I think we just got meanwhile'd

I ACCIDENTALLY RIPPED ONE OF MY TOENAILS OFF

FAILED 235

WHICH BRINGS MY 'CLASSES I FAILED' COUNT UP TO 2

OUT OF 5

THURSDAY IS MY 173 FINAL BUT I'M PRETTY SURE I'LL FAIL IT TOO SO LET'S JUST COUNT IT AMONG OUR FALIURES ALREADY, BRINING THAT UP TO 3/5

ALSO ON THURSDAY: THE TEACHER WANTING TO MEET WITH MY GROUP RE: YEAR ONE PROJECT SO THAT HE CAN DISCUSS WHO DID WHAT. I DID LIKE. 10% OF THE WORK. LIKE A GODDAMN SLACKER. SO LET'S ASSUME I FAILED THAT TOO.

TOTAL CLASSES FAILED: 4/5

1. False alarm, I somehow managed to slice open my gums with my fingernail while asleep. Nobody is dead! I can't have anything with vinegar in it for a while!

2. If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist, and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the Internet, then post this same sentence in your journal. :]

WHY DID I WAKE UP THIS MORNING WITH BLOOD ALL OVER MY TEETH AND UNDER MY FINGERNAILS

WHAT HAVE I DONE

COMP 139 Midterm 1 mark: 22. Out of 50.

COMP 139 Midterm 2 mark: 28. Out of 80.

COMP 139 labs submitted: 2. Out of 8.

At this point I don't even think I'm going to bother with the final. Even if I aced it (which I wouldn't), I wouldn't pass this class. Sigh.

WOW NEVER TEMPT FATE BY SAYING 'WELL AT LEAST I STILL HAVE MY HEALTH' WHEN EVERYTHING GOES WRONG

I just spent like six hours last night hallucinating

noooot restful

still cannot hear out of left ear

throat hurts ;;

so much snooot aaah

IT IS NOW 30 DEGREES CELSIUS

WAAAUGHUHGDFKJGNDFKUGMGBLARGHLEBLHARGH

THINGS THAT HAPPENED RECENTLY

* I am a giggly drunk
* Les Miserables was an amazing musical
* We have nothing to eat in the house and this is NOT AN EXAGGERATION, our kitchen is IN BOXES OUTSIDE, there is NOTHING
* I REAPPED SQUALL AT CFUD AND HAVE NO REGRETS (???)
* I have no food, and I must eat :(

I wish people would not see me on a laptop and immediately think 'hey, she's on a laptop. I'd better go lean over her shoulder and ask what she's doing!'.

PROTIP, NOSY PEOPLE: IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU.

Phew |D FRIDAY/SATURDAY was basically ENTIRELY TAKEN UP by doing awesome things that were awesome. And testing the limits of what MANKIND, and INKSOME, can TAKE.

(I had fun doing stuff over @ Sabra La Tau)

JUST SAYIN' NO TO DREAMWIDTH

I LIKE INKSOME MORE

One of the guys in my program just had a baby! Well, his wife did.

He's really happy about it. I'm kind of going :3

NO LONGER JAILBAIT

You've probably heard at least one of these poems before. I POST THEM BOTH, FOR YOUR PLEASURE

The Passionate Shepherd to His Love Christopher Marlowe		The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd Sir Walter Raleigh
Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods or steepy mountain yields. And we will sit upon the rocks, Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle; A gown made of the finest wool Which from our pretty lambs we pull; Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of th purest gold; A belt of straw and ivy buds, With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love. The shepherds' swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love.		If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields; A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten In folly ripe, in season rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love. But could youth last and love still breed, Had joys no date nor age no need, Then these delights my mind might move To live with thee and be thy love.

Poets: Sometimes they're bitchy.

"Oh you can't wear those shoes with that skirt, here, wear these."

1) The shoes I am now wearing are too small, so
2) The back of my right ankle is beginning to bleed.

A++.

IT IS A FAR GREATER THING I DO TODAY

THAN I HAVE EVER DONE BEFORE

aka journal revamp, I am the awesomest

I just realized that I hate yaoi

unless

it's some sort of bizarre historical nerd ship. I DON'T ... I DON'T KNOW, I USED TO BE A FANGIRL

BUT NOW I ... I AM ... I HAVE TRANSCENDED

I blame tinaeu

An Ode To Aranea Framework

Once upon a time, in days of yore
There was a creation of open source galore
This creation? Why, t'was an MVC
Model View Controller, for you and for me

The name of this wonderful thing? Aranea!
Aranea comes from a faraway land-
Estonia, (where there isn't much sand,
Because as a Baltic state, it's near Russia)

Component Orientation, so handy it is,
Everything is a component, reusable by a whiz
Of computers, who also would assemble a framework
of components with specific responsibilities, each one a quirk

But that was not all! Oh no, no it weren't
Arena was also, by components, event-driven
They reacted to events generated by what users had given
The event handler calls what's needed, how current!

Aranea used also components called POJOs,
Pure Java objects with some killer mojo
They supported polymorphism, inheritance and encapsulation
Which does quite a bit to reduce our frustration.

Manage a state? Explicitly, even?
Why, Aranea does it, that you should believe in
Component fields are persisent, framework automatic
The component lifecycle is determined without limits, quite pragmatic.

But the framework's duties don't end there,
it's as independent of view technology as the air
And if it's a library of JSP tags you're after
Or building GUIs without writing HTML
The air will be filled with the programmer's laughter
But sadly, nothing rhymes with HTML.

A platform, you say, with Integration its goal?
Indeed! You can make a web programming model without losing your soul
The reusable components and patterns are your friend
Aranea will see it through to the end.

The navigation is another point of sell
It supports flows and flow nesting, I hear tell
The previous process state is saved
Then restored at the end, which is what we all craved

So this was my post this week, this little rhyme
And it just says that I may have too much free time.

In related news I killed the hell out of my sleep schedule.

Comment to this post and I will give you 5 subjects/things I associate you with. Then post this in your LJ and elaborate on the subjects given.

llamrei's username is hard to spell and she also gave me these:

1. Canada!
2. Butchart Gardens
3. being a ninja
4. polar bears
5. Canada/Netherlands

( SO I SHALL SPEAK ON THESE SUBJECTS. Pictures&embedded youtube video under the cut o/ )