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Thursday, January 15, 2004 it's 5:30a.m. i've woken up a few times in the night. i guess i sleep too much. i'm not having nightmares or anxiety attacks. i went to sleep at 10. i had to end my long day of school with some rest... but before that some kristen kreuk (too bad she's crippled) and some OC. funny thing occurred today in one of my classes. some guy in front of me and some girl behind me were conversating and he spoke about an "OC Party" he attended where everyone was OC-ed out and people dressed ghetto but with designer name brands. and he just kept saying "OC-ed" this and "OC-ed" that. man... i wanted to smack the mother fuck upside the head, take his lacross stick (you see... he plays lacross and is pretty thick... i can still take the pansy... come on... who plays lacross?) and stick it up his ass. i found that very amusing. i still like the show. but damn rich kids racing in their golf carts. some people just try too hard. the whole conversation between the girl and guy seemed forced. like there was nothing else better to do (the professor was late by like 6 minutes). the girl totally didn't seem interested in the conversation and didn't contribute one bit. the guy just rambled on and on. some people... trying too hard to fit in. don't force it, just let it happen. don't be something your not. which brings me to my current situation. it seems like i'm trying to force something to happen with *ahem ahem*. okay now... not the first *ahem ahem* that comes to your mind. and not that second one dammit! think hard... anyways... yeah. it feels like i'm being hypocritical by trying so hard. but i guess there are times when you just gotta give it a shot because you have nothing to lose but everything to gain. iono. i need people's thoughts on this. it's really bugging me... i'd hate to be one of those people that are just trying to hard... then again i am being myself (am i?) and i'm not trying to be something i'm not. i need an inside angle to help me in this situation... and i think i've got it. yes! maybe that's why i'm here at this school? lol. confused yet? the key to understanding linear, separable, and exact differential equations and the integrating factor is to look for a function that is disguised as another function's derivative because the integral of a function's derivative is simple, it is nothing but the function's value at the final integrating value minus the initial integrating value. got that? good. oh, it turns out that being an electrical engineer is my destiny. one of my professors (who personally knows Gordon Moore and Intel CEO Craig Barret and contributed lots to the semi-conductor industry with his research and ideas... i guess that's a perk to going to UCLA... lot's of connections) says you have to be lazy to be a good (electrical) engineer! i was like "that's me! that's me! i'm one of the laziest people you'll meet". he says you have to take every short cut possible to make it. you have to like taking the easy way out. in my mind i'm thinking "yes! i'm going to be such a good engineer... *tear*" lol. there's a lot of people out there that should be engineers... c l i f f l o v e's thoughts at 6:01:00 AM (0) comments Tuesday, January 13, 2004 once again if you didn't know... SCHOOL SUCKS! my first day yesterday. what a long day. woke up at 7 to go to class at 8. ate a small breakfast. came back at 10. slept for 3 hours. thanks sammy for waking me up. that's why i have a room mate. you're awesome mang. ate a buttered and salted pretzel. class for another 2 hours. ate panda'spress. last class for 2 hours. biked home in the dark. let me remind you, my bike has no reflectors and i have to go on the main streets (hilly streets) with one blind down hill section, very dangerous. i'm thinking about putting some HIDs on my backpack to blind people behind me. that is what my day will be like on monday and wednesday. no class on tuesday, thursday, or friday.... well, there's discussion but who goes to discussion? not I says me. my classes are hard this quarter. i'm taking (1) CS 111: Operating Systems (that's computer OS's), (2) EE 121B: Principals of Semiconductor Devices (that's transistors), and (3) Mechanical and Aerospace Engineering 192A: Mathematics of Engineering. (1) is going to be difficult because the projects require working with a partner. hopefully this will work out because i'm not going to be in LA much. i'll try it out though. oh, and i don't go to discussion. discussion in this class is only on friday!!! what a bitch. (2) is not bad because it is a continuation of EE 2 and i just took that last quarter. most people took it years ago. yes! i have the upper hand on this old fogeys. but still, the subject material is fucked up. stupid professor in EE 2 sucked, but i sorta got it in the end. had to teach it to myself though. got a B+ in that class... that may be good. (3) look at the name of the course and the number of the course! those alone are scary! and then you get to the title of the course: "mathematics" and "engineering". this is the ultimate math course. this is what everything boils down to. this is the meaning of math! omar is always asking "what do you need math for?" well, it's to pass this course. right off the bat, the example problems the professor gave out (there were like 20 of them) involved cruise control systems in an automobile, cruise-missile controls, robot arms, and other crazy ish to be introducing on the first day. i feel priviliged to have reached this level. so yeah... that's school. came back home after my last class hoping to eat dinner with the fam. they went to fox sports grill at irvine spectrum for La's birthday. there were like 30 peeps and they had their own section with plenty of plasma screens to watch the lakers game and other games as well (college b-ball and one other pro b-ball game). but everyone in the fam is a hardcore laker fan. must've been a good game for them. iono, i didn't go. no money. so i went bowling with the homies instead. dollar games tonight. not a bad night. broke 100 in all my games and hit 145 on my last game. that's right. i spin the ball now! i think chris and sammy are the only ones that maintain their straight-on game. at least chris tried last time. lisa came out and brought us boba! thanks lisa! i've been craving boba for a while now. that thai tea /w boba was good. the usual to end the night: some pool and shuffling through my MP3 playlist. carnies, watch out now. we're ready to run the table when the fair comes along. of course, it took many many tries to get it, but at least me and jackson got it. did a few exercises through the night. hit the bag pretty well tonight, pull ups, push ups, and crunches. my stomach is flubberish (i know i know... i'm a skinny ass mo-fo who shouldn't be complaining) and i need to work on that six-pack. my blog sucks. i just go through my day. but it helps me remember that there are some good things out there to look forward to. so don't front. the "game" at home is getting tough. i think i need to call a time-out. (dave'll understand me, who else will?). i need to work on the "away game". there are a lot of opportunities . too bad i hate it there. whatever. give and take. compromise, right? need money, need a job. i need my pay-check to come in. some of my shit's gonna get sent to collections soon. ain't that 'bout a bitch. need to buy groceries, need to pay for rent, need to buy books, need to buy supplies! where are my pens, pencils, and erasers? need to pull an italian job in california. it's 2 a.m. already? need to keep goin' because once you stop, that's it. you miss out on something or you get run over. i don't wanna get run over. c l i f f l o v e's thoughts at 1:29:00 AM (0) comments |
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