Well, haven’t blogged about non-dev related stuff for a while… So maybe I’ll complain about random stuff, because all my complains are perfectly valid and entertaining, all at the same time.
I went back to school on the 7th, a Tuesday. I guess they didn’t want that “crappy Monday” feeling on the first day so they moved it to Tuesday (either that or they didn’t want to work on Labor day, though I seriously think the former ;-)). Grade 11. Wow, how the hell did I get there? I remember when I used to hate school. Even if I don’t enjoy it, I don’t hate it anymore. Grade 9, crappy, grade 10, less crappy, and now grade 11, slightly less crappy. I’ve got all classes this semester I don’t mind, so perhaps thats the reason I don’t particularly loath it. Computer engineering, physics, chemistry and computer programming. Not bad eh? Though I’m not sure if I did right by choosing physics, if I wanted a no-brainer semester then I should have kept that one out.
Anyway, computer engineering is kind of like a gamble. Either I learn something or I don’t. I pick up a few handy tips here and there, but most of it is hands on stuff which I guess builds up experience but nothing literally “taught”. The school is using our labor to fix computers while calling it “education”
But the teacher is cool.
Computer programming is a waste of time for me. It’s a “gimme credit”. I literally know more then my teacher sometimes. This year we’re learning C, which is better then QBasic last year. At least I’ll be learning something useful instead of some crap the school board decided was introductory. Next year we learn Visual Basic, now what the hell is that? Maybe just because I hate Basic syntax… We’ll see how it goes though.
I made a big mistake in grade 9 by taking applied English. Not sure how things are done elsewhere, but here there are two basic levels of classes you can take: academic and applied. Academic is the “standard” one, applied is the “lower” one. If you’re bad at math, then you take applied math, if you’re bad at history, you take applied history etc. Well I did something dumb and took applied English because I hated English and wanted it to be easy. To get into universities you need academic English. So if I ever want to get into uni instead of college, then I need to upgrade my English credits to academic. But my sister, the queen of coasting, says that if I just go to student services and tell them that I should have taken academic and they look at my really really high applied English grades, they’ll probably upgrade it for me. I’m not sure about that, but it’s worth a try! But I’m trying not to worry about it too much, in fact I don’t really care. If I need to upgrade the credit I can just go to night school and make it up in a month or two.
I’m not even sure what I’m going to get into after high school. Maybe Dave and I will be rich by then
Computer programming? Isn’t there an excess of them around these days? Well I don’t think I have a choice, I literally have no other talents. I’m a born geek! Using my proven psychic talents (Ian, you know it’s true!), I see myself in a new software company. Probably with Dave, where ever I go, I’m taking Dave!
It’s weird how you pick up friends on the internet. A couple years ago I would have thought such a notion to be crazy, after all, how do you really know the people you talk to? But I have a few people I talk to a lot and consider them close friends, Dave being one. I’m not really out to say a hello to everyone (hello Nick, Jordan, Ian, Trevor, Greg, Eric, Tim, Dave, Stefan :-P)… Right. I doubt half of those people would ever admit to knowing me LoL
I don’t know why this post is becoming so long
I guess I’m in a writing mood tonight. I get those writing urges sometimes, a creative “horniness” as AA would put it
I wish I was a good writer, I’d love to write a story. To me, reading is great, it’s like using a pre-made script (one of my geeky similes). If it’s good writing, then it’s a good script. But I like to make my own. When I try to write it’s like I know what I want to create, but no idea how to program it. Weird, especially explaining it in a blog that no one is interested in. I’m officially labeling myself as insane. You know, I started writing a story a couple months ago and read it back to myself the other day, it was pretty good. I find my most creative side comes to life when I’m feeling crappy. I’m a very negative person, I think (a few “real life” friends can concede to that). Dark things really make me think. The weird “ugly” things that most people find repulsive are the ones that make me think and wonder. That description makes me out to fit the profile of a psychopath, but those are the best words I can choose. I’m the one with the spooky backgrounds, the depressing Radiohead music in the background (as I write right now). Happy, “light” things are boring to me, there’s no depth. When there’s a dark story, there’s a villain, a dark side, there’s some mystery and imagination. I guess you can think of it as a foreign room lit up, and a foreign room in darkness. If it’s lit up, you can see everything, as clear as day, there’s nothing to explore. If that same room is covered in shadow then there’s mystery, there’s more to what you see. And that is what I like.
Anyway, that’s enough for tonights blog I think. Blog you later 