Oh Gwarsh!

This week was all sorts of crazy, and stressful, and aggravating, but mostly, it was a good week.

I feel I learned a lot more in this week of college than I did in any other single week of college so far.

I'm currently sitting in the laundry room, jamming out to this video:

Which my friend Ann shared with me this morning. This song, is so epic, and beautiful, and ahh! =D

My weekend has mostly been spent sleeping, or playing games with friends, but I think it's alright since I had a looooong week. It was mostly long due to my focusing on programming homework instead of Calculus, and then having to all night before Friday to finish the Calculus.

Why did my programming take so long, you might ask. Well, to tell you the truth I was all sorts of confusing myself. My original algorithm I came up with didn't do enough, so I tried flipping it around to make it do the rest, which didn't help.

From there, I spiraled rapidly, forgetting simple things, adding much more complex things. It was bad. I was doubting I could do it, until on the last day I had an epiphany, after dreaming about programming and everything. I threw my code together, and it still wasn't working. So, I almost gave in, and went my own way.

Well, I couldn't ignore it, so I kept trying to fix it. Eventually I got 22 lines of code to pass everything, but 1 test, which angered me, because I could pass it with my original 200 lines of code. So, I was so upset with everything, that I just threw the 200 original lines of code in, and passes all the tests.

I then finished the last method in a short 4 minutes or so, which really made me happy.

Enough of programming, however, because I'm sure you don't care to listen to me rant about how I couldn't pull something off.

Anyway, I still can't find the Doctor Who quote that is necessary for my entire Doctor Who post, but I do promise one, and it will be the greatest post I have made to this date. Except you should probably expect just a good post, so that if it really is the greatest you will not feel let down, but like you were given everything you wanted and then some. Haha. It's a better feeling. =D

Right now, however, the thing I can talk best about it something that my friend was telling me while I was talking to him in the middle of my week.

We were talking about my friends here, and I was telling him it was hard, for some reason, to open up, and be as comfortable with my friends from UT as I am from the friends from home.

He was telling me how he thinks that as we get older, we lose our child-like willingness to open up to people. He also told me that it might be a sort of way of filtering through people, to find the people that I would want to hang out with.

He's got a point, on several of these, and I will explain why. I was hanging out at this group event thing, and I was getting to know some of the people a bit more than I did. I found out that I could stand the people some of the time, about 50 percent of the time, but the other 50 percent of the time I wouldn't want to be anywhere near them.

I guess that's good, that I can figure things out like that before I get in really close, and then have to work to keep myself out of those other times.

It's helpful I think, but I wish I could just open up regardless. Oh well. Tis life, and mine is going too good to complain.

I'm off to do logic. Love ya guys, and have a great week! =D