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Friday, December 19, 2003

19/12/03

*** yesterday ***

i got to bed around 06.00 - 06.30, and i woke up at 11am.
and went to class.

where i remained until 18.30. in our last class, i fell asleep, and apparently missed everyone having a good laugh at my expense, with the lecturer defending me.
nice.

last night was very chilled. i did some laundry, i watched two movies i hadn't seen before (mallrats and office space), and spent about an hour struggling to fly a helicopter.
hovering at about three feet, and landing, is incredibly difficult, and i have learned the utmost respect for helicopter pilots. and they make it look so easy in the movies...

i also played some counterstrike, but i sucked badly. it was an unfamiliar map, but that doesn't excuse my silly responses in tight situations.

oh, and SxS came over, and we played some tekken. i need more practice...

*** today ***

i woke up at 10.30, nay, 10.40, and tried to finish our c assignment. i managed to fix a significant portion of it (i had to rewrite the realloc() function), and then discovered that elusive "one more bug".
and then grootbek walked in, and continued talking to me after i politely told him to leave off, and he broke my concentration. then he got all upset with me, because he'd done me a favour by bringing me a returned assignment from campus.
i could no longer focus on the bug, and gave up (i was running out of time), which basically made all the work i'd done this morning worthless.

i RAN to campus, walking only when it was raining, and printed wednesday's version of the assignment, and handed it in just in time.

i got a lift back home, and now i have to figure out what to do with my day. part of me wants to spend it beating up my flatmate.

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