Today, I almost stabbed myself with a knife because I don\’t know how to use a can opener. This was my example of a bad product for my Interface and Interaction Design class. I manged to get one side all partially cut with the can opener. And so I was trying to use a knife to finish it off. And I almost stabbed my left hand. I keep touching the palm of my left hand, telling it that it has survived a near-death experience. I would like to also hire someone to open my cans as well as clean my floor.

Like how my sister fed me a truffle through the phone, she\’s going to feed me some cheesecake through the phone today! :D Mmmmmm! I had bakalava yesterday so my sweet tooth hasn\’t lost its kick. It\’s a good thing I am so frugal (and stingy) otherwise I would engulf the candy aisle. I remember the days of the old–when my sister and I would have 300+ pieces of candy during Halloween. And we would split it among ourselves and perhaps even going through some trading agrees for that Starburst or for that box of nerds. We always rejected chocolate tootsie rolls.

I still don\’t like chocolate that much. No chocolate cake. No brownies. No chocolate ice cream.

I got my project assignment. I am working on a multi-modal document access project sponsored by the…Navy. It was my second choice, but I am glad that I got it. When I first read the project descriptions, I was wary about working for the Navy. Considering that I am a citizen of the middle class, I haven\’t been supportative of much military action. As I learned from this oh-so-manipulative book called How to win friends and influence people, it\’s easier to win arguments through a Socratic method and other peaceful means. But I learned from 24, sometimes you have to play tough. Sometimes you got to show who is boss. Who knew that I could learn so much from a tv show?

And hopefully, anything created for the Navy doesn\’t mean it will be for military use. Hopefully, the project will influence something for the masses. Only then will I be happy.

I mean, after I finish my autobiography…

But old habits die hard. This past year has taught me that without EXTREME motivation, I can\’t get rid of my habit of procrastination.