I’m going to get mocked for if I mention it here…)
1. **The Amazing Race**
2. **Futurama**
3. **Daily Planet** (Discovery)
4. **Survivor** (that’s a guilty pleasure)

Four places I�ve vacationed:
1. **Orlando**
2. **New York**
3. **Cape Cod**
4. **Manila**

Four of my favorite dishes:
1. **Roast beef** that I make
2. **Lumpia**
3. **Leche Flan**
4. **All you can eat sushi** (LOL)

Four sites I visit daily:
1. **www.thestar.com**
2. **www.prettyguardiansailormoon.com**
3. **news.bbc.co.uk**
4. **www.uwaterloo.ca**

Four places I would rather be right now:
1. **Home** -_-
2. **Japan**
3. **New York**
4. **Travelling someplace around Canada**, I suppose

Four bloggers Im tagging:
HEADS UP!
**Raien**
**Julius**
**Kyleen**
and…**Yuki**? Maybe it’ll get her to update.

Lost Mini SD Card

Damn it all. I can’t seem to find my Mini SD Card. Last I remember, I put in in my suit jacket pocket before the competiiton on Saturday morning. It’s no longer there, which means that it got lost in transit at some point. It could be somewhere in Toronto. It could be somewhere here in Waterloo. Someone may have it which means that they’ve got a lot of car videos, and some really strange pictures of myself. Of course, most of those pictures have ended up here on this blog anyway, which is already pretty much open to the public. Nope, no incriminating photos on there, fortunately enough. Ah, but it’s winter so it may be lying in the snow somewhere, with all of the electronic stuff all messed up now anyway.

I suppose I’ll just wait around for a few days in the hopes that it may turn up among my other things…otherwise I’ll just get a new card.

It’s really too bad though…I had some funny videos to share here today.

Post OEC reflection

Nope, didn’t win OEC. Not even close. Out of 7 teams in the Entrepreneurial category, we didn’t place in the top 3, so we’re anywhere in the lower half, wonderful!

In all honesty though…24 hours later, it’s not so bad. I’m slowly becoming more and more satisfied with the fact that we really did our best.

I can see here that my last entry was written in the early morning hours of Wednesday. So, I guess I didn’t even mention all the insanity that occurred on Wednesday night, Thursday and Friday. On Wednesday night, all four of us were scrambling to get our presentation done. We wanted to have a consistent look between our presentation and poster. So, before we could work on the poster, we had to get some good content down on the presentation. See, the thing is, for printing purposes, we really needed to get the poster in for printing by Thursday at some point. So, there we were, feverishly working with Powerpoint. Seeing as how we were in the Entrepreneurial category, we knew very well that the focus would be on the marketing aspects of our product. Unfortunately, where in the workd were we going to get data for something that had no real precedents? Oh, how we spent hours just trying to figure out how to spin it all. Keith and Tony left early, if I recall correctly, leaving Henrick and I to come up with a solution. I think we eventually got to a very good point at 4 or 5 in the morning. At that point, our presentation had all the basic concepts in place. That enabled us to move on to our poster. Unfortunately, the pair of us were so dead tired that we were quite non-functional. With some constant napping in between, I think we managed to pull something out by 1 p.m. Thursday. This is what they looked like.

IPS Poster

IPS Presentation

So, we sent it out for printing, after which we both went home for some good napping time. At about 4 or so, my cell phone went off. The printing place called to state that the printer was doing strange things on to the poster, meaning that it couldn’t be printed. I had no idea what they meant, but anyway, I scrambled to make adjustments and resent it. By the time I did, they were ready to close, so I wouldn’t find out the results until the next morning. What suspense! So, on Friday morning, I headed straight over to the printing lab and to my relief things looked just fine. That’s pretty much it for the pre-OEC craziness. I mean, Friday was the day we headed over to Toronto for the competition.

It was very nice of them to put us up in the Sheraton Centre. It’s a damn nice hotel, and the beds were very very comfortable. On Friday night, dinner was served buffet style, which was alright except for this really horrendous black olive paste that was served with the crudités. Blech. Everyone was taking the orange-coloured dip, while the black stuff wasn’t being touched. I figured that I would try it out to find out why. Well, it really was pretty damn gross.

Friday night/Saturday morning was really rough. The four of us stayed up until about 3 a.m. practicing what we were going to say with our slides. We had to rehearse multiple times because we were going well over our 20 minute time limit every time. It was all so very tedious. We declared the session over though when we finally brought it down to 18 and a half minutes.

Morning came very quickly. Soon enough we were on our way to the Bahen Centre on the University of Toronto campus. Man, I think there was a lot there that wasn’t too prepared. I mean, we had to wait for a while for tables to be set up. Power wasn’t readily available for any of the teams…except for the few that staked out a place by the power outlets. Before anything was happening, we stood around the end of this long wooden bench. Some competitor from the Royal Military College told us “we’re going to be setting up in this area”. We weren’t even looking to unload or anything. What the hell? I didnt realize what that was all about until I saw that there was a plug right there. Smart move, I guess. I mean, we didn’t get power to our table area until 15 minutes before the demonstration time. Yes, we should have come more preapred. I mean, looking at other teams, some brought suitcases of extension cord. So very insane.

Demonstrations came and went. When the judges were at our booth, our damn car refused to work properly. Cursed! Well after the point , we figured out that the problem was due to the amount of sunlight coming in from above, hitting the floor, and confusing our sensors. Rotten luck, I suppose. Throughout the day, the car worked intermittently. We had to explain things so many times. My throat became dry really quickly. I wasn’t pleased with the fact that the organizers didn’t consider having bottled water ready for us people in the Entrepreneurial category. I mean, we’re constantly talking with people. It’s tough.

Overall, competition wasn’t so fierce. It was quite boring being there, actually. Once again, it was mostly Keith and I manning the booth. The other two took more time to see the other booths, and to watch the other people’s presentations. After every presentation, they’d come out with feedback and more ideas on how to improve our own presentation. By the time our presentation slot came around, our presentation was lean and TIGHT. I swear, our marketing plans were academically solid. We had figures and statistics to back up everything. By all means, we should have nailed everything. The only thing that I didn’t consider was that…realistically, it was all a bit outlandish. I’ll spare the details, but bascially, we were being entirely too optimistic about whether a car company would take us under their wing or not. Back then though, I didn’t realize it. So, when the awards banquet came along, and we weren’t called up for anything, I was heavily disappointed.

When we got back to our room, everyone else was really unsurprised. Me, on the other hand, I was ready to come here and blog something saying that this event was an utter waste of my time. I guess I can see things in a different light now.

The market analysis and risk management info was solid. Our poster was excellent. I didn’t get to see anyone else’s presentation, but from what I heard, our slides were the most beautiful. Our project had a large “cool” factor. I think we were solid competitors; it’s just too bad that the judges didn’t agree. We would have felt much worse if we didn’t give it our best…but because we did, I can remain satisfied. It’s taken me a whole day to finally realize that.

So, that was my weekend. Things aren’t yet ready to settle. This week is pretty packed with stuff as well. However, I know that it’s all simple stuff in comparison. Bring it on.

Lab rats

Oh, it was another one of those days. I swear, we are spending way too much time in the lab than is healthy for an average person. I get silly and giddy at the slightest things there, and the result is that I get sent into fits of laughter at the absurd. Surely, I’ve had an affect on my comrades as well. One person has been giving me mock attitude as of late. They seem to do it ot poke fun at the fact that it’s usually me that’s dishing out the attitude. Heh, funny that. In my mind, I’ve always considered myself to be a tad surly, although internally. Nope. When I put more thought into it, it seems more like me to end up telling someone to “fuck off”, mostly in jest, but with a tad of bite. Is that such a bad thing? My friends are still my friends, so they seem to accept me for it, so for that, I’m truly thankful.

Another person has started getting physically violent. As the trio of us walked over to the plaza to pick up food, I was calling the guy’s name in a mock whiny tone. It was a carry over from a joke in the lab. He gave me a good shove in good humor, which made me laugh out loud. He’s known to be the stoic type that doesn’t really poke fun or become violent for any reason, so the other two of us were mildly shocked at his response. Apparently that’s another thing that stems from me. Maybe it’s embarassing to mention this, but I have a history of playful hitting–never hard, so says I.

It all makes me wonder: is this how I’m going to be remembered? As the violent, vulgar, guy who gets laughs out of bodily functions and juvenile humor? Heh. Well, I suppose you could say that’s just one side of me; there are many other parts to the whole. Frankly, I do believe that all this vulgarity only makes my good sides shine out brighter than they would otherwise.

Anyway, off to bed, I suppose. It’s 4 in the morning. I need to get some sleep to prepare for another long day in the lab. To close it off, here’s a new pic of me I took with my cell. I’m rather fond of it.

Pungently rancid and goaty!

Ugh. My quads are killing me. Walking down a flight of stairs is a big pain; everything feels so stiff. This is the result of me doing some squats on Sunday. I guess the obvious follow up question to that is, “why in the world are you performing squats?” Well squats are a good exercise to work the thigh muscles. Not enough people work that muscle group. Just make sure to stretch beforehand…don’t be a fool like me.

Anyway, I’ve spent the last few days lying in bed studying for my developmental psych midterm. The test really wasn’t as bad as I thought it might be. The test only covered three chapters, so there wasn’t too much to memorize. The text was mildly amusing. There were a few things that stood out, like when they were describing out the scent of amniotic fluid wasn’t always pleasant. They even described some of the reported scents like: “pungently rancid, goaty, or having a ‘strong fecal note’” (Schaal, Orgeur, & Rognon, 1995). It’s stuff like that that really sticks in my mind. There’s lots of material in this course that kind of makes you go “aww!” as well. In class, we were shown a video of a young child being shown two glasses of juice of the same amount. The child agreed that there was the same amount. The researcher then took one glass and poured it into a skinnier container in plain view, so that the juice was “taller”. When asked whether the two containers had the same amount, the child said no and insisted that the taller one had more juice, even though he saw the pouring being performed. It’s kind of funny stuff, and it makes you think: we were once like that at one point. Wow. We’ve sure come a long way, no?

I guess lastly, after the exam, I headed to the lab to meet up with my group to work on our project for OEC this weekend. Oh, progress is going slowly, but we know that things need to get done one way or another. Actually, before Tony and Henrick arrived, Keith and I were discussing going for a donut run. However, neither of us had any cash. So, we planned to make a run once the other two arrived with money. Oh, the cravings got louder as time passed. Soon we were exclaiming, “I want my donuts!” out loud, as if the call would have drawn them in faster. Gluttony soon turned thoughts of half a dozen to a full dozen. When they arrived, oh what joy there was. I do think though that half a dozen would have been wiser. The only ones really eating were Keith and me. After three each, we loked at each other and egged each other on:

I’ll eat one if you eat one. We eventually hit 5 each, and that’s when the craziness started. Sugar highs are never good.

Anyway, I swear that I’m not going o eat another donut within the next month or so. With all those calories…I suppose there are many ways to burn them off–perhaps…more squats?

Love Life Secrets

Ganked from Raien

Your Love Life Secrets Are

Looking back on your life, you will only have one true love.

You’ve been deeply wounded in the past, and you’re still recovering from that hurt.

You expect a lot from your lover – you want the full package. You tend to be very picky.

In fights, you love to debate and defend yourself. You logic prevails – or at least you’d like to think so.

Getting over a break-up doesn’t take long. Easy come, easy go.

Catching up

So, I haven’t really blogged over the past little while. I guess I needed a break, that’s all.

Today, or rather, yesterday (goddamn…it’s that late already) was Groundhog day. I do believe that both Punxsutawney Phil and Wiarton Willie predicted an early spring, to which I say, “no shit!” Seriously, with the kind of January we’ve been having, what other prediction could anyone have made? It makes me wonder though, how much of the prediction consists of what people want to forecast? I mean, what if, for example, this year Phil or Willie actually “saw his shadow”, meaning a prediction of six more weeks of winter? Could the human observers in good conscience say that the rodents accurately predicted the right thing?

I think I read that this warm weather in our area was due to an Siberian cold air mass staying put above Russia instead of heading to North America and pushing the gulf stream lower. So, the warm air masses are sort of hovering above us instead of being pushed south. As much as it’s nice, it’s also so very eerie. When I came home from the lab today, it was raining kind of heavily. Raining at this time of year usually means that the walkways are going to be covered in ice, and quite deadly to clumsy oafs like myself. But no, the rain tonight was quite normal; and by normal, I mean abnormal.

It wasn’t raining earlier today. Good thing, too. I was sort of waiting out in the open air for a good 20 minutes waiting for a friend. We were supposed to meet for bubble tea, so I got to the shop about 5 minutes early. About fifteen minutes later, I got tired of standing around like a bit of a chump, so I called my roommate to see if she knew where the other friend was. Turns out, she wasn’t planning on coming due to various reasons.

Hmm…so that’s what it’s like to be stood up. Wow. What a terrible feeling. I was angry, sad, frustrated, maybe a bit flustered. I was in no mood to talk to anyone. No words would come out. I understand that said friend had a good reason not to show up, but still, creating any string of events that would have left me standing out there waiting like I did is just horribly uncool. I ended up returning to the lab to meet Keith and Henrick. Luckily, working on our car buoyed my mood considerably.

It’s Friday. OEC is in about a week. I’ve got a Psychology midterm in 3 days. The fun. never. stops.

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