That's Rocky my neighbor getting in on the note-burning action with the tongs. Something about fire that just closes out a semester of studying, no?
It's the end of the semester, and that can only mean one thing—It's time to burn lecture notes!
That's Rocky my neighbor getting in on the note-burning action with the tongs. Something about fire that just closes out a semester of studying, no?
I am taking 5 classes right now, and have 5 finals. I don't know what all this shit is about some classes "not having a final" or whatever, but I have one for every class. Not to mention two final projects (programming) due next Wednesday and Friday. I have spent the last few days cramming and studying, but the further I get into the stuff, the more I realize just how much I don't know. I guess I shouldn't be too worried, but finals are always stressful. I just want them to be over already.
Going down south to help my mum out with some sort of fundraiser dinner on Friday and Saturday, and hopefully getting back in time for Sunday's graduation and afterparties. I wish so bad that I was just 21 already, not to drink, but just to hang out with my friends at the bars after they graduate. I know, I know, in time... besides, europe is going to be a blast anyway.
And what's with this sudden influx of comment spam on my blog? In the last few days I got over 50 spam messages I had to go through and delete. Did they all just find me now, or what? I guess I'll be working on my own comment spam blocking system this summer as well (just for fun, I know there's a million out there already)
*sigh* back to studying for my 2 GE finals tomorrow... then the "real" finals on Tuesday and Wednesday. Algorithms and Data Structures anyone?
Are the best. My friend Tim had a party last weekend which to me represented the start of summer, even it isn't until June 21st. Anywho, the cool part is that since everyone in his house is moving out, and they already have some kids to take over the lease, they built a slip-n-slide on the roof of the house going into a pool in the backyard. Check it:
So, slide from the roof to the pool. I dig it. Here's me and Tim going together:
It got better. People started doing flips. People started flipping people off.
Even the ladies got into it:
Then there's always the big dude. I am pretty sure this is a janitor from the dorm I stayed in freshman year... he barely made it into the pool... wtf?
Some random shots. yeah, right, 3 people max... Pretty good shot, though. Got the guy in the air, the beer bong, the random thought of safety in the middle of it all...
What good is a party if there's no beer pong and flip cup?!
Of course it wouldn't feel at all like Chico if somebody didn't turn over a truck in the front yard.
I guess some dude just drove up in the truck with 2 flats and said he was never coming back. Who knows? I wonder what Tim did with a truck in his yard?
Oh, yeah, I didn't take any of these. All shot with Tim's camera by various people. It's a Canon 20d with a 10-20mm f2.8 f4 lens by the way :) I was waaaayyyyy too ... "happy" to even think about taking pictures.
It's officially summer. I had my first otter pop yesterday.
No, literally (and I do mean literally). I woke up just minutes ago to the sound of the smoke alarm beeping in the hallway. Now, this house has had lots, and I mean LOTS of weed smoked in it, and the thing has never gone off until this morning. I stumbled out of my room just in time to see smoke pourung out of the hole that used to house the door handle to Ryan's room (why it's gone is a whole other story). Chuck pushed in to see Ryan's pillow on fire with him sleeping on it. Yes, the pillow is ON FUCKING FIRE a few INCHES FROM HIS FACE. Chuck does his best to wake him up, but resorts to just grabbing the pillow and running it into the bathroom and into the tub. Needless to say that despite the smoke alarm, yelling, shoving, and FIRE IN HIS FACE, Ryan is still asleep right now, and will probably continue to do so, oblivious, until sometime this afternoon when he'll roll out of bed, pop a xanax, and grab a 24 pack.
Pardon my french, but WHAT THE FUCK? This shit has GOT TO STOP.
*edit: I had to take a picture
I couldn't go a month without posting, so here's what's on my mind as of late. Finals coming up which means only one thing... school's almost over yet again. These things really do get shorter every year. One of my roommates is gettting way out of hand so we are kicking him out tonight, or so I hear. He does lots of drugs in the house, which isn't very cool, plus he's addicted to xanax as well as a major alcoholic. We (my other roommates and I) were literally scared to kick him out for fear of what he might do in retaliation, or in the drunken stupor of the night. We already have several holes in our walls, plus his room reeks of cigarettes. We got a hold of his mom's address from incoming mail, so at least we know how we can get to him if anything does happen. Did I mention he is independently wealthy so he doesn't go to school or have a job? [/rant]
I am apparently in a mountain bike race this weekend for some reason or another. It's a 24 hour deal located in Cool, CA. (no, really...) My neighbors set up a relay team to tackle a 9 mile course alternating riders for 24 hours straight. What have I gotten myself into?
Europe 2006 is happening. Still getting over the fact that I am actaully going. One of my neighbors (from aforementioned bike race) decided at the drop of a hat that he wants to go to Europe as well, so we are meeting up in Paris within a day or two of each other arriving. I flat out told him that I planned this as a solo trip, and he seemed pretty cool about it. We agreed to stick together for a week or two to get our bearings, but then to go our separate ways once we get to Amsterdam. Again, mixed feelings, but we'll see how it goes.
Finishing up a freelance job with a friend of mine, and getting more involved with this other project I've been a part of for a couple months. I am deciding whether or not to stay with it during summer or not. It's one of those things that's either going to fly high and make me a lot of money, or die before it goes public, and I feel like the pressure is on me to decide which it's going to be. More on that later I guess.
I'm trying to get plugged in to the intelligent systems lab on campus to build robots. I went to one of their demos, and it looks really cool, but ... it's that time commitment thing again. I at least want to be a tutor for their summer 'bot camp and teach some high schoolers the ways of the Basic Stamp and BEAM 'bots. I also promised to work at my current job for 24 hours a week (3 8-hour days) over the summer until I leave for EU.
I have to sign a lease this week for the house I plan on living in next year. It's a nice house on 8th Ave, but it's called, I kid you not, the "nerdery". Lots of CS/Engineering/physics majors, but all really cool people. I guess I'm just nervous signing a lease for a year with a bunch of people I only halfway know. I don't want to wind up with another cokehead, that's all. *sigh*
Never got around to CSS Reboot this year either. There's always next year I suppose. It's that whole time committment thing again...
