Glen Waverley

Your typical Asian hangout, I guess. No wonder the locals get a little discriminating and protective of themselves when they see so many Asians wandering around. I "happened" to wander down to Glen Waverley alone on a Saturday evening, for some reason best known to myself, just like how I decided to wander around Port Melbourne alone as well.

Lots of Asian shops - cafes and grocery shops - around the station. Even just stepping out of the station screams "Asian" in your face. Since I wasn't looking out for anything in particular, nothing really stood out to me. Might go back another time, maybe an afternoon when the shops are still open and stuff.

Rainbows

How funny it is that life treats us this way. After the problems and bullshit we endure, then only we get to savour a fleeting taste of joy, before plunging back into the bustle of life.

Just like seeing rainbows after the storms.

Like the rainbows
they vanished
as the clouds parted
and the drizzle settled
beams of light shining forth
brightening the azure span

but at what price?

Intellectual talk

It's really difficult to find people who think critically and can discuss profound stuff. Now that I've found people of the same ilk as myself, I can finally challenge myself to discuss topics of mutual interest.


On an unrelated note, I've found some cheap food in the city. Crossways on Swanston is one pretty decent food place. Indian food [or whatever's on the menu] and a decent atmosphere, it's hard to find another place for the price.

Net

How fun it is when the Net suddenly cuts out after 1 am. It's like someone telling you that you should be sleeping already.

But coffee doesn't help things.

Port Melbourne

It's an industrial area. The only reason there's a paintball arena and a go kart arena there is because of the warehouses and open space within.

Now I have the challenge of arranging transport for roughly 50 people to and from the go kart circuit in Port Melbourne. And to spice things up further, I have to find some way of getting them there and back without half of them complaining of having to walk very far. This should be fun.

Programming

There is always that sense of achievement when you finish coding a significantly annoying program. Now I understand why I enjoy programming more than I used to.

Streaks

I've found that I tend to have a very competitive streak coupled with some degree of aggressiveness when playing games. It scares me, seeing the effects of it. Sometimes I don't feel like myself when this happens. Methinks I should find some way to cut this streak out at the right times.

Tender

"Walking her to the tram stop."

Self sacrifice, or some other reason?
I'm pretty sure we know the answer.
Or we think we know the answer.

Sometimes it's the little things
which divulge the bigger secrets.
Every unexpected decision
every non-random move
they give away the thoughts within.

No matter how much the two of you deny, I wish you luck.

Countdown

Holidays are coming. Let's see. 1500 hours, Friday 18th Sept 09 translates to about 22 hours from now. Hooray! Ohwait. Assignments and revising for finals. Damn.


Off topic: Four weeks to birthday.

Tests

Tough. Desperation leads to only one thing, ie: caffeine infusions. Time to sit back and get some study in.

UPM lecturers hauled up over plagiarism

>>Link<<

Comments: I remember doing basic research during SAM, and also now in uni. Since when did we not have to cite Internet articles?

Conclusion: UPM fails at finding quality researchers.

Life - pre Blitz

It's hectic. So much that I feel guilty for not speeding up my own stuff to make room for IESS and Blitz. Which has led to me finishing off most of the coding for a tic-tac-toe simulator in Matlab.


Can't wait for Blitz now.

Sunday night

Gah. Nice to know that trains run every 40 minutes from the city out. Not so nice when you're the one waiting at the station, for that train that's gonna be coming along in 40 minutes' time.

Housing

Hmm. Is anyone in Melbourne looking for a quiet place to stay? There's an empty room in my place now. Fully furnished is the term, I believe, for this unit in Surrey Hills. Drop a comment with your contact details, I'll try to get back to you as long as the landlady is ok with you.

Assignments

Matlab may be powerful, but it has its own flaws. Such as not being able to give coherent answers to bugs. There is no other plausible reason as to why I spent more than 5 hours trying to debug the darned Matlab code.

Solo

It looks like I prefer to find my own pace when it comes to doing anything. Whether it's simple stuff like walking around, or studying, I tend to use a speed that I'm happy with to carry out the task at hand.

So maybe sometimes I'm frustrated by slowness or slacking, and other times I don't really mind. It's odd.

Malaysian is top English student at London varsity

>>Link here<<

Hmm. Biased as I may be, this is something that we should be proud of. And it should very well be something for all of us to strive for - rebranding Malaysia as much as possible.

In other words - CHANGE.

IE meetings

I find that I just have to release this. Otherwise keeping it inside me will corrode me instead.

Why do you bring a puppy to uni? Is it just for the fun of it? If it is, please rethink. I doubt it's any fun. Instead, it saps your time and your energy just to keep it happy. And it distracts the formality of a meeting. It is VERY frustrating to keep an eye on the puppy AND listen to what the vice president is discussing. Not to mention the shrieks when your puppy disturbs other committee members during the meeting breaks up any decent train of thought.



Now I feel better getting that out of my system.

Demotivated

ESD2 is kinda boring now. How we're going to stand another couple of lectures with that guy I dunno. Matlab may be his first language, but not all of us are fluent in it.


If lecturer = professor && lecturer != white
then lecture = boring

FON

Finally it's over. Mega food carnival with a good turnout and sellout for us. I like that. Korean food tonight to celebrate.

I think it was worth the effort.

Insanitarius

Haven't bothered with an Independence Day post, it doesn't really mean much to me at this stage. I'd rather think about Festival of Nations and the great food carnival you'd have seen outside Union House today. Lovely sight, all the crowds and all the food. Particularly the smell of beef rendang simmering in the pots on the stove.

I wish I had an Insanitarius. Increased speed is always welcome.