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First day of school for This year

How was my first day? Aside from the stuffy nose, aching head, and bad coughing, I'd say it's a day which allows me to say how much dealing with people is really hard. And it's really just a lot of realizations today, not because I realized a lot of things, but because a lot of things got realized.

The day starts with my mother waking me up, and as I open my eyes I feel the headache brought about by either lack of sleep or the cold. Aside from that, it's really fun to wake up early for a change. But that didn't improve my constitution and I sleep a couple more hours just to get the headache away. Next stop, school.

Did I forget work? Well, I couldn't suit up for work in this condition. But I HAD to get to school because I had to do a lot of things there, even in this condition. Ironic? Tell me about it. But alas, I took a quick cold shower, and got myself to school -- out of obligation to myself.

What's more ironic? School felt great. Even if I didn't feel so good myself, I certainly wanted to go to school. And stay in school was definitely a nice idea.

I had a mocha and sandwich with my best friend at the local coffee shop to start the year right with her (and it seemed to start right between us). And after that nice experience, the project leader asks me to implement a mathematically unstable computation and do so "just so that we find out if it really is". Otherwise, my day would've been great.

It's now 1:24 in the morning of this day, and the last thing I am is sleepy. But then I'm getting a lot of activity in my thesis, and that's enough to be happy about. I could definitely work on it tomorrow, and maybe drop cmsc 172 before things start going wrong fast. Why drop robot modeling? Well, I'd really rather do parallel computing but unfortunately IT'S NOT OFFERED ANYMORE!!! Well, I guess you can't get all you want in life. You just have to take what you can. I'm definitely thinking of ways to get to the states and study where I know I could learn more of the things I want to learn more about. But as for now, I'd rather get my BS here in the Philippines (by hard work) and get another (or an MS) somewhere else. I definitely feel that I cannot realize my full potential in this environment.

Enough complaining, and I should start working. Literally. But surely after a little sleep.

Dozing off, in ice.

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