After my data structures class the fall of my sophomore year, I thought I would never have to pull another all-nighter again in Soda Hall…doing a computer science project/homework.

And how I was very wrong. Yesterday I entered the lab at 7:30 pm and did not leave almost 10 hours later at 5 am. It wasn\’t that I procrastinated (although I can always appease myself believing that my lack of focus contributed to my loss of my sleep). These times in the computer lab are where you prove to yourself that you were never meant to be a computer science major (which I learned 2 years ago).

But it was nice walking back at 5. Knowing that some people were probably already waking up in the Central and Eastern time zones. Seeing nobody on campus, but feel that chill wind through the buildings with a few lighted rooms (surely it must be a graduate student who did not want to leave to sleep). Then watching the traffic lights blink yellow and flash red as I cross the street, careful knowing that Berkeley police are always finding reasons to give jaywalking tickets.

Something to miss about Berkeley, maybe.

It has been one year since my first photolog (on November 14, 2002), which was formerly started at the community positively.cpnet then has spread to the protag community.

And so thus, I present my latest photolog!

One of the first scenes in Double Happiness was of a Chinese family at the dinner table. The children were speaking to each other in English, using some popular culture words. The parents kept shouting at each other in Chinese, Are they speaking bad words?! Stop that! What horrible children we have!!!

I was at my grandmother\’s apartment today helping her with some technical stuff. She wanted me to teach her how to program the VCR to make a timed recording. So I did. I explained it all in broken Chinese. Apparently she didn\’t understand what I was saying. She didn\’t know the difference between up/down buttons (which you use to increment) and the left/right buttons (which you use to go from one field to the next). So I also had to help her with her computer. Because she doesn\’t know how to read English that well, she had a on-screen reader. It would read aloud in a mechanical male voice anything that the mouse was hovering over. And, I just had to read Rekuytn\’s e-mail (who had another one of his crazy ideas and would rather e-mail me than call me) there and as I clicked on the subject a loud male voice shouted, Masturbathon!

Fortunately, my parents and my grandmother were quite oblivious.

Ugh. I remember how I got easily sick from food my freshman year of college. Deciding to be random, I decided that I would buy lunch for myself today. I ate a chicken pita sandwich at the restaurant two blocks from my apartment. And now about 3 hours later, I feel oddly sick. Stomachache. Is it from the food? Is it from undue stress? Or is it because I am wearing…TIGHT PANTS?

At the age of 21, I can proudly declare…that I have broken 11 hearts, the majority of which were online (clarification: maybe not break their hearts, but at least upset them horribly – tee hee!). Not like this though. I have no great invention. I have no infamy.

It was sometime in June 1999 that some guy from *gasp* Iowa State wrote a poem titled \”Love and Confusion\”. Lately, I have been thinking about the disasters I caused when I was much younger. The kind of drama I used to create on ICQ and e-mail. Especially how quick I was able to enrapture guys\’ hearts because of the way my writing used to be so lyrical. Sigh, nostalgia.

Thinking about the love of others,
instills one the feeling of confusion.
People say they give their love but,
is it just delusion?

One can replace the other but,
always creates a mess.
Do I want to confuse you?
The answer would be: yes.

In other news, I am kind of shocked that the majority of visitors come here not by referral.

Apparently, I have such affinity for my lovely AIM that I use it almost everywhere I go–in the EECS labs, the OCF, at work, in my apt both on my desktop and laptop, on other people\’s computers…

And the problem is, my entire buddy list keeps getting reordered. Normally I like having the people I took to the most at the very top (I only have two buddy groups – people i talk and people i don\’t talk to)…but apparently GAIM reorders everything for me. Trillian never keeps my order and doesn\’t send data to the main AIM servers. Now my list is constantly messed up. Someone that I don\’t like talking to is at the top of my list. Cheez is towards the bottom. My sister is somewhere lost in the middle. Someone I haven\’t talked to for 2 years is taking up prime space. So if I don\’t notice you, most likely you accidentally ended at the bottom of my buddy list with 30+ people on top of you.

How did I do it in high school? When I was on the cross country team? Ran more than 2 miles a day? How did I do it?

All I can distinctly remember was that I was doing x-country just to make my college application look good.

I came out of the radio show, feeling too innocent and too naive. Perhaps, it\’s better that I don\’t know people who have messed up their lives. I don\’t know anybody who has drowned themselves in misery. Nobody…except me?

So here we go with another Screw Those Idiots webcast. This time with a guest from geekslut.org.

After class, I came back to my apartment. And to my horror, I realized that my blog was broken! At first, I thought it was the server\’s fault because I noticed that my sister\’s blog had the same error.

The error: Fatal error: Cannot redeclare xmlrpc_decode() in /…/b2-include/xmlrpc.inc on line 1058

Yes, to say the least, I hadn\’t really updated even after this security fix. As a result I just updated b2 both here and at my sister\’s, unfortunately losing all my mods. Sigh. :(

Tomorrow I get the day off! Veteran\’s Day! How many universities out there actually observe this holiday ANYWAY?! :D Because of the holiday, my friends and I are waking up before 9 am to go all the way to San Francisco. To spend time at North Beach, Union Square, Fisherman\’s Wharf, Ghirardelli Chocolate Square, Cheesecake Factory! Much walking ahead!

Lele and I have decided to take on nanowrimo. *cough* How did we decide to post our word counts?!

Both of us are very self-absorbed but according to the NaNoWriMo FAQ, they are looking for fictional works. So we\’re trying to write our own autobiographies.

LELE: http://www.nanowrimo.org/index.php?s=3 I wanna do this! but biography style!
me: omg
LELE: I THINK I WILL
me: just my thoughts too
LELE: haha
LELE: cause I don\’t think i can churn out 50000 of stuff that\’s not about me :P
LELE: LIMITED IMAGINATION!
me: i heard about this a month ago
me: and i thought OH AUTOBIOGRAPHY
…
LELE: YAY
LELE: K OUR GOAL: 50,000 words!
me: hahahaha
LELE: I think that\’s pretty feasible!
LELE: FOR US
me: in a month?
LELE: yes :P
me: it\’s already the 9th!
LELE: it\’s like, many blog entries in a day!
LELE: I KNOW :-(
me: GAH
me: STARTING NOWWWWW
me: okay.
me: start.
LELE: arghhhh I have to finish reading for a class first!
me: I SEE HOW IT IS
LELE: I\’ll start in an hour :P
LELE: at the stroke of midnight!
me: i start now!
LELE: WE SHOULD POST WORDCOUNTS EVERYDAY!!!!!!!