And done.

With the story that is.

It’s not exactly a masterpiece. It’s not anywhere close to that. But for an assignment, it’s fair enough, I think.

Advertisements

Writing a story is never an easy thing to do.

But it’s always nice to have something to start with.

Even if you have no idea how to end it, what will happen, how it concludes, I find that, as you go along the story and continue writing it, the ending will eventually unfold and you can watch the story in your mind’s eye while your hands types them with your keyboard or writes them down with your pen, whichever you prefer.

I have like five or six hours to create a short story.

The term “short story” kind of confuses me. See, it says “short” but I’ve come across some which can span as long as ten pages. And I’ve thought that short stories should never exceed one page in print on a short-sized paper.

I wonder if I can make it. Ah, well, it’s not as if I have much of a choice. I have to make it.

It really is not helping me that, besides the fact that the book is already about a subject that is not easy to read about, it doesn’t feel like the book is finished and that I’ve noticed quite a few typographical errors in what little I’ve read so far.

And, things like this: “…?” and this: “XXXXX” aren’t very helpful either.

What’s a reference book doing with question marks and x’s in the middle of a discussion?

Either I need a new desk with a better surface or I have to clean-scrub-and-repaint this one, or something like it. Right now, the latter is the better option for me.

*cue Usher*

Oh my… Gosh!

That song’s been playing in my head for a while now since I arrived today.

And it is so apt with the trouble that I am in right now. I don’t think I’ve ever been as late as this. I mean, really, this is hardly acceptable. Well, at least, for my personal standards.

I’m pretty high-strung today.

I guess, that’s what cramming does to people. I’m not the type to cram but I’ve unfulfilled requirements and one of them is due tomorrow so… That’s already cramming.

And it doesn’t help my case that I have to have half the APCO 10 codes memorized by the end of July. I’m giving myself up to the third week of this month and I am hoping that I could accomplish that personal deadline.

So, here’s the thing.

Judging from the fact that I am starting my studies for this unit today, I can only say that I am almost back to my original rhythm.

But, I really am not because, to be able to do this, I had to miss something. It was uncharacteristic for me to do that but the few minutes, or about half an hour, of power outage didn’t help my case and neither did the fact that the learning materials came out unusually late.

It only happened once before but back then it really didn’t open until a new unit had to open already.

Well, this time it opened about two hours late. I didn’t have that much time to spare. But I had to choose, didn’t I?

#NowPlaying The Script‘s The Man Who Can’t Be Moved

Cause if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
And you’ll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
So I’m not moving, I’m not moving

Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I’m not gonna move

Internet Assigned Numbers Authority (IANA) waved goodbye to its last unallocated blocks of IPv4 addresses on Jan. 31, 2011.

I can’t believe this. I didn’t think they were moving forward to IPv6 because there was a real shortage in IPv4 addresses. I really thought that there aren’t enough machine for all those.

From DNS: Risk, Reward and Managed Services by Jennifer Pigg

#NowPlaying Christina Perri‘s A Thousand Years from the soundtrack of The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn, Part 1

I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don’t be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more

#NowPlaying @owlcity’s If My Heart Was a House from Ocean Eyes

It makes me smile because you said it best
I would clearly feel blessed
If the sun rose up from the west

I just realized what time it is already.

And, yes, I miscalculated once again my time limit.

Why, oh, why do things like these keep happening to me?

I really sometimes just don’t notice things.

I hate how loud the keyboard sounds.

So that’s what gives.

I was wondering all this time why the display looked all wrong ever since I logged in to Xfce.

The disappearance of the transparency in the terminal emulator made me search around more of the boxes in the settings manager.

Apparently, the compositor has been disabled. And I don’t understand why.

The light feels different tonight.

The atmosphere is unlike usual

I turn off all the lights and there is still enough, more than enough for me to see.

Must be a full moon outside tonight…

Too sleepy. Must. Get. Some. Sleep. Already.

It’s still quite a bit early isn’t it?

But I need to crash already and so I will.

Oh, we do have a quiz tomorrow and I don’t have much of an idea about it.

Yeah, I might want to wish myself good luck tomorrow morning.