I realized there was something really wrong with my Laptop once I found out its heat could reach the other side of my table board.
Ooops.
I realized there was something really wrong with my Laptop once I found out its heat could reach the other side of my table board.
Ooops.
Music atm: Pluto – Só mais um começo
I wander around the interwebs and I see people complaining about the vacations’ end everywhere.
Am I the only one who really wants them to be over ASAP?
I long so much for this new semester! The lack of free time, Physics once again, the workloads, the stress, gripping my hair off, programming, learning new stuff… Tests every single week and new schedules. Amazing! I can barely wait.
Music atm: Coldplay – Viva La Vida
This morning I was lurking around my won Twitter, only to find out 90% of its content are conversations’ fragments – which are no longer interesting to anyone – 5% are automatic updates from Doce/Youtube/Formspring and the remaining 5% are about me, complaining about being sick.
Do I get sick that often?
Actually, now that I think about it, one of my college peers asked me by the third semester something like “But are you always sick or something?”. I had never really given it that much thought, but now that I’ve gone through my old post on the various sites I’m a part of, that’s the sad conclusion I make – I get sick a lot of times.
But let’s go back to Twitter! I know its objective is to be a tool to share easily bits of fast information, which most of the times aren’t important to anyone. Still, I do not enjoy seeing my online accounts filled with garbage, so I’ve been removing a whole lot of tweets – but I’m still over 800, because my patience was dead after 15 minutes of intense fail cleaning. And, of what was left, it was really information about me, and pretty much 80% of them were random linkage and the remaining 20% were me complaining about my diverse illnesses.
But widening the range now to the other sites I use, I believe I have a good database of my last 3, 4 years. When I read my old deviantart journals, they’re terribly symptomatic – I’m constantly complaining about College, even before getting into it! You just go and check those journals – I was already complaining before knowing which College I had been placed to! The themes are pretty much static too.
Even when it comes to this very blog, only recently I started to write something worth reading and worth thinking. I used to do nothing but complaining too. I’m happy I rediscovered my love for writing – and also, right now I couldn’t care less if people rid these shitty blog entries or not. It’s amazing to know I can write to someone other than the drawer – since that one can’t really read.
However, as I stated on a previous post, I’m also a little apprehensive, thinking stuff like “Am I sharing too much?” There is, in fact, too many information that doesn’t really concern anyone. Maybe it would be better for all of us if I just tweeted once every six months “I’m sick again”. I wouldn’t be lying. I sometimes think as well about becoming a hermit – like one of my friends did not long ago – but I’m not brave enough for that yet.
I’ve also thinking about disabling comments on the blog after a few days. I’d keep them on the manga tho, since that’s a little static, unlike the blog, which is about a specific moment in time, which stops making sense after a while. What do you think?
Music atm: Sonata Arctica – My Selene
Today, I saw this person who was a part of my life during my last high school year. I say she was a part, because I lost all contact with her since I got into College.
But I found her today.
I stood there, staring at her, hoping she’d look at me, foreseing the tipical conversation – so, what are you attending? Where? And how’s it going? Really? That’s so nice! – but she didn’t see me. Or maybe, judging by the way she was looking at another direction – yet so close to mine it was impossible not to see me – she was pretending not to know I was there. And let’s put aside the “but she may have not recognize you” thing, since unfortunately my face hasn’t changed a little bit since.
So, if she was pretending she didn’t notice me, I would do the same and carry on with my life. Strangely enough, she took the same path as I did, and once again, it was impossible not to see me – specially because she’s not a air-headed person.
But I can’t blame her. I would have done the same – I admit, I do it all the time, I cross people I know and I look the other way, or even look down and pretend nothing’s happening. Why? I don’t really know, specially since I’m sure I’d be a lot more pleased if I just chatted a little.
But then again, maybe I didn’t lose so much. We weren’t exactly friends; we were just on the same class at the time. And I’d probably just guess her answers even before she said them – because, sadly enough, she’s a predictable character; but now I’ll never know for sure.
I also bought cheese, which made me very happy.
Music atm: George Thorogood & The Destroyers – Bad To The Bone
This laptop has been a parto f my life for two years – since May 2008. I got it by the end of my highschool
, which meant I really didn’t need it at the time for the vacations had just started and it brought along those infamous 1GB internets! And these limited internets would be my only domestic connection until this February.
My life changed when I got my laptop! I had internets and I could use them whenever I felt like it. And I remember having twice the traffic for the first month and spending it in one day! From there on, even tho having home internets was some sort of luxury, it was a problematic one, problem that would only be solved when I got my infinite internets… But having a computer for my own was an unprecedented step!
Having a machine for my own is amazing! Maybe that’s why I’m so reluctant about letting other touch or use my laptop and it gives me Great grievance to see others trying to understand it…
After all these years, it is covered in dust and grease, one of the keys is definatively trying to escape and attached only by duct-tape (which I have to change regulary) and covered as well in stickers!, which include:
CHARMING.
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