*** 28th ***
i joined her babysitting her little brother. watched an incredible video of china.
*** yesterday ***
i got home, having walked, exhausted, in the freezing cold, at 01.30. and went to bed.
i woke up at 07.30. i don't know why. i just couldn't get back to sleep!
i spent the morning doing homework, with a short stop for a great big breakfast, and ferris bueller's day off , which always goes down well.
oh yeah! - yello
and charles sheen! OMFG! i'd totally forgotten about him. he was great.
at around 16.00, she picked me up, and we went to the beach. we had supper at my place (a much improved version of tuna-pasta), and then she went home.
*** today ***
i stayed up until 02.30 doing accounting homework.
which just wouldn't add up.
i woke up at 07.30, forced myself to eat some toast, and went off to university, to print out my homework.
slight logistics problem a) library opens at 08.30. class begins at 08.30. must print before class.
it turned out that class was only scheduled to begin at 08.45, so everything went well. i got someone to take notes for me, and then went with her for breakfast, to a really nice coffee shop, where i had a croissant, and a really good hot chocolate.
i got back to university in time to print out some homework, which came out really nicely (pretty fonts make all the difference), and to do the math homework.
i learned something about germans today. i was sitting and talking to this girl, and then suddenly she just left, all her stuff still on the table. when i wanted to leave, she was nowhere to be found, and she rocked up about twenty minutes later.
apparently, this is perfectly normal german behaviour.
went to math class, which was not bad, but i had difficulty keeping my eyes open. i then went to the labs and did some more homework. yes, that's pretty much all i do with my life. after the labs, SxS fetched me and a couple of friends and we went to herzliya pituach for nando's. an enormous quantity of good, spicy food. i liked.
we went to our friend in pituach, and chilled for a bit. my mom called me, and we spoke for about half an hour. met up with some more friends, and then came home, where i'm about to go to sleep.
all in all, it was a pretty good birthday. maar more is nog 'n dag.
Sunday, November 30, 2003
Friday, November 28, 2003
28/11/03
*** 26th ***
work went well. i learned stuff. i assed around. i ate at burger ranch. and it wasn't so bad.
i took the bus home, nodding off the whole way.
i did some shopping, then went out shopping with our brit, who prepared a styling meal of bangers and mash.
*** yesterday ***
i woke up at 07.20, with a miserable attempt at the algorithms homework. i had a really interesting conversation with our brit, at about 8am, about helicopters and flight and stuff. he actually knows things. many things.
i bladed to class (last time i'll be doing THAT for a while), and discovered the class had been cancelled. i finally got that newsletter sent out to all the international students, and have already had one sign up!
so nice to see a plan come together.
i did some c# homework, went to class, and then spent a couple of hours finishing the algorithms.
we had a really interesting class, and came up with a topic for our 40 page paper...
40 pages...
at some point during the day, i was introduced to a hybrid apple & pear. very nice.
i bladed home quite quickly, and for some reason i had a lot of energy - i don't understand.
i had a quick supper, then went off to taekwondo. where i got beaten really badly. i managed to keep up with the class, which felt really good, but the fighting was hard.
i kicked someone, with full power, in the elbow. my foot swelled up immediately, i don't recall being in that much pain since i broke my fingers as a child. it really scares me to look at it.
i went home with one of the kids, and it took forever for the bus to arrive. we went past the paramedics base station, and discovered that they no longer have doctors on duty at night, and i can't afford to spend R400 on hospital fees. so i walked home, had an AMAZING shower,
*** today ***
and am now on my way to bed.
*** later ***
my brain hurts. i woke up at 08.00, and hurried off, with grootbek, to math class. which sucked. piles. it was totally aweful, and we learned nothing.
we did enjoy some time poking fun at the lecturer, which got him quite annoyed, but otherwise, hell hath no fury like an early math class.
after class, i went to the labs to do my c# homework. the lab with .NET installed was unavailable. which meant working without a compiler.
doesn't help when you need to hand in an executable.
doesn't help when you need to know if your code runs.
after an hour and twenty minutes, i was almost done. and my knee brushed against the reset button on the machine... and there's a security policy set up that deletes all foreign files on the desktop...
fortunately, i managed to repeat all my work in under half an hour, hopefully with few errors.
i went out with grootbek for lunch, did some minor shopping, and then she came over. we watched mary poppins, me for the first time, and then she disappeared home.
i've spent the past four hours trying to get past the copy protection for master of orion 3, which has proved doable, but there's about 450MB that seems suspiciously unnecessary...
i need to get some sleep tonight, which probably won't happen, and i need to do my programming homework, which isn't really happening either. i do more damage to myself than anything else... my foot's feeling better, though.
work went well. i learned stuff. i assed around. i ate at burger ranch. and it wasn't so bad.
i took the bus home, nodding off the whole way.
i did some shopping, then went out shopping with our brit, who prepared a styling meal of bangers and mash.
*** yesterday ***
i woke up at 07.20, with a miserable attempt at the algorithms homework. i had a really interesting conversation with our brit, at about 8am, about helicopters and flight and stuff. he actually knows things. many things.
i bladed to class (last time i'll be doing THAT for a while), and discovered the class had been cancelled. i finally got that newsletter sent out to all the international students, and have already had one sign up!
so nice to see a plan come together.
i did some c# homework, went to class, and then spent a couple of hours finishing the algorithms.
we had a really interesting class, and came up with a topic for our 40 page paper...
40 pages...
at some point during the day, i was introduced to a hybrid apple & pear. very nice.
i bladed home quite quickly, and for some reason i had a lot of energy - i don't understand.
i had a quick supper, then went off to taekwondo. where i got beaten really badly. i managed to keep up with the class, which felt really good, but the fighting was hard.
i kicked someone, with full power, in the elbow. my foot swelled up immediately, i don't recall being in that much pain since i broke my fingers as a child. it really scares me to look at it.
i went home with one of the kids, and it took forever for the bus to arrive. we went past the paramedics base station, and discovered that they no longer have doctors on duty at night, and i can't afford to spend R400 on hospital fees. so i walked home, had an AMAZING shower,
*** today ***
and am now on my way to bed.
*** later ***
my brain hurts. i woke up at 08.00, and hurried off, with grootbek, to math class. which sucked. piles. it was totally aweful, and we learned nothing.
we did enjoy some time poking fun at the lecturer, which got him quite annoyed, but otherwise, hell hath no fury like an early math class.
after class, i went to the labs to do my c# homework. the lab with .NET installed was unavailable. which meant working without a compiler.
doesn't help when you need to hand in an executable.
doesn't help when you need to know if your code runs.
after an hour and twenty minutes, i was almost done. and my knee brushed against the reset button on the machine... and there's a security policy set up that deletes all foreign files on the desktop...
fortunately, i managed to repeat all my work in under half an hour, hopefully with few errors.
i went out with grootbek for lunch, did some minor shopping, and then she came over. we watched mary poppins, me for the first time, and then she disappeared home.
i've spent the past four hours trying to get past the copy protection for master of orion 3, which has proved doable, but there's about 450MB that seems suspiciously unnecessary...
i need to get some sleep tonight, which probably won't happen, and i need to do my programming homework, which isn't really happening either. i do more damage to myself than anything else... my foot's feeling better, though.
Wednesday, November 26, 2003
26/11/03
*** 24th ***
sammy gave me a ride to work, and i discovered that only south africans seem to have the ability to appreciate sixto rodriguez. quite sad.
*** yesterday ***
work was most pleasant. for me, at least. i had a single call, while everyone else was flooded, and that was because my single call lasted about forty minutes. and there wasn't anything i could do about it, and the lady was quite pleasant, so it could have been much worse.
i got home around 04.00 - 04.30, and went to bed.
i woke up at 10.00. i went to sort out my social security issues, but they're still on strike. i went to the post office, and picked up yet more mail for my niece, who no longer lives in israel. i love bureaucracy.
i then went back to sleep.
i woke up around 15.00, and went with our brit to the mall. i've discovered that not only do we have muscular problems (back and neck) in common, but also a great love of complicated strategy / simulation games. i introduced him to master of orion 3. fortunately, there's a feature in the game that reminds you, every so often, to get back to real life.
she and i were celebrating out seventh month together, so i went looking for a gift, but i found none.
crap.
we went home. getting out of the cab, i did my traditional paranoid check to make sure that we hadn't left anything behind, and i found our brit's wallet. i don't need therapy, i need people to listen to me more. made myself some spaghetti, packed my gear, and went off to tel-aviv to meet JOSH.
we mooched around the tel-aviv central bus station, and i found a cute white teddy bear with a big red heart, and decided it was a worthy gift. we then went off to a friend of his' place, a really nice guy from east london, and we chilled and talked until we realized that we were about to miss the bus to gedera.
hurry, hurry, hurry.
we made it in time for the bus, with fifteen minutes to spare, so we took a moment to check out the games arcade. i got into some platform game, and was kicking its ASS, so i had to abandon my game when the bus arrived :(.
the bus ride was cool, and she came to fetch me from the bus station. we pretty much fell asleep as soon as we got to her place.
*** today ***
we woke up at 07.30. which wouldn't have been a problem, but i slept too much yesterday, so i was fidgety the whole night. i had some coffee and biscuits, and then took a bus to work.
i finally finished reading the manual for jane's ah64-d longbow, and have decided to read it again, just to make sure that i got everything. it contains a good bibliography, so i figure i can get hold of some of the books referenced, and learn some more details of flying. but i think the best thing would be to get hold of the game itself, which, apparently, is totally realistic (and hopefully works under win2k).
i ran into my boss this morning, for the first time since a week before i left for the two month holiday. i received gifts for the jewish new year (while i was away), and for my birthday on sunday! i like working here more and more...
right, to work.
sammy gave me a ride to work, and i discovered that only south africans seem to have the ability to appreciate sixto rodriguez. quite sad.
*** yesterday ***
work was most pleasant. for me, at least. i had a single call, while everyone else was flooded, and that was because my single call lasted about forty minutes. and there wasn't anything i could do about it, and the lady was quite pleasant, so it could have been much worse.
i got home around 04.00 - 04.30, and went to bed.
i woke up at 10.00. i went to sort out my social security issues, but they're still on strike. i went to the post office, and picked up yet more mail for my niece, who no longer lives in israel. i love bureaucracy.
i then went back to sleep.
i woke up around 15.00, and went with our brit to the mall. i've discovered that not only do we have muscular problems (back and neck) in common, but also a great love of complicated strategy / simulation games. i introduced him to master of orion 3. fortunately, there's a feature in the game that reminds you, every so often, to get back to real life.
she and i were celebrating out seventh month together, so i went looking for a gift, but i found none.
crap.
we went home. getting out of the cab, i did my traditional paranoid check to make sure that we hadn't left anything behind, and i found our brit's wallet. i don't need therapy, i need people to listen to me more. made myself some spaghetti, packed my gear, and went off to tel-aviv to meet JOSH.
we mooched around the tel-aviv central bus station, and i found a cute white teddy bear with a big red heart, and decided it was a worthy gift. we then went off to a friend of his' place, a really nice guy from east london, and we chilled and talked until we realized that we were about to miss the bus to gedera.
hurry, hurry, hurry.
we made it in time for the bus, with fifteen minutes to spare, so we took a moment to check out the games arcade. i got into some platform game, and was kicking its ASS, so i had to abandon my game when the bus arrived :(.
the bus ride was cool, and she came to fetch me from the bus station. we pretty much fell asleep as soon as we got to her place.
*** today ***
we woke up at 07.30. which wouldn't have been a problem, but i slept too much yesterday, so i was fidgety the whole night. i had some coffee and biscuits, and then took a bus to work.
i finally finished reading the manual for jane's ah64-d longbow, and have decided to read it again, just to make sure that i got everything. it contains a good bibliography, so i figure i can get hold of some of the books referenced, and learn some more details of flying. but i think the best thing would be to get hold of the game itself, which, apparently, is totally realistic (and hopefully works under win2k).
i ran into my boss this morning, for the first time since a week before i left for the two month holiday. i received gifts for the jewish new year (while i was away), and for my birthday on sunday! i like working here more and more...
right, to work.
Monday, November 24, 2003
24/11/03
i woke up around 7am, searched in vain for a topic for our presentation, and walked to class. a boring class.
followed, surprisingly, by an even MORE boring class. although, this one DID have a quiz, and i didn't have a clue...
during my free time today, i did accounting homework in the library, which pretty much sums the day up for me.
at 17.10, i started typing my homework out nicely. at 17.15, i received a call from our applied project lecturer, arranging a meeting for 17.25. our assignment was due in at 18.45. the printer started giving me shit.
after finishing the printing, i SPRINTED to the meeting, and made it to the class with seconds (literally) to spare. but, we were approved for our project, so that's one less course we have to worry about ^_^ (i'm stealing that).
i walked home, played fallout 2, showered, lay down for ten minutes, and now i'm on my way to work.
followed, surprisingly, by an even MORE boring class. although, this one DID have a quiz, and i didn't have a clue...
during my free time today, i did accounting homework in the library, which pretty much sums the day up for me.
at 17.10, i started typing my homework out nicely. at 17.15, i received a call from our applied project lecturer, arranging a meeting for 17.25. our assignment was due in at 18.45. the printer started giving me shit.
after finishing the printing, i SPRINTED to the meeting, and made it to the class with seconds (literally) to spare. but, we were approved for our project, so that's one less course we have to worry about ^_^ (i'm stealing that).
i walked home, played fallout 2, showered, lay down for ten minutes, and now i'm on my way to work.
Sunday, November 23, 2003
23/11/03
*** 20th ***
i left a really mean note on my cupboard door, chastising "whoever stole my cereal". like i didn't know already. quite embarrassing, really, as it's such an unmanly thing to do, but i was on my way to bed and didn't think i'd run into grootbek.
i woke up about three hours later. and i totally couldn't get back to sleep. grootbek was in the lounge, and there was a brand-new box of kariot (pillows) in the kitchen. and an explanation to boot.
sometimes, i wonder.
i couldn't sleep, and our lounge had been infiltrated by stoners, so i tried to do some homework (failed abysmally), and read some more of wizard's first rule.
good lord.
THE scene with demmin nass will never be forgotten.
*** 21st ***
i got to bed around 1am. i woke up at 6am. to do homework. i finished the math, without too much hassle, but i was completely confounded by the programming homework's algorithm. we had to reverse-engineer a recursive function using two variables.
i went to class, managed somehow to stay awake, and tried to get assistance from the lecturer with the troubling assignment. he couldn't help me.
great.
i eventually handed in an incorrect paper, which feels crap, and then took my walk of shame. i got home, spent about ten minutes (or more) unsuccessfully trying to figure out bus routes and times, and eventually gave up and phoned the bus service. who basically informed me that i had about twenty minutes to shower, pack, and get to the busstop.
between buses i had about fifteen minutes, so i went on a quick shopping spree (chewing gum, juice, and chips), and finished them before the bus arrived... i'm such a pig.
and i now know where microsoft's offices are.
* ponder *
i lay down on the back seats, and passed out. i was rudely awoken, about half an hour later, by some soldier hitting me repeatedly with the butt of his m16, shouting at me to get up so that some lady could sit down.
now, i don't mind getting up for her, what i do mind is being jabbed by a weapon in good nick.
insensitive prick.
the lady then began trying to feed me with naartjies. i took one, but i politely refused the rest (there are limits).
after another hour, we arrived at afula, where i changed buses, and was on my way to peace and tranquility.
friday night consisted of about two minutes of talking (aka the matrix: interrupted, i was trying to catch the first ten minutes that i'd missed from the second one - not worth it anyway), and waking up a few hours later completely disorientated. i found my way to bed, and slept some more.
a bit later, i woke up, had some chicken and potato, and went back to sleep.
*** yesterday ***
at some point during the night, i turned over in my sleep. nose-first into a wall. ignoring the fact that i woke everyone else up, i was in incredible pain, and seeing stars.
can't say i've ever done that before.
i got up just in time for hot chocolate in the morning, and we all lazed around, watching the cricket, and other arbitrary television.
i slept some more, and then watched a movie called time & tide. it is, in short, amazing. pure entertainment (with a cool factor of ten, and a story to boot), in spite of the need to read subtitles (it's a serious hong-kong action film).
expecting extra scenes (like, director's cut or something), i watched the dvd of men in black. i have now seen the exact same film SEVEN times.
hmmmm.
after everyone else went to bed, i watched born on the 4th of july, for the first time. wow. i can't believe i'd never seen it. great film.
*** today ***
07.00. blergh.
had some turkish coffee, and a quick shower. went to the mess hall, gobbled down two hard-boiled eggs, and got a ride to afula. had just a short wait for the bus, and a fairly quick, comfortable ride back to herzliyah.
i went straight to campus, and did some work on our applied project. i came up with a really good name for it, too: BOMB - Budget and Orders Management Base. sweeet.
between math class, in which our lecturer made fun of my accent, twice, and sitting in the library, where i learned some german amongst all our accounting homework, my day literally flew by. i got a lift home, completely re-ruined my pot (more rice troubles), went to the bank, got some liquorice, and then returned home once more. i finished wizard's first rule, which is absolutely awesome, and then SxS came by for some tekken.
i beat him a couple of times. i feel good about that.
we did some homework (or, attempted to do some homework), and then he left after repeated unsuccessful attempts to play counterstrike.
i've finally given up, and i'm about to reinstall the damn thing. stupid bastards at steam can't just leave it alone when it works...
i left a really mean note on my cupboard door, chastising "whoever stole my cereal". like i didn't know already. quite embarrassing, really, as it's such an unmanly thing to do, but i was on my way to bed and didn't think i'd run into grootbek.
i woke up about three hours later. and i totally couldn't get back to sleep. grootbek was in the lounge, and there was a brand-new box of kariot (pillows) in the kitchen. and an explanation to boot.
sometimes, i wonder.
i couldn't sleep, and our lounge had been infiltrated by stoners, so i tried to do some homework (failed abysmally), and read some more of wizard's first rule.
good lord.
THE scene with demmin nass will never be forgotten.
*** 21st ***
i got to bed around 1am. i woke up at 6am. to do homework. i finished the math, without too much hassle, but i was completely confounded by the programming homework's algorithm. we had to reverse-engineer a recursive function using two variables.
i went to class, managed somehow to stay awake, and tried to get assistance from the lecturer with the troubling assignment. he couldn't help me.
great.
i eventually handed in an incorrect paper, which feels crap, and then took my walk of shame. i got home, spent about ten minutes (or more) unsuccessfully trying to figure out bus routes and times, and eventually gave up and phoned the bus service. who basically informed me that i had about twenty minutes to shower, pack, and get to the busstop.
between buses i had about fifteen minutes, so i went on a quick shopping spree (chewing gum, juice, and chips), and finished them before the bus arrived... i'm such a pig.
and i now know where microsoft's offices are.
* ponder *
i lay down on the back seats, and passed out. i was rudely awoken, about half an hour later, by some soldier hitting me repeatedly with the butt of his m16, shouting at me to get up so that some lady could sit down.
now, i don't mind getting up for her, what i do mind is being jabbed by a weapon in good nick.
insensitive prick.
the lady then began trying to feed me with naartjies. i took one, but i politely refused the rest (there are limits).
after another hour, we arrived at afula, where i changed buses, and was on my way to peace and tranquility.
friday night consisted of about two minutes of talking (aka the matrix: interrupted, i was trying to catch the first ten minutes that i'd missed from the second one - not worth it anyway), and waking up a few hours later completely disorientated. i found my way to bed, and slept some more.
a bit later, i woke up, had some chicken and potato, and went back to sleep.
*** yesterday ***
at some point during the night, i turned over in my sleep. nose-first into a wall. ignoring the fact that i woke everyone else up, i was in incredible pain, and seeing stars.
can't say i've ever done that before.
i got up just in time for hot chocolate in the morning, and we all lazed around, watching the cricket, and other arbitrary television.
i slept some more, and then watched a movie called time & tide. it is, in short, amazing. pure entertainment (with a cool factor of ten, and a story to boot), in spite of the need to read subtitles (it's a serious hong-kong action film).
expecting extra scenes (like, director's cut or something), i watched the dvd of men in black. i have now seen the exact same film SEVEN times.
hmmmm.
after everyone else went to bed, i watched born on the 4th of july, for the first time. wow. i can't believe i'd never seen it. great film.
*** today ***
07.00. blergh.
had some turkish coffee, and a quick shower. went to the mess hall, gobbled down two hard-boiled eggs, and got a ride to afula. had just a short wait for the bus, and a fairly quick, comfortable ride back to herzliyah.
i went straight to campus, and did some work on our applied project. i came up with a really good name for it, too: BOMB - Budget and Orders Management Base. sweeet.
between math class, in which our lecturer made fun of my accent, twice, and sitting in the library, where i learned some german amongst all our accounting homework, my day literally flew by. i got a lift home, completely re-ruined my pot (more rice troubles), went to the bank, got some liquorice, and then returned home once more. i finished wizard's first rule, which is absolutely awesome, and then SxS came by for some tekken.
i beat him a couple of times. i feel good about that.
we did some homework (or, attempted to do some homework), and then he left after repeated unsuccessful attempts to play counterstrike.
i've finally given up, and i'm about to reinstall the damn thing. stupid bastards at steam can't just leave it alone when it works...
Thursday, November 20, 2003
20/11/03
*** yesterday ***
i woke up around noon, did stuff, then went back to sleep. at around 14.00, grootbek accompanied me to the bank, and had his card chewed by the atm.
that was funny.
but not THAT funny. it's just a typical thing that happens here. they don't just give you a message saying "insufficient funds", they just take your card. and then his personal banker screamed at him when he told her he was upset.
very professional.
i actually can't remember what i did all day, aside from sleeping here and there. i still had the headache - the sleep didn't help. and i didn't have the energy, or the attention span, to do any homework.
for supper, i had a really strange idea, and i made a sauce for my spaghetti, frying baked-beans in tomato sauce, and green beans, together. it tasted really, really good.
we won't talk about flatulence till later.
i took the bus to work, and had to stand the whole way.
crap.
after i got to work, sammy and i went off to play pool. well, snooker. we both sucked. i ate lots of pretzels.
*** today ***
work this morning was actually quite pleasant! no bitchy calls (not to me, at any rate), and we spent most of the time talking, playing games, and doing homework.
and nobody noticed me 'n my gas. yay!
i'm now sitting on a spare system, quietly doing my assignments until 05.30, when i'm probably going to get a ride home. and then, it's time to start a brand new day!
i feel better now.
*** later ***
i got home around 7am, and had a shower. i slept for 45 minutes, and somehow managed to drag myself out of bed. after three failed attempts at leaving the apartment (i was completely broken and exhausted, and my vision and hearing were marginally impaired), i made it to class with barely a minute to spare.
thank you, coffee. i love you.
i spent most of the day in class, alert because i absolutely had to be. i finally managed to get the ball rolling on our main project, so i'm kind of proud of myself.
i basically had an hour to do the algorithms homework - and the last question was exceptionally nasty. i was in a daze, while a friend of mine was trying to explain some crazy shit to me, and i only got about half of it sorted out before i had to hand it in...
the tutor for our communications and networks course told me that the work i did for the upcoming assignment is just fine. suits me, it gave me something to do this morning.
i am now the proud owner of what has to be the ugliest and most annoying website ever made.
it's now 19.40 - i've just gotten home, and i'm about to do my maths homework before crashing. otherwise, it's never going to happen.
oh, right. and i discovered today that grootbek's been stealing my food from my cupboard. fucking prick - the worst thing is he's the one in the apartment with the rich fucking parents. fuck. i hate him, i really do.
i woke up around noon, did stuff, then went back to sleep. at around 14.00, grootbek accompanied me to the bank, and had his card chewed by the atm.
that was funny.
but not THAT funny. it's just a typical thing that happens here. they don't just give you a message saying "insufficient funds", they just take your card. and then his personal banker screamed at him when he told her he was upset.
very professional.
i actually can't remember what i did all day, aside from sleeping here and there. i still had the headache - the sleep didn't help. and i didn't have the energy, or the attention span, to do any homework.
for supper, i had a really strange idea, and i made a sauce for my spaghetti, frying baked-beans in tomato sauce, and green beans, together. it tasted really, really good.
we won't talk about flatulence till later.
i took the bus to work, and had to stand the whole way.
crap.
after i got to work, sammy and i went off to play pool. well, snooker. we both sucked. i ate lots of pretzels.
*** today ***
work this morning was actually quite pleasant! no bitchy calls (not to me, at any rate), and we spent most of the time talking, playing games, and doing homework.
and nobody noticed me 'n my gas. yay!
i'm now sitting on a spare system, quietly doing my assignments until 05.30, when i'm probably going to get a ride home. and then, it's time to start a brand new day!
i feel better now.
*** later ***
i got home around 7am, and had a shower. i slept for 45 minutes, and somehow managed to drag myself out of bed. after three failed attempts at leaving the apartment (i was completely broken and exhausted, and my vision and hearing were marginally impaired), i made it to class with barely a minute to spare.
thank you, coffee. i love you.
i spent most of the day in class, alert because i absolutely had to be. i finally managed to get the ball rolling on our main project, so i'm kind of proud of myself.
i basically had an hour to do the algorithms homework - and the last question was exceptionally nasty. i was in a daze, while a friend of mine was trying to explain some crazy shit to me, and i only got about half of it sorted out before i had to hand it in...
the tutor for our communications and networks course told me that the work i did for the upcoming assignment is just fine. suits me, it gave me something to do this morning.
i am now the proud owner of what has to be the ugliest and most annoying website ever made.
it's now 19.40 - i've just gotten home, and i'm about to do my maths homework before crashing. otherwise, it's never going to happen.
oh, right. and i discovered today that grootbek's been stealing my food from my cupboard. fucking prick - the worst thing is he's the one in the apartment with the rich fucking parents. fuck. i hate him, i really do.
Wednesday, November 19, 2003
19/11/03
just before the calls started coming in, we had mass hysteria throughout the office - one of the guys accidentally forwarded some rather hardcore porn to everyone on the office mailing list.
this includes some of our managers overseas. some people were scrambling to help him, others to get hold of the porn before a solution could be found...
lesson: don't mess with porn on work servers.
what a horrible, horrible morning. we had two sessions joined together, which meant no breaks in between. and for the first half, we were almost constantly on the phones, trying to calm down these horrid american beasties.
i got the queen bitch, for twenty five minutes.
i don't even talk to her for that long.
the second half was quieter, but i'd already developed a headache, and i couldn't really concentrate on anything.
oh. and i spilled coke all over the desk. all over our computers. everywhere. let's just say that the others were NOT impressed - and one of those people was our manager. who was certainly angry enough at the time to put in a bad word.
i did manage to clean it up though... i hope i got all of it.
lesson: don't drink next to the computers.
i managed to get a ride home. a really trippy ride home, as i'm tired enough to be hallucinating, and the guy who gave me a lift wasn't very talkative.
the first song played in the cd-player was the spice girls...
i got home at 04.30, made a final attempt at cleaning the pot i've scarred, and now i'm typing this as i wait for the water to heat up. i need a hot shower, and some sleep.
what's totally crap is that the internet connection's down, and i can't wake up grootbek to get it back up. i feel bad about how today went.
this includes some of our managers overseas. some people were scrambling to help him, others to get hold of the porn before a solution could be found...
lesson: don't mess with porn on work servers.
what a horrible, horrible morning. we had two sessions joined together, which meant no breaks in between. and for the first half, we were almost constantly on the phones, trying to calm down these horrid american beasties.
i got the queen bitch, for twenty five minutes.
i don't even talk to her for that long.
the second half was quieter, but i'd already developed a headache, and i couldn't really concentrate on anything.
oh. and i spilled coke all over the desk. all over our computers. everywhere. let's just say that the others were NOT impressed - and one of those people was our manager. who was certainly angry enough at the time to put in a bad word.
i did manage to clean it up though... i hope i got all of it.
lesson: don't drink next to the computers.
i managed to get a ride home. a really trippy ride home, as i'm tired enough to be hallucinating, and the guy who gave me a lift wasn't very talkative.
the first song played in the cd-player was the spice girls...
i got home at 04.30, made a final attempt at cleaning the pot i've scarred, and now i'm typing this as i wait for the water to heat up. i need a hot shower, and some sleep.
what's totally crap is that the internet connection's down, and i can't wake up grootbek to get it back up. i feel bad about how today went.
Tuesday, November 18, 2003
18/11/03
hmmm - a bit of counterstike before bed this morning. i played on a server with 4 on 4, and these guys were GOOD. it got to a point where i was literally shaking, and having trouble pressing the right keys...
i woke up at 09.00, and left at 09.30. i went to the bank in pituach with a relative, to sort out some problems with my account. everything got settled smoothly, and we had some coffee before he dropped me off at home.
i had breakfast, played beneath a steel sky, and took a nap before taekwondo.
i was exhausted. i never made it to taekwondo.
i finished beneath a steel sky. it's an excellent game - the story is great, the puzzles are clever, and the graphics (by 1994 standards) are awesome. and it's quite funny, too.
what sucks is the ending. it could have been drawn out a little. it summed up everything, in two or three sentences, and then ended.
swak.
i played some counterstrike, and then decided it was time for some eating.
i did exactly as i remembered her doing on the weekend. i turned on the gas, i put in some oil. i put in one cup of rice. with hilarious (albeit not for me) results. my flatmates were in absolute hysterics, and i was quite upset. my pot's all burned now.
what i've learned, and what i'll probably never forget, is always do the first few steps on LOW flame. NOT high.
i made a new batch, which came out great! now i need to clean the pot that i nuked.
i played through a section of final fantasy viii today. i had a lot of fun, and didn't have to think too hard. very pretty. very, very pretty.
i took the bus to work. i had to sit next to two smelly guys. i had nothing to do on the bus besides think about the fact that i was sitting next to two smelly guys.
i had really good thai food for supper, and now work is about to begin.
* jumping up and down for joy *
i woke up at 09.00, and left at 09.30. i went to the bank in pituach with a relative, to sort out some problems with my account. everything got settled smoothly, and we had some coffee before he dropped me off at home.
i had breakfast, played beneath a steel sky, and took a nap before taekwondo.
i was exhausted. i never made it to taekwondo.
i finished beneath a steel sky. it's an excellent game - the story is great, the puzzles are clever, and the graphics (by 1994 standards) are awesome. and it's quite funny, too.
what sucks is the ending. it could have been drawn out a little. it summed up everything, in two or three sentences, and then ended.
swak.
i played some counterstrike, and then decided it was time for some eating.
i did exactly as i remembered her doing on the weekend. i turned on the gas, i put in some oil. i put in one cup of rice. with hilarious (albeit not for me) results. my flatmates were in absolute hysterics, and i was quite upset. my pot's all burned now.
what i've learned, and what i'll probably never forget, is always do the first few steps on LOW flame. NOT high.
i made a new batch, which came out great! now i need to clean the pot that i nuked.
i played through a section of final fantasy viii today. i had a lot of fun, and didn't have to think too hard. very pretty. very, very pretty.
i took the bus to work. i had to sit next to two smelly guys. i had nothing to do on the bus besides think about the fact that i was sitting next to two smelly guys.
i had really good thai food for supper, and now work is about to begin.
* jumping up and down for joy *
Monday, November 17, 2003
17/11/03
the time is now 06.53. i've been up for 23 minutes... i'm so proud of me! that was some of the best sleep ever - and five hours made a surprising difference.
although, i suppose that the fact that i'm typing this out is an indication of where my brain isn't at the moment - it's only kind-of study time.
*** later ***
for fuck's sakes. i got through about twenty pages of the document, before i had to head off to class. i got there just in time. i kept nodding off - the lecturer is really boring, and has almost perfected the art of talking much, saying little.
after class i discovered that i'd done the wrong reading. so not only have i lost a lot of sleep, and spent a lot of time wracking my brains over obscure mathematical formulae, but i could have spent that time asleep, and been just as productive.
muthafunsta.
the class itself, for which we'd been assigned the reading, was slightly more boring than the first one. the man said absolutely nothing for three (literally) hours.
i got a ride home, and grootbek gave me a haircut. i think he's probably set a world record for slowest headshave ever. unbelievable.
i arbed around for a bit, then went back to university, barely in time to print out my assignment before class started.
i made it inside just before cutoff.
we had a quiz, a really nasty accounting quiz. i hate the way today went.
the rest of the class was okay - i nodded off a bit towards the end, but i'm almost only human...
i walked home, had me a grand supper (spaghetti with a basic out-of-the-can sauce), and i've done a load of washing. which i'm about to go and put on the line.
oh, and i've played tons of beneath a steel sky. the more i play, the more impressed i get!
i was too tired to go to taekwondo - i wonder if i'll have the energy tomorrow. here's to me!
although, i suppose that the fact that i'm typing this out is an indication of where my brain isn't at the moment - it's only kind-of study time.
*** later ***
for fuck's sakes. i got through about twenty pages of the document, before i had to head off to class. i got there just in time. i kept nodding off - the lecturer is really boring, and has almost perfected the art of talking much, saying little.
after class i discovered that i'd done the wrong reading. so not only have i lost a lot of sleep, and spent a lot of time wracking my brains over obscure mathematical formulae, but i could have spent that time asleep, and been just as productive.
muthafunsta.
the class itself, for which we'd been assigned the reading, was slightly more boring than the first one. the man said absolutely nothing for three (literally) hours.
i got a ride home, and grootbek gave me a haircut. i think he's probably set a world record for slowest headshave ever. unbelievable.
i arbed around for a bit, then went back to university, barely in time to print out my assignment before class started.
i made it inside just before cutoff.
we had a quiz, a really nasty accounting quiz. i hate the way today went.
the rest of the class was okay - i nodded off a bit towards the end, but i'm almost only human...
i walked home, had me a grand supper (spaghetti with a basic out-of-the-can sauce), and i've done a load of washing. which i'm about to go and put on the line.
oh, and i've played tons of beneath a steel sky. the more i play, the more impressed i get!
i was too tired to go to taekwondo - i wonder if i'll have the energy tomorrow. here's to me!
Sunday, November 16, 2003
16/11/03
*** yesterday ***
i totally wasted the day away. i'm SO proud of me! she came and picked me up, and we went off for an hour to the park (stopping for crepes and icecream on the way). she then dropped me off at my vtm game.
things are improving - i'm starting to get the hang of everything. however my inexperience does get the better of me. this is the situation i found myself in last night:
the slavemaster has aroused raeka's anger, by refusing to do business with a female, and she stalks him across town, until she sees him entering a rather seedy tavern.
raeka enters the tavern. being the only woman in the room, and good looking at that, every head turns towards her.
so much for subtlety.
she sits down at the bar beside the slavemaster, and tells him, "we need to talk." the slavemaster gives her a dirty look, and tells her the only talking that will take place is in bed. as it's a way to get him alone, raeka agrees, and goes up to his room to wait for him.
a little later, he walks into the room, quite drunk. he begins undressing, and rudely tells raeka to do the same. she walks up to him, as his pants are halfway down, picks him up by the throat, and slams him against the wall - pinning his arms to his side with her other arm.
the slavemaster's eyes go wide in terror. raeka brings her face to within an inch of his, and for a long moment does nothing but stare angrily.
"i don't like you, " she says, "but you WILL help me."
she strangles him until he loses consciousness, and lays his body out on the bed. she searches him, but finds only money. she stalks out of the room.
a large, beefy man is waiting outside for her. he sneers, "finished so soon?"
"he couldn't last as long as i thought," she quips.
"you'll not speak such things against any man! i'll show you how long a man can last."
he grabs her by the arm, and roughly drags her to another door along the landing. angered, raeka barely resists. she knows what's coming next.
as they get inside his room, he rips away her dress with surprising speed, pressing his body against hers, his belt already halfway off.
raeka goes into a frenzy - he will NOT have his way with her, nor anybody else! she pushes him a few steps away, and takes a wild swing with her fist. he finishes removing his belt, and attempts to whip her with it, but he's still too close, and he also misses.
raeka kicks him blindingly fast, and very hard, in the groin. he doubles over, and she knees him in the head. he crumbles.
for a few minutes raeka proceeds to kick and crush his body into a bloody pulp, barely recognizable as having once been human. she is naked, covered in blood, and he has been turned into a human pudding.
blood, blood, everywhere, but not a drop to drink.
once she's calmed down, she takes stock of her situation. there is nothing in the room but a wooden cot, and two buckets - one filled with water, the other with human waste. nothing to wear. the only thing she finds of any use, is a knife, but that's not going to help her get through a tavern filled with people...
she waits until about an hour before dawn, when finally things have quietened down. she peeks out the door, and sees the innkeeper stacking chairs on tables. she attempts to sneak past him, but about halfway down the stairs, he turns and sees her. he is shocked, seeing her naked and covered in blood, and asks, "what on earth has happened?"
raeka mumbles something about a man in the room, attempting to come across as hurt and abused - the innkeeper cannot see that the blood is not hers.
the beast within is stirring - raeka is in need of blood, and dawn is approaching. she has no time for games.
wanting to know more, and probably with some intention of helping her, he lets her lead him to the room containing the dead man. as he enters the room, she closes the door behind her, covers his mouth, gripping him tightly, and sinks her fangs into his neck. she feeds until he has no more blood, and then drops him gently to the floor. she cleans herself up a little, removes and puts on the innkeeper's clothing, and hurries home.
i spent most of this scene completely clueless as to how to proceed, with everyone else getting quite upset with me at every turn, because i handled it all rather badly - just the simple mistake of following him inside, and everything else was out of my hands!
but i did have a lot of fun.
i came home, intending to do something productive, but our internet was lost. it took us ages to get it back (and me all the while forgetting to have supper), and by that time i'd lost my inspiration. i played some beneath a steel sky (such a beautiful game!), and then she called, and i went with her to the bus station so that she could get id photos.
the machine wasn't working...
we said goodbye, for two weeks. this sucks. i hope i'll get a chance to go through to visit her, but it doesn't seem likely.
all three of my flatemates have agreed to my proposal, that for any item of cutlery or crockery that we clean, that wasn't dirtied by us, gets the soiler one good punch. at the end of each day, we tally up, and whoever has a deficit gets beaten.
already, there are no dishes in the sink. it's amazing how fast it worked!
now i have to figure out how to get them to stop stealing my apples... i'm eating one really juice, solid granny-smith as i type. mmmm. crunchy.
*** today ***
i got up really early, and bladed to class. we had to have a class at 08.45. it's just great. really pleasant way to wake up.
spent the day in class, or doing homework. i finally managed to leave campus around 16.30, and went over to a friend's place, where five of us had a good ol' braai (i can't spell the english word for it). our brit has spent enough time in cape town, that he could actually back me up with my stories about the mother city, and he even had a few of his own! it was a totally new experience for me.
that's where a few of my hours went. i got home, i'm guessing, around 8 / 9pm. i've been trying to do homework, but i really can't focus. we have 33 pages of economics reading for tomorrow, and i can't make head or tail of even the first four pages, and we suspect that there'll be a class quiz.
this lecturer is a complete bastard.
i'm absolutely in love with beneath a steel sky. it's a beautifully designed game, the graphics are at LEAST good enough, and it's loads of fun all around.
only problem - can't play 'cause i don't have time.
i'm gonna make one last attempt at this crazy document, and then it's way past time to hit the hay.
i totally wasted the day away. i'm SO proud of me! she came and picked me up, and we went off for an hour to the park (stopping for crepes and icecream on the way). she then dropped me off at my vtm game.
things are improving - i'm starting to get the hang of everything. however my inexperience does get the better of me. this is the situation i found myself in last night:
the slavemaster has aroused raeka's anger, by refusing to do business with a female, and she stalks him across town, until she sees him entering a rather seedy tavern.
raeka enters the tavern. being the only woman in the room, and good looking at that, every head turns towards her.
so much for subtlety.
she sits down at the bar beside the slavemaster, and tells him, "we need to talk." the slavemaster gives her a dirty look, and tells her the only talking that will take place is in bed. as it's a way to get him alone, raeka agrees, and goes up to his room to wait for him.
a little later, he walks into the room, quite drunk. he begins undressing, and rudely tells raeka to do the same. she walks up to him, as his pants are halfway down, picks him up by the throat, and slams him against the wall - pinning his arms to his side with her other arm.
the slavemaster's eyes go wide in terror. raeka brings her face to within an inch of his, and for a long moment does nothing but stare angrily.
"i don't like you, " she says, "but you WILL help me."
she strangles him until he loses consciousness, and lays his body out on the bed. she searches him, but finds only money. she stalks out of the room.
a large, beefy man is waiting outside for her. he sneers, "finished so soon?"
"he couldn't last as long as i thought," she quips.
"you'll not speak such things against any man! i'll show you how long a man can last."
he grabs her by the arm, and roughly drags her to another door along the landing. angered, raeka barely resists. she knows what's coming next.
as they get inside his room, he rips away her dress with surprising speed, pressing his body against hers, his belt already halfway off.
raeka goes into a frenzy - he will NOT have his way with her, nor anybody else! she pushes him a few steps away, and takes a wild swing with her fist. he finishes removing his belt, and attempts to whip her with it, but he's still too close, and he also misses.
raeka kicks him blindingly fast, and very hard, in the groin. he doubles over, and she knees him in the head. he crumbles.
for a few minutes raeka proceeds to kick and crush his body into a bloody pulp, barely recognizable as having once been human. she is naked, covered in blood, and he has been turned into a human pudding.
blood, blood, everywhere, but not a drop to drink.
once she's calmed down, she takes stock of her situation. there is nothing in the room but a wooden cot, and two buckets - one filled with water, the other with human waste. nothing to wear. the only thing she finds of any use, is a knife, but that's not going to help her get through a tavern filled with people...
she waits until about an hour before dawn, when finally things have quietened down. she peeks out the door, and sees the innkeeper stacking chairs on tables. she attempts to sneak past him, but about halfway down the stairs, he turns and sees her. he is shocked, seeing her naked and covered in blood, and asks, "what on earth has happened?"
raeka mumbles something about a man in the room, attempting to come across as hurt and abused - the innkeeper cannot see that the blood is not hers.
the beast within is stirring - raeka is in need of blood, and dawn is approaching. she has no time for games.
wanting to know more, and probably with some intention of helping her, he lets her lead him to the room containing the dead man. as he enters the room, she closes the door behind her, covers his mouth, gripping him tightly, and sinks her fangs into his neck. she feeds until he has no more blood, and then drops him gently to the floor. she cleans herself up a little, removes and puts on the innkeeper's clothing, and hurries home.
i spent most of this scene completely clueless as to how to proceed, with everyone else getting quite upset with me at every turn, because i handled it all rather badly - just the simple mistake of following him inside, and everything else was out of my hands!
but i did have a lot of fun.
i came home, intending to do something productive, but our internet was lost. it took us ages to get it back (and me all the while forgetting to have supper), and by that time i'd lost my inspiration. i played some beneath a steel sky (such a beautiful game!), and then she called, and i went with her to the bus station so that she could get id photos.
the machine wasn't working...
we said goodbye, for two weeks. this sucks. i hope i'll get a chance to go through to visit her, but it doesn't seem likely.
all three of my flatemates have agreed to my proposal, that for any item of cutlery or crockery that we clean, that wasn't dirtied by us, gets the soiler one good punch. at the end of each day, we tally up, and whoever has a deficit gets beaten.
already, there are no dishes in the sink. it's amazing how fast it worked!
now i have to figure out how to get them to stop stealing my apples... i'm eating one really juice, solid granny-smith as i type. mmmm. crunchy.
*** today ***
i got up really early, and bladed to class. we had to have a class at 08.45. it's just great. really pleasant way to wake up.
spent the day in class, or doing homework. i finally managed to leave campus around 16.30, and went over to a friend's place, where five of us had a good ol' braai (i can't spell the english word for it). our brit has spent enough time in cape town, that he could actually back me up with my stories about the mother city, and he even had a few of his own! it was a totally new experience for me.
that's where a few of my hours went. i got home, i'm guessing, around 8 / 9pm. i've been trying to do homework, but i really can't focus. we have 33 pages of economics reading for tomorrow, and i can't make head or tail of even the first four pages, and we suspect that there'll be a class quiz.
this lecturer is a complete bastard.
i'm absolutely in love with beneath a steel sky. it's a beautifully designed game, the graphics are at LEAST good enough, and it's loads of fun all around.
only problem - can't play 'cause i don't have time.
i'm gonna make one last attempt at this crazy document, and then it's way past time to hit the hay.
Saturday, November 15, 2003
15/11/03
*** yesterday ***
i managed, by doing my homework at around 3am. with marshmallows...
mallow-math.
waking up at 07.00 was a total bitch, and waking up at 07.30 wasn't much better. i bladed to class, and got my homework in on time. i couldn't fall asleep in class, because we were actually Learning Stuff.
bugger.
afterwards, i sorted out my other two homework assignments, and then missioned off to the bank. where i had to wait for ages, just to get a lecture from the personal banker, about how there's a machine that gives printouts and i need to learn how to use it. apparently, it doesn't matter that it's only in hebrew.
i got home, and she came over. we went shopping, which was not an entirely pleasant experience, and then returned to my place to cook lunch. a friend of hers came over to help, and we made a huge, cheap lunch. i think i got most of what we did...
including leftovers.
i introduced our brit, and a friend of ours, to watch 28 days later, of which i only managed the first twenty minutes or so before passing out. i woke up about an hour later, and had to get ready for supper with her relatives, which actually went quite well! let's hope it lasts.
afterwards, we went to see a movie: Love Actually (Is All Around). when i ran into the storyteller of our vtm game (on his way to see kill bill), and he saw my ticket, i got an empathetic pat on the shoulder. i keep getting dragged to see chick-flicks.
but this, this is one chick-flick i might even watch again. it's very cool, and has tons of recognizable british actors (including the "wanker" from human traffic), and is very nicely tied together.
*** today ***
it was so good, in fact, that we waited and watched as everyone else left the theatre, amused at the fact that EVERYONE was all touchy-feely.
we were going to go out for coffee, but we were both too tired. i drove her home, and took a slow, cold walk back to my place.
i woke up around 11am, with a phone call from my mom. we didn't talk for long, and then i decided it was time to actually get up and start the day.
i've now had a great breakfast (scrambled eggs on toast, leftover tuna salad, and lots of marshmallows to go with the cup that used to contain hot chocolate), and i've got homework to do. i dunno where to begin. our vtm game begins 16.30, so maybe i'll just waste today away.
yes... that sounds like an EXCELLENT plan.
i managed, by doing my homework at around 3am. with marshmallows...
mallow-math.
waking up at 07.00 was a total bitch, and waking up at 07.30 wasn't much better. i bladed to class, and got my homework in on time. i couldn't fall asleep in class, because we were actually Learning Stuff.
bugger.
afterwards, i sorted out my other two homework assignments, and then missioned off to the bank. where i had to wait for ages, just to get a lecture from the personal banker, about how there's a machine that gives printouts and i need to learn how to use it. apparently, it doesn't matter that it's only in hebrew.
i got home, and she came over. we went shopping, which was not an entirely pleasant experience, and then returned to my place to cook lunch. a friend of hers came over to help, and we made a huge, cheap lunch. i think i got most of what we did...
including leftovers.
i introduced our brit, and a friend of ours, to watch 28 days later, of which i only managed the first twenty minutes or so before passing out. i woke up about an hour later, and had to get ready for supper with her relatives, which actually went quite well! let's hope it lasts.
afterwards, we went to see a movie: Love Actually (Is All Around). when i ran into the storyteller of our vtm game (on his way to see kill bill), and he saw my ticket, i got an empathetic pat on the shoulder. i keep getting dragged to see chick-flicks.
but this, this is one chick-flick i might even watch again. it's very cool, and has tons of recognizable british actors (including the "wanker" from human traffic), and is very nicely tied together.
*** today ***
it was so good, in fact, that we waited and watched as everyone else left the theatre, amused at the fact that EVERYONE was all touchy-feely.
we were going to go out for coffee, but we were both too tired. i drove her home, and took a slow, cold walk back to my place.
i woke up around 11am, with a phone call from my mom. we didn't talk for long, and then i decided it was time to actually get up and start the day.
i've now had a great breakfast (scrambled eggs on toast, leftover tuna salad, and lots of marshmallows to go with the cup that used to contain hot chocolate), and i've got homework to do. i dunno where to begin. our vtm game begins 16.30, so maybe i'll just waste today away.
yes... that sounds like an EXCELLENT plan.
Thursday, November 13, 2003
13/11/03
*** 11th ***
i showered. i smelled good. i didn't do anything productive, as expected. however, i did play some beneath a steel sky, which was loads of fun, and i read some of terry goodkind - wizard's first rule.
OHMIGOD.
i got sucked in, and had to read at least till the end of the chapter. it's THE scene with denna - really hectic.
*** yesterday ***
i got up at 08.30. or 09.30. my brain's not that good. i'd gone to bed with ambient music playing, but when i woke up, i was greeted with silence. not being a good sign, i immediately went to check. blue screen of death.
after three unsuccessful resets, i was totally upset.
so, i had my breakfast, did some homework, and walked to class.
i went to class. our lecturer told us english speakers to come, because enough of the material would be in english, and the topic was oracle.
we sat, about five non-hebrew speakers, in a completely hebrew lecture, for one and a half, EXTREMELY long hours. where everyone spoke really quickly, and none of understood a thing from the slides. that's one and a half potentially productive hours of my life, gone.
gone.
gone.
i walked home. then walked my kon-pyu-taa to the store.
i hate giving my baby away.
went back to university, and did some homework. ran into a guy in the cafeteria, who i studied with two years ago. he told me he'd run into some south africans in the far east, and mentioned one of them by name. turns out, it's one of the guys i matriculated with! he disappeared almost immediately after highschool - i have his email, and am all set to harrass him (we were friendly, i ain't no stalker).
i got a challenge from a guy in our class, who also does taekwondo - he wants to fight me at the next competition. i dunno...
i didn't go to any of my other classes. i went home, and had a nap. then took a bus to work, where i spent a really long time clearing email. and talking on IRC!!
we had thai food for supper. lots of it. good stuff, too.
*** today ***
it's so nice to be able to associate working with talking to my friends, even if it does mean missing people due to incessently nagging pesty inbred maggots.
*** later ***
i got a ride home, so after a great shower, i fell asleep around 06.30. i woke up at 11.00, had a cup of tea, and went off to campus. class was interesting, but long.
i was ravenous afterwards, and had a large, salmon and cheese sandwich. you didn't need / want to know that. and went to do some of my assignments. mmmm, homework. i just LOVE doing all my homework.
i went off to the computer store, to pick up my konpyutaa. about (after much skimming through previous logs, with no success) two weeks ago, i took my computer into the shop, and they replaced my memory. they charged me NIS 20 because it's better.
i get there, and they tell me that the memory's faulty, and i have to pay NIS 80!
WTF?!?!?!
bullshit. i refused to pay them, and i have this horrid feeling that something else is the problem, like my motherboard. which means i'll be back in there in another short while.
got home, starving. i made myself fried eggs on toast, and then spaghetti, and then passed out for a couple of hours. i've been sitting and playing on my pc for about an hour an a half now, and i've just remembered that i'm going to have to finish my math homework for tomorrow morning...
also, she's coming over soon, and we're probably going out, so i dunno how i'm going to manage this.
* sigh *
i'm just, like, so complicated.
i showered. i smelled good. i didn't do anything productive, as expected. however, i did play some beneath a steel sky, which was loads of fun, and i read some of terry goodkind - wizard's first rule.
OHMIGOD.
i got sucked in, and had to read at least till the end of the chapter. it's THE scene with denna - really hectic.
*** yesterday ***
i got up at 08.30. or 09.30. my brain's not that good. i'd gone to bed with ambient music playing, but when i woke up, i was greeted with silence. not being a good sign, i immediately went to check. blue screen of death.
after three unsuccessful resets, i was totally upset.
so, i had my breakfast, did some homework, and walked to class.
i went to class. our lecturer told us english speakers to come, because enough of the material would be in english, and the topic was oracle.
we sat, about five non-hebrew speakers, in a completely hebrew lecture, for one and a half, EXTREMELY long hours. where everyone spoke really quickly, and none of understood a thing from the slides. that's one and a half potentially productive hours of my life, gone.
gone.
gone.
i walked home. then walked my kon-pyu-taa to the store.
i hate giving my baby away.
went back to university, and did some homework. ran into a guy in the cafeteria, who i studied with two years ago. he told me he'd run into some south africans in the far east, and mentioned one of them by name. turns out, it's one of the guys i matriculated with! he disappeared almost immediately after highschool - i have his email, and am all set to harrass him (we were friendly, i ain't no stalker).
i got a challenge from a guy in our class, who also does taekwondo - he wants to fight me at the next competition. i dunno...
i didn't go to any of my other classes. i went home, and had a nap. then took a bus to work, where i spent a really long time clearing email. and talking on IRC!!
we had thai food for supper. lots of it. good stuff, too.
*** today ***
it's so nice to be able to associate working with talking to my friends, even if it does mean missing people due to incessently nagging pesty inbred maggots.
*** later ***
i got a ride home, so after a great shower, i fell asleep around 06.30. i woke up at 11.00, had a cup of tea, and went off to campus. class was interesting, but long.
i was ravenous afterwards, and had a large, salmon and cheese sandwich. you didn't need / want to know that. and went to do some of my assignments. mmmm, homework. i just LOVE doing all my homework.
i went off to the computer store, to pick up my konpyutaa. about (after much skimming through previous logs, with no success) two weeks ago, i took my computer into the shop, and they replaced my memory. they charged me NIS 20 because it's better.
i get there, and they tell me that the memory's faulty, and i have to pay NIS 80!
WTF?!?!?!
bullshit. i refused to pay them, and i have this horrid feeling that something else is the problem, like my motherboard. which means i'll be back in there in another short while.
got home, starving. i made myself fried eggs on toast, and then spaghetti, and then passed out for a couple of hours. i've been sitting and playing on my pc for about an hour an a half now, and i've just remembered that i'm going to have to finish my math homework for tomorrow morning...
also, she's coming over soon, and we're probably going out, so i dunno how i'm going to manage this.
* sigh *
i'm just, like, so complicated.
Tuesday, November 11, 2003
11/11/03
i got to bed around 1am. i woke up at... ...
10.30!!!
it was amazing. i had breakfast, tried to go online (very slow day), and then went to campus, stopping to buy shoelaces on the way. i need them because the elastics on my old pairs of pants is dying. the guy at the store insisted on knowing this before selling them to me. he then started getting friendly, and took me for stupid (maybe he's right?) because i couldn't understand what the hell he was saying (in hebrew).
i did some more of the systems analysis, which is really not complicated, and then took a walk to the busstop, where i got on the bus for tel aviv.
i had a sandwich, ran into experimental. we talked for a few seconds, and i made my way to the bomb shelter for training.
i thought i was half an hour late. turned out i was half an hour early. that sucks. so i went to the goth store, where they have tons of really cool posters, and found a few must-haves. i wish i had cash.
it got a bit sad, however, as i was trying to figure out whether or not i could get a winnie-the-pooh / tigger poster, AND a "we want YOU - for satan's army" poster, and put them next to each other in my room.
training was hard, my body was most unresponsive.
i just got off the bus, and am about to make spaghetti (if i had more money, i'd be bored of spaghetti already), and then i think i'm going to go to bed. oh - and shower first. i stink.
10.30!!!
it was amazing. i had breakfast, tried to go online (very slow day), and then went to campus, stopping to buy shoelaces on the way. i need them because the elastics on my old pairs of pants is dying. the guy at the store insisted on knowing this before selling them to me. he then started getting friendly, and took me for stupid (maybe he's right?) because i couldn't understand what the hell he was saying (in hebrew).
i did some more of the systems analysis, which is really not complicated, and then took a walk to the busstop, where i got on the bus for tel aviv.
i had a sandwich, ran into experimental. we talked for a few seconds, and i made my way to the bomb shelter for training.
i thought i was half an hour late. turned out i was half an hour early. that sucks. so i went to the goth store, where they have tons of really cool posters, and found a few must-haves. i wish i had cash.
it got a bit sad, however, as i was trying to figure out whether or not i could get a winnie-the-pooh / tigger poster, AND a "we want YOU - for satan's army" poster, and put them next to each other in my room.
training was hard, my body was most unresponsive.
i just got off the bus, and am about to make spaghetti (if i had more money, i'd be bored of spaghetti already), and then i think i'm going to go to bed. oh - and shower first. i stink.
Monday, November 10, 2003
10/11/03
i got to bed about 03.30, having spent my early morning doing lots and lots of homework. i woke up at 07.30. then 07.50 (whoops). i finally managed to leave the apartment at 08.20, and got caught, halfway to campus, in a downpour. it's barely stopped raining since saturday night.
speaking of which - at about 2am, we heard an enormous boom (during a lightning storm, we kinda knew what it was), and then all the power went out. fortunately, it went on about five minutes later.
there's a reason i'm saying this, don't you worry...
so, me, caught in the rain. i took a looooong detour, to the centre of town, and bought myself a really cheap brolly. and then walked aaaaaaaaall the way to campus.
soaked anyway.
i discovered that all the campus servers had gone down during the storm. all - of - them. apparently, the server room had been approximately eighty degrees celcius when the first guys arrived in the morning. not only was this distressing for them - all my homework had been sitting in my mailbox, and there was no guarantee that the mail would be restored.
fortunately, my argentinian flatmate brought the stuff on stiffy. he and i managed to print out our homework before going to class, but this caused us to be about ten minutes late. when we entered, and please bear in mind that we'd been up all night doing this homework, we discovered that we've been given until next week.
typical.
the class proved to be EXTREMELY boring, and as soon as we were given a break, about half the class (at least) made a run for it. i had a really small lunch (financial constraints), and had a meeting with a lecturer, apropos our applied project. it was a most constructive meeting, and i managed to get some insider tips.
i spent the rest of the day on basic system analysis, learning basic c#, and arbing around online.
i went to accounting. accounting was interesting. and quite pleasant.
i walked home, collected my gear, and went to taekwondo. which sucked. i had no energy, and my body's not in any kind of shape at all.
bah! humbug.
took the bus home, had myself a whole can of sweetcorn (WITHOUT creamed sweetcorn), spoke to her, and had a glorious, hot shower. and now, it's time for BASS (Beneath a Steel Sky), and bed. maybe i'll read a bit from wizard's first rule, which i managed to download. maybe, just maybe, i check to see what other homework i have.
let the wheel weave as the wheel wills.
speaking of which - at about 2am, we heard an enormous boom (during a lightning storm, we kinda knew what it was), and then all the power went out. fortunately, it went on about five minutes later.
there's a reason i'm saying this, don't you worry...
so, me, caught in the rain. i took a looooong detour, to the centre of town, and bought myself a really cheap brolly. and then walked aaaaaaaaall the way to campus.
soaked anyway.
i discovered that all the campus servers had gone down during the storm. all - of - them. apparently, the server room had been approximately eighty degrees celcius when the first guys arrived in the morning. not only was this distressing for them - all my homework had been sitting in my mailbox, and there was no guarantee that the mail would be restored.
fortunately, my argentinian flatmate brought the stuff on stiffy. he and i managed to print out our homework before going to class, but this caused us to be about ten minutes late. when we entered, and please bear in mind that we'd been up all night doing this homework, we discovered that we've been given until next week.
typical.
the class proved to be EXTREMELY boring, and as soon as we were given a break, about half the class (at least) made a run for it. i had a really small lunch (financial constraints), and had a meeting with a lecturer, apropos our applied project. it was a most constructive meeting, and i managed to get some insider tips.
i spent the rest of the day on basic system analysis, learning basic c#, and arbing around online.
i went to accounting. accounting was interesting. and quite pleasant.
i walked home, collected my gear, and went to taekwondo. which sucked. i had no energy, and my body's not in any kind of shape at all.
bah! humbug.
took the bus home, had myself a whole can of sweetcorn (WITHOUT creamed sweetcorn), spoke to her, and had a glorious, hot shower. and now, it's time for BASS (Beneath a Steel Sky), and bed. maybe i'll read a bit from wizard's first rule, which i managed to download. maybe, just maybe, i check to see what other homework i have.
let the wheel weave as the wheel wills.
Sunday, November 09, 2003
09/11/03
*** yesterday ***
kill bill. excellent, excellent movie. so far.
i both loved, and hated, the excessive use of blood.
*** today ***
what a long day! it started with a major fight between flatmates, which went nowhere. i then had class, and after class did accounting homework. which i still haven't finished. we also have another assignment due tomorrow, which i have no clue how to begin.
interesting things that happened today: none.
i had scrambled-fried eggs on toast, a delicious orange 'n chocolate yoghurt, and two badly baked potatoes for supper. i have a headache of note, and i'm not inclined to do anything productive right now. including this. i don't even know why i started.
kill bill. excellent, excellent movie. so far.
i both loved, and hated, the excessive use of blood.
*** today ***
what a long day! it started with a major fight between flatmates, which went nowhere. i then had class, and after class did accounting homework. which i still haven't finished. we also have another assignment due tomorrow, which i have no clue how to begin.
interesting things that happened today: none.
i had scrambled-fried eggs on toast, a delicious orange 'n chocolate yoghurt, and two badly baked potatoes for supper. i have a headache of note, and i'm not inclined to do anything productive right now. including this. i don't even know why i started.
Saturday, November 08, 2003
08/11/03
*** yesterday ***
she was really, really kind, and took me to tel aviv to pick up experimental, and then brought us back to herzliyah. i'm going to need to do something special to repay that - please mail me any suggestions (i can spend lots of effort, but very little money, and my imagination's not very good).
*** today ***
we went to our buddy in pituach, who fed us really good chicken soup, and allowed the others to make a small spliff sweatshop, with a cute production line and some very interesting results.
i managed to leave my jersey there (that's now two items i have to recover), and we then went off in search of the party.
we had to wait a while at the entrance, so we took the opportunity to eat some candy (to go along with my liquorice), of which even i had a small sliver.
rhino met up with us, organized our entrance, and directed us to the party proper. it was on the edge of a forest, a really nice spot. the music was really chilled and funky. there were lots of people, which i hadn't expected, and unfortunately a lot of arsim (greaseballs, pimps, assholes). we had a really fun night, and sunrise was great. the only problem is that right after the good music started, the arsim started fighting. the music stopped, apparently someone got stabbed. we decided it was a good time to leave. good that some people really get into the true spirit of the nature party...
we got totally, utterly and completely lost on the way out. we had a grand adventure before one of the patrolling guards found us and led us out.
it was during the ride home that i really started to trip. we got to ra'anana, and i was getting hectic visuals, and i was given salvadore dali - the paintings to read. i didn't make it very far into the book before passing out, and aside from a brief attempt at 11.30 to watch ed, edd, and eddy, i slept until 13.50. i walked back home, which only took about half an hour, had breakfast, took an INCREDIBLE shower, and played counterstrike. and didn't do too badly.
i had an extremely frustrating experience just now: i tried to book movie tickets (kill bill) over the phone, in hebrew. everything was going great, until they asked for my credit card number. i followed the instructions, put in the number, pressed #, and it asked me for the number again. i repeated this four times before giving up. why can't they just let me get ONE freaking thing right in this country?!
i intended to take a photo of myself when i got back, just to demonstrate how utterly messed up i was, and only remembered after the shower. sorry. there will be some photo's from earlier though.
she was really, really kind, and took me to tel aviv to pick up experimental, and then brought us back to herzliyah. i'm going to need to do something special to repay that - please mail me any suggestions (i can spend lots of effort, but very little money, and my imagination's not very good).
*** today ***
we went to our buddy in pituach, who fed us really good chicken soup, and allowed the others to make a small spliff sweatshop, with a cute production line and some very interesting results.
i managed to leave my jersey there (that's now two items i have to recover), and we then went off in search of the party.
we had to wait a while at the entrance, so we took the opportunity to eat some candy (to go along with my liquorice), of which even i had a small sliver.
rhino met up with us, organized our entrance, and directed us to the party proper. it was on the edge of a forest, a really nice spot. the music was really chilled and funky. there were lots of people, which i hadn't expected, and unfortunately a lot of arsim (greaseballs, pimps, assholes). we had a really fun night, and sunrise was great. the only problem is that right after the good music started, the arsim started fighting. the music stopped, apparently someone got stabbed. we decided it was a good time to leave. good that some people really get into the true spirit of the nature party...
we got totally, utterly and completely lost on the way out. we had a grand adventure before one of the patrolling guards found us and led us out.
it was during the ride home that i really started to trip. we got to ra'anana, and i was getting hectic visuals, and i was given salvadore dali - the paintings to read. i didn't make it very far into the book before passing out, and aside from a brief attempt at 11.30 to watch ed, edd, and eddy, i slept until 13.50. i walked back home, which only took about half an hour, had breakfast, took an INCREDIBLE shower, and played counterstrike. and didn't do too badly.
i had an extremely frustrating experience just now: i tried to book movie tickets (kill bill) over the phone, in hebrew. everything was going great, until they asked for my credit card number. i followed the instructions, put in the number, pressed #, and it asked me for the number again. i repeated this four times before giving up. why can't they just let me get ONE freaking thing right in this country?!
i intended to take a photo of myself when i got back, just to demonstrate how utterly messed up i was, and only remembered after the shower. sorry. there will be some photo's from earlier though.
Friday, November 07, 2003
07/11/03
*** yesterday ***
the party wasn't so great, but not a complete waste of time. saw some people i've been out of touch with for a while. we went to her place, and crashed (without doing homework, OBVIOUSLY).
*** today ***
got up at 08.00, finished my homework, and she gave me a lift to campus. class was kinda okay, got away with making fun of the lecturer (good to have one with a sense of humour - he just insulted me right back), and then bladed home.
i did some washing (sorely needed), and played lots of counterstrike. on servers with good people - i got my ass kicked, and BADLY. some great moments, however - i got into a standard gunfight with some guy, and we both ran out of ammo at the same time: i pulled my knife and slashed him to death! got such a rush, i was shaking for the rest of the round...
she picked me up, and we spent the day at her place - sleeping, and eating. eating, and sleeping. and babysitting, as we keep getting conned by her sister.
* shrug *
we're going to a nature party tonight - it looks like i'm going to have to spend NIS 150 (R200) on a taxi, to go fetch someone, because the guy driving us is being difficult today.
oh well. it'll be worth it.
i have this grand plan to finish those logs i've been neglecting for so long (the ones concerning my last days in cape town, and my flight back)... but i'm not holding my breath. neither should you.
the party wasn't so great, but not a complete waste of time. saw some people i've been out of touch with for a while. we went to her place, and crashed (without doing homework, OBVIOUSLY).
*** today ***
got up at 08.00, finished my homework, and she gave me a lift to campus. class was kinda okay, got away with making fun of the lecturer (good to have one with a sense of humour - he just insulted me right back), and then bladed home.
i did some washing (sorely needed), and played lots of counterstrike. on servers with good people - i got my ass kicked, and BADLY. some great moments, however - i got into a standard gunfight with some guy, and we both ran out of ammo at the same time: i pulled my knife and slashed him to death! got such a rush, i was shaking for the rest of the round...
she picked me up, and we spent the day at her place - sleeping, and eating. eating, and sleeping. and babysitting, as we keep getting conned by her sister.
* shrug *
we're going to a nature party tonight - it looks like i'm going to have to spend NIS 150 (R200) on a taxi, to go fetch someone, because the guy driving us is being difficult today.
oh well. it'll be worth it.
i have this grand plan to finish those logs i've been neglecting for so long (the ones concerning my last days in cape town, and my flight back)... but i'm not holding my breath. neither should you.
Thursday, November 06, 2003
06/11/03
*** yesterday ***
got back from work around 06.30, and got to bed at 07.00.
i woke up at 11.00, i think. actually, i don't remember much from yesterday - i was very tired. i did homework in the library for most of it, and went to two classes, both of which i didn't need to be in. i got my wednesday and thursday timetables confused.
so i could've slept all day, really.
straight after class i went home, stopping for coffee at a friendly new student, jgg, then rushed off to tel aviv. the scout movement had a memorial for yitzchak rabin, so i went to join her (she's in the scouts). it was definitely an experience. some interesting speeches, at least the ones i understood...
she had to go right after the ceremony, so i made my way home, made some toast (no cutlery or crockery - my flatmates are bastards), and went to bed.
i think.
oh, and i had a long theological debate with our brit. it was rather interesting.
*** today ***
i woke up early, around 9 / 10am, and turned on the boiler. i spent the morning doing my homework (algorithms, really nasty graph stuff), showering (a really nice, long hot shower), and then rollerbladed to university. i was in class until 06.30 (i can't remember too many details - see attached rant). i bladed home, went shopping (bought much munchies), had a much needed shower, and made myself spaghetti with sweet-chilli sauce. while trying to set up counterstrike.
which isn't happening.
something's happened to our internet, and i keep timing out, even on the servers i usually play on. it's very frustrating.
she's just come back to herzliyah for the weekend - she'll be here soon, and then we're off to a student party (held by jgg) to say hi and be polite. then i've got homework to finish for tomorrow morning, our 08.30 class, and then i'm sleeping at her place. which is a hell of lot more comfortable than mine...
*** rant ***
i'm getting truly sick of grootbek. i'm sick of all his slick american bullshit, his constant childishness and lack of responsibility. he never does his dishes, constantly reminds me to do mine, and gets upset and offended when i reciprocate. coupled with his frequent nagging about the bills, which i physically don't have cash to pay yet, i've been walking around with this urgent need to hit him. hard. and lots. especially whenever i want to prepare food.
my new plan is as follows (although i'm not sure that i'm going to find anyone here agreeing with me): for every dish of his that i do, i get to punch him once. same thing goes for each dish of mine he does. the "points" are tallied at the end of each day, before bed, and whoever has a deficit gets to go to sleep bruised.
i think that's fair. and everyone ends up happy - i'm only to happy to fuck him up and pay for it with soapy water.
got back from work around 06.30, and got to bed at 07.00.
i woke up at 11.00, i think. actually, i don't remember much from yesterday - i was very tired. i did homework in the library for most of it, and went to two classes, both of which i didn't need to be in. i got my wednesday and thursday timetables confused.
so i could've slept all day, really.
straight after class i went home, stopping for coffee at a friendly new student, jgg, then rushed off to tel aviv. the scout movement had a memorial for yitzchak rabin, so i went to join her (she's in the scouts). it was definitely an experience. some interesting speeches, at least the ones i understood...
she had to go right after the ceremony, so i made my way home, made some toast (no cutlery or crockery - my flatmates are bastards), and went to bed.
i think.
oh, and i had a long theological debate with our brit. it was rather interesting.
*** today ***
i woke up early, around 9 / 10am, and turned on the boiler. i spent the morning doing my homework (algorithms, really nasty graph stuff), showering (a really nice, long hot shower), and then rollerbladed to university. i was in class until 06.30 (i can't remember too many details - see attached rant). i bladed home, went shopping (bought much munchies), had a much needed shower, and made myself spaghetti with sweet-chilli sauce. while trying to set up counterstrike.
which isn't happening.
something's happened to our internet, and i keep timing out, even on the servers i usually play on. it's very frustrating.
she's just come back to herzliyah for the weekend - she'll be here soon, and then we're off to a student party (held by jgg) to say hi and be polite. then i've got homework to finish for tomorrow morning, our 08.30 class, and then i'm sleeping at her place. which is a hell of lot more comfortable than mine...
*** rant ***
i'm getting truly sick of grootbek. i'm sick of all his slick american bullshit, his constant childishness and lack of responsibility. he never does his dishes, constantly reminds me to do mine, and gets upset and offended when i reciprocate. coupled with his frequent nagging about the bills, which i physically don't have cash to pay yet, i've been walking around with this urgent need to hit him. hard. and lots. especially whenever i want to prepare food.
my new plan is as follows (although i'm not sure that i'm going to find anyone here agreeing with me): for every dish of his that i do, i get to punch him once. same thing goes for each dish of mine he does. the "points" are tallied at the end of each day, before bed, and whoever has a deficit gets to go to sleep bruised.
i think that's fair. and everyone ends up happy - i'm only to happy to fuck him up and pay for it with soapy water.
Wednesday, November 05, 2003
05/11/03
*** yesterday ***
i had almost half of a huge pizza with grootbek, and serendipitously arrived at the busstop in time to hop on. i'm still reading the AH64-D manual, which gets more and more interesting. the only problem is that i need time to go online, and find out about all the details they leave out...
i arrived at work a few hours early, so i had time to clear my email and catch up on webcomics.
*** today ***
turned out i wasn't meant to be just listening, i actually had to work this morning. and i got some really frustrating calls. including one from a german woman who could barely speak english, and wasn't actually meant to be in the event - so i couldn't find her on the systems at all, and had no clue what she was rambling on about.
i've spent most of my morning writing the journal entry for the big trip - talk about bringing back memories. my brain hurts just thinking about it, although i just had a thought: it's possible that i'm just very, very tired.
i really should have done some homework.
gonna go get some coffee now. yep, definitely need coffee.
i had almost half of a huge pizza with grootbek, and serendipitously arrived at the busstop in time to hop on. i'm still reading the AH64-D manual, which gets more and more interesting. the only problem is that i need time to go online, and find out about all the details they leave out...
i arrived at work a few hours early, so i had time to clear my email and catch up on webcomics.
*** today ***
turned out i wasn't meant to be just listening, i actually had to work this morning. and i got some really frustrating calls. including one from a german woman who could barely speak english, and wasn't actually meant to be in the event - so i couldn't find her on the systems at all, and had no clue what she was rambling on about.
i've spent most of my morning writing the journal entry for the big trip - talk about bringing back memories. my brain hurts just thinking about it, although i just had a thought: it's possible that i'm just very, very tired.
i really should have done some homework.
gonna go get some coffee now. yep, definitely need coffee.
Tuesday, November 04, 2003
04/11/03
*** yesterday ***
well, i did sleep alright. but then i had to be up at 08.00, and arrived for class at 08.30. i basically spent the entire day (until 19.30) at university, with about three hours in total to arb around and do homework.
i bladed home like a madman (or as much as i could, i was REALLY tired and sore and my body wasn't very responsive), had a shower, some food, and then hopped on a bus (i love that expression) for the train station.
in typical-for-me fashion, i missed the 20.29 train by about two minutes (i watched as it flew past me), and the next one was only due at 21.50.
fuck.
i took a slow walk to the mall. i finally found a decent sewing kit, and i went looking for some arcade games, but i couldn't find any worth playing by myself. i went to ilan's for hot chocolate, which was very, very good. made me feel much better.
another slow walk, and i made it in time for the last train. got to rechovot around 22.30, and she came to pick me up. i didn't see much of gedera in the dark, i met her flatmates, and after much talk (my hebrew is aweful), we went to sleep.
*** today ***
woke up around 11am. i think. breakfasted, stretched, and then we went for a walk through gedera. very quiet, cozy (spelling?) sort of place. we had some amazing iced-coffee, coupled with some frighteningly bad service, and the hurried off to the train. i made it with about two minutes to spare (*phew*), and had an uneventful journey back home.
my flatmates of completely inconsiderate sons-of-dogs-on-heat muthafunstas. i did some good shopping, had plans on a decent lunch when i got home (still really tired), and i had to wash everything i needed to use, 'cause there was NOTHING clean in the apartment except for a plate and a spoon.
bastards.
i made myself some tuna-pasta (using fake mayonnaise), and played final fantasy. grootbek came into the lounge, so as soon as i found a save point, we switched to tekken, and i totally taught him a lesson, with every character in the game.
i was going to sleep, tried to play cs, and got stuck reinstalling. so i haven't slept, the update hasn't finished, and i have to go to work in about an hour or so. and then be in class at 11.00 tomorrow. and i have tons of homework to do. i'm so smart.
well, i did sleep alright. but then i had to be up at 08.00, and arrived for class at 08.30. i basically spent the entire day (until 19.30) at university, with about three hours in total to arb around and do homework.
i bladed home like a madman (or as much as i could, i was REALLY tired and sore and my body wasn't very responsive), had a shower, some food, and then hopped on a bus (i love that expression) for the train station.
in typical-for-me fashion, i missed the 20.29 train by about two minutes (i watched as it flew past me), and the next one was only due at 21.50.
fuck.
i took a slow walk to the mall. i finally found a decent sewing kit, and i went looking for some arcade games, but i couldn't find any worth playing by myself. i went to ilan's for hot chocolate, which was very, very good. made me feel much better.
another slow walk, and i made it in time for the last train. got to rechovot around 22.30, and she came to pick me up. i didn't see much of gedera in the dark, i met her flatmates, and after much talk (my hebrew is aweful), we went to sleep.
*** today ***
woke up around 11am. i think. breakfasted, stretched, and then we went for a walk through gedera. very quiet, cozy (spelling?) sort of place. we had some amazing iced-coffee, coupled with some frighteningly bad service, and the hurried off to the train. i made it with about two minutes to spare (*phew*), and had an uneventful journey back home.
my flatmates of completely inconsiderate sons-of-dogs-on-heat muthafunstas. i did some good shopping, had plans on a decent lunch when i got home (still really tired), and i had to wash everything i needed to use, 'cause there was NOTHING clean in the apartment except for a plate and a spoon.
bastards.
i made myself some tuna-pasta (using fake mayonnaise), and played final fantasy. grootbek came into the lounge, so as soon as i found a save point, we switched to tekken, and i totally taught him a lesson, with every character in the game.
i was going to sleep, tried to play cs, and got stuck reinstalling. so i haven't slept, the update hasn't finished, and i have to go to work in about an hour or so. and then be in class at 11.00 tomorrow. and i have tons of homework to do. i'm so smart.
Sunday, November 02, 2003
02/11/03
*** yesterday ***
i woke up around 14.10. really, really needed the sleep. had a really chilled wake-up, as some friends had come over and we were talking while i was eating and doing homework.
i played some good cs, then left for our weekly vampire game. it was much better than the first one - i'm really getting the hang of the character, the people i'm playing with, and the game itself.
i got home, but immediately left with our brit to visit a friend of his. it turned out i'd met him on friday night, and a couple of other guys were there too (one from the wakeup). so we chilled, had some tea, and talked a hell of a lot, about a hell of a lot. we had supper (tuna pasta! although with mayonnaise, not ketchup), and then walked home.
back to argueing with grootbek about dishes. god, this is childish.
*** today ***
i'm delaying my shower till morning - i'm getting up at 07.50 for class at 08.45. oh, goody. it's financial accounting.
i'm now debating whether or not to play cs before bed...
*** later ***
i'm listening to marilyn manson, filled with a need for violence so strong that i keep having to remind myself that if i tear my own skin i'm going to regret it in the morning. and this isn't from the music, that's just fitting.
fucking dibs. they're fucking striking again. but fucking EVERYONE. BUTT-FUCKING everyone. even the banks and the post-office are going on strike. so no cash, and no trains, so i can't go and see her in gedera.
but that's not what's getting to me.
i spent the whole fucking day at university. most of it doing homework, that we eventually gave up on, because it makes no sense and we haven't actually been taught how to do it yet.
slimey bastards.
but that's not what's getting to me.
i'm typing this when i'm supposed to be finishing a report. it's late. but none of this is what's making me feel like i want to find every motherfucker in the city and rip their throats out. slowly. bathing myself in their blood, squeezing every last drop out into the street.
hmmm. maybe manson is making it worse.
i don't care. i think what's bothering me is that it's finally sunk in that i'm back here, in israel, and no longer held in cape town's sweet embrace.
i have so much work to do, and so little time for myself. go on, feel sorry for me. it's not like anyone else has the same problem.
and experiencing technical difficulties with counterstrike doesn't make me feel better either.
i woke up around 14.10. really, really needed the sleep. had a really chilled wake-up, as some friends had come over and we were talking while i was eating and doing homework.
i played some good cs, then left for our weekly vampire game. it was much better than the first one - i'm really getting the hang of the character, the people i'm playing with, and the game itself.
i got home, but immediately left with our brit to visit a friend of his. it turned out i'd met him on friday night, and a couple of other guys were there too (one from the wakeup). so we chilled, had some tea, and talked a hell of a lot, about a hell of a lot. we had supper (tuna pasta! although with mayonnaise, not ketchup), and then walked home.
back to argueing with grootbek about dishes. god, this is childish.
*** today ***
i'm delaying my shower till morning - i'm getting up at 07.50 for class at 08.45. oh, goody. it's financial accounting.
i'm now debating whether or not to play cs before bed...
*** later ***
i'm listening to marilyn manson, filled with a need for violence so strong that i keep having to remind myself that if i tear my own skin i'm going to regret it in the morning. and this isn't from the music, that's just fitting.
fucking dibs. they're fucking striking again. but fucking EVERYONE. BUTT-FUCKING everyone. even the banks and the post-office are going on strike. so no cash, and no trains, so i can't go and see her in gedera.
but that's not what's getting to me.
i spent the whole fucking day at university. most of it doing homework, that we eventually gave up on, because it makes no sense and we haven't actually been taught how to do it yet.
slimey bastards.
but that's not what's getting to me.
i'm typing this when i'm supposed to be finishing a report. it's late. but none of this is what's making me feel like i want to find every motherfucker in the city and rip their throats out. slowly. bathing myself in their blood, squeezing every last drop out into the street.
hmmm. maybe manson is making it worse.
i don't care. i think what's bothering me is that it's finally sunk in that i'm back here, in israel, and no longer held in cape town's sweet embrace.
i have so much work to do, and so little time for myself. go on, feel sorry for me. it's not like anyone else has the same problem.
and experiencing technical difficulties with counterstrike doesn't make me feel better either.
Saturday, November 01, 2003
01/11/03
*** yesterday ***
i played cs, on an israeli server. if your microphone picks up a strong signal while you're playing, it broadcasts it to the other players. some kid's mother started screaming at him in hebrew, telling him to stop playing and come for supper. in hebrew. much hysterical laughter, and much typing of LOL and ROFL later... this went on for about five minutes!
i got dressed up - i'll post pics later on. we went to this really lame party (hip-hop, much drinking, rather crappy people), but finally SxS came to the rescue.
oh, and grootbek got really drunk last night. our argentinian's car is full of puke, and i'm really nervous about finding out more in the morning...
*** today ***
not that we did much anyways, as we met up with some friends and went club/bar-hopping through tel-aviv. got some interesting reactions to my costume, especially considering the fact that israeli's don't celebrate halloween.
i suppose it should worry me that some girls were hitting on me.
and some woman who forgot it was halloween - her birthday is on halloween. go figure.
it's now 05.45 as i write this. the sun's just rising, i'm just going to bed. it took me a really long, hot shower (playing cs while waiting for the water to heat up) to scrub off most of the facepaint, but now it's definitely time for some sleep-inaction.
anyways, good night.
i played cs, on an israeli server. if your microphone picks up a strong signal while you're playing, it broadcasts it to the other players. some kid's mother started screaming at him in hebrew, telling him to stop playing and come for supper. in hebrew. much hysterical laughter, and much typing of LOL and ROFL later... this went on for about five minutes!
i got dressed up - i'll post pics later on. we went to this really lame party (hip-hop, much drinking, rather crappy people), but finally SxS came to the rescue.
oh, and grootbek got really drunk last night. our argentinian's car is full of puke, and i'm really nervous about finding out more in the morning...
*** today ***
not that we did much anyways, as we met up with some friends and went club/bar-hopping through tel-aviv. got some interesting reactions to my costume, especially considering the fact that israeli's don't celebrate halloween.
i suppose it should worry me that some girls were hitting on me.
and some woman who forgot it was halloween - her birthday is on halloween. go figure.
it's now 05.45 as i write this. the sun's just rising, i'm just going to bed. it took me a really long, hot shower (playing cs while waiting for the water to heat up) to scrub off most of the facepaint, but now it's definitely time for some sleep-inaction.
anyways, good night.
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