Palindrome of the Day - Drawer
I laughed at this guy for hours. I still can’t close my mouth. Hm.. or maybe that’s because i blue myself ahahahah. Okay.
I popped a non-existent blister while golfing yesterday. We just HAVE to go GOLFING on a sunny friday afternoon don’t we. It’s like the best sport ever. Yep. All of those old people who have nothing better to do are just so leet at golfing. It’s like magical. I want to be just like one of them, swinging a stick at a plastic (or rock?) ball that’s still on the ground. Good thing all of the old people will die soon and maybe so will the retarded people - so golfing will disappear forever.
AAA batteries are so expensive. Or maybe not. I drained 3 entire batteries this week, for my mp3 player (assuming 15hours/battery). Or maybe it’s because my mp3 player sucks. Damn sales person with his stupid face and stupid name “Mario” selling it to me for $200 last June, when it’s now $90 everywhere you go. Why not add a Yoshi doll to my order so I could hump it later.
Accepted into UBC Applied Science!
That’s right, here I come, 7 courses / term =D
And just a sidenote about how crappy Hotmail is (as always).
I check this account everyday. I use the messenger and usually get 5-7 email / day. But nooo, Hotmail has to delete all of my emails. FOR NO REASON. Luckily I use Gmail as a primary email. One more reason to hate Microsoft.
Speaking of which, I’m really looking into an Apple Powerbook 17″. It looks just absolutely awesome. But the price is just a huge tad out of my budget. $3300 (canadian) for all the basic hardware and the main OS. I’m sure I can scrap a bit of “shared programs” off the places, but $3300 for a laptop is just a bit too much.
And also:
Say No to Drugs.
Did you know that you could die from intaking drugs?
On our student wireless network at University of British Columbia here, today we found the many MANY ipods connected to iTunes available for shared music. There were at least 500 playlists, each with 3000 songs. And that got me thinking..
Introducing: MyTunes Redux. It grabs and downloads all the shared music that you can listen to on iTunes. AWESOME ISN’T IT? Now all I have to actually buy is 30 more 160gig hard drives to store the new songs.
Back to the moment, I doubt that the internet connection will be fast enough to download more than 2 songs / minute. Even if i make it automatically search for and download all the songs it finds, it still won’t download as many. Considering I have to rent a laptop, hack it so I can install iTunes, and delete all the bad-taste playlists.
Power to the people (’s ipods)!
Metaphoric Shapes
I couldn’t resist but take a picture of the urinal inside the men’s washroom. The shape that the holes form just looks so familiar.. it’s almost like deja vu.
It looked pretty interesting, whether intentially designed that way or not.
Once Upon a Time
It really seemed like ages since the last time he threw up. It always took so long. Bending over and waiting for at least 10 minutes just before his knees became all sore, he threw up as if it was all he could do. Actually it was.
Maybe the clean up wasn’t too bad. Just press on the lever and it automatically flushes for you. But the sight of seeing all his works being turned and twisted and finally sucked under an unimaginable hole killed his interest. Was it interesting though? The light-headedness from getting up also helps.
Ted’s apartment was filled with aggressive neighbours. One day you leave your glove outside and the next day it’s gone. There were rules behind it though. Ted just never figured them out. Or even tried to. It didn’t make sense.
His CD collections had been just about his favourite possession in his room. He played them over and over again, every day. It probably didn’t seem like much. But who knows nowadays. No one buys CD’s anymore. All the mp3’s you can download for free are there waiting for you. Yet he treasured those precious disks. No body would probably take them. Not that they seemed cheap, but even the aggressive ones empasized with him.
Yet someone took them. Ted’s obsession with them diluted his mind. He could barely count, move, or listen properly. He found out about his missing CD’s. That jackass took the best ones. In fact, all that he cared. He went through his building, checking each apartment closely when no one was home. He couldn’t find his darlings. The normally straight-forward hallways of the three-story building now seemed like a messy spiral highway full of speed bumps.
Frustration. Madness. Despair.
He could imagine his CD’s playing his old-fashioned 90’s CD player that took a stand in the center of his room. He could imagine putting them in, pushing down the disk covers, and click the play button. He could imagine the music, the original soundtracks that had never felt so alive. Yet it was only imagination. And after that, it only seemed to push him lower.
To be continued.
Summer School for Nothing
I came home from school early today, cause the others are doing a math mock provincial exam that counts for 100% of their term. This is their third one.
I finished math in summer and thought I’d get to laugh at these retards while they are doing math. I got a relatively good mark, it could have been higher if it wasn’t for the retarded teacher that was so retarded a retard would have been smarter than him. 96% in school and 99% on the provincial. See the difference here? I did better on the government exam, which means I am good and had a crappy teacher.
Now these guys are getting away with doing all the homework & hard stuff. All they have to do is one test, and ta-da-dicles. The average for the class is now about 95% after the first two mock exams (the better mark replaces the others). I wish I could kick everyone of them and make monkeys eat their hair. God damn it it’s so not fair. I spent $500 to slave myself for 2 months everyday in summer school. Why? So I can now get laughed at by these jackoffs.
School mark is 60%, the provincial exam (standardized by the government) is worth 40% and it’s on Wednesday. They are taking the test here. I’m going to screw my lungs out so they can’t write a single thing. Well, I don’t have class that day so I won’t even come. The teacher took past provincial exams and give them out. Since those are publicly available online, all the students went online and memorized all the answers from each provincial. However, for this new provincial on Wednesday, they will fail miserably. I curse them, with the largest stick that I can find.
Unbelievable isn’t it? I photoshopped it. Click to find out the real number. I’m going to stop after I get over a thousand. Or when I get bored, which ever one comes first.
Adobe Acquire Macromedia
I swear, if Adobe fucks up one button in Flash or Dreamweaver, I’m going to rip their balls off.
Flash - No Right Click
I found a way to disable Flash right clicks. I got it to work for Internet Explorer, Mozilla, and Opera. I don’t have a Mac, so anyone with Safari, please test it out.
However, this actually disables it, meaning you can no longer retrieve information from users, including all mouse/keyboard input.
I did manage to get Internet Explorer to acccept input. But then who cares about that. For Mozilla and Opera, the flash movie is just hidden, but visible.
It’s basically a div layered on top of the flash movie so that it takes the right clicks, and not the flash movie. I used Javscript to disable right clicks for Mozilla and Internet Explorer so that when you click on it, it doesn’t do anything. For IE users, right click the flash movie. See what happens =)
View the source!
I’ll try to get the input to work for Mozilla and Opera.. some how..
One Thing That’s Wrong With Optical Mice
I finally found it. I was screwing around with the mouse wheel of my Logitech MX 700 mouse. On the left of it, I found that there’s some dirt. I scrubbed it off. It’s gone.
I remember doing that for mechanical mouses. Turning the little piece on the bottom, taking out the ball (and feel its weight), and then sticking a finger inside to scrape the dirt off the 3 rollers. That kept me awake all day. I missed that now that I use something so technologically advanced. It just feels so great to clean something and make it work, especially when the dirt comes off in huge, hard pieces that you can pile up.
I wish I could do that with optical mice.
Xtreme Martial Arts
Sickest animations & production I’ve seen. GOD I WANNA LEARN KUNG FU. (click the picture above)
After watching all those matrix & jackie chan movies, I’ve determined to take a Kung Fu course sometime in the summer. I’ll get in shape now, and get ready for combat. It just seems so kool. Swinging and bouncing around. Everyone who does it says it’s so hard that no one makes it through the first month without thinking about suicide. I’d like to challenge that belief, or at least to some extent.
How many styles of martial arts are there? Not the Kung Fu, Karate stuff, but defensive, lazy, drunk, blah? Watch the second last video of the link - the guy talks about his style.