I did it again

My hair.

Me.

Fail Week

Not sure what happened this week.  There were numerous failures of logic that occurred.  

Monday and Tuesday were pretty normal.  Then this happened:

It's great that Schatz has a specialty theme night every Wednesday, but a breakfast themed night seemed unnecessary and unimaginative.  Granted, I could have gone to another dining place and it was quite interesting eating second breakfast at 6:00 PM, but it was still quite strange.  (Fail on my part)

I recently discovered Omegle, an online stranger chatroom.  What happens is that you're automatically paired up with a stranger to start up a chat.  Sometimes the chats become quite interesting.  Other times, well...

Too many people are desperate.

Hugh Grant fails.

This Saturday, I went with Jeri to the Waterfront mall to get some shopping done.  The problem is, we took an 'almost wrong' bus and ended up going twice the distance we were supposed to.  We had to stand in the chilly wind in the middle of nowhere waiting for the bus to take us back.

  

Next week is midterms.  T_T

Oh My the Trees Changed Colors

What is it now, going into week seven?  That means that midterms are only a week away!  Midterms (or midyears) have always been an unsatisfactory experience,  leaving a bad taste in the mouth long after the final Euro FRQ.  That's why you have to eat goodies!  Lookie, the strawberries are happy for you to eat them.

In Hawaii, there exists only one season: summer.  Because I've gone to China during a few winter vacations, the only season I have not genuinely experienced is autumn.  As of now, Pittsburgh has proven that autumn means sinusoidal weather patterns given the cycles of hot and cold.  The leaves on the trees change color!  Pwetty...

When You Push the Up Button, the Elevator Doesn't Come: Now You Know Why

I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.  Glad to know that I still look like a local boy.

Being a good comp sci student, I pay attention in recitation.  And lo and behold, my TA demonstrates the one and only animal that can speak its thoughts on the terminal.

Harry's being a douche.  Here's a video of him holding the elevators up at the fifth floor.

Nothing overly interesting these days.  Just the same old struggle through schoolwork and time management. Well, I have met several new people, and they'll probably make their debut on this blog in a few weeks.

Death at CMU

Please read.

I do not know Geoffrey and am not sure if I have seen him.  Apparently he was in my 3D Calculus class.  But since his is a physics major, one day I might have ended up working with him.  But now that's never going to happen.  Life isn't fair that way.