Reverting to Type
I really wish I could get paid for how many hours I have spent in the Furman Computer Lab this semester. For the past week especially, I've practically lived in there, crunching numbers, entering formulae into Excel spread sheets, somehow screwing them up, and doing them all over again. It's easy to get behind in Computer Science and so I decided to plant myself in the lab until I was at least back to a decent spot. I sat down at 7:30 AM and didn't get up again until 2:15 PM (excluding restroom breaks). In my opinion, these exercises don't teach you to use the computer. They teach you to fear the computer. One misplaced integer, and it's curtains for your formula.
But I digress. Today managed to perk up once I successfully extracated myself from the confines of the lab and emerged into the unusually warm February sunshine. Old Man Winter must be slipping. He's apparantly gotten the idea that one major ice storm in December was enough to satisfy our Southern quota of frozen precipitation. It's not. Winter just isn't winter without at least one decent snowstorm. I'm not talking blizzards or whiteouts or any of the typical fare our NC mountain friends are fortunate to get. A good two to four inches of snow. Enough to sufficiently coat the grass in white, slush up the roads, and make for some good ol' fashioned snowball fights. I've never been through a snowstorm in my three years at Furman, and I'd like to before I graduate. Just once. Still, I was grateful to be in the warm sun. Always need to thank God for the little things that He blesses us with.
Some quick hits:
- Super Bowl XL. None of my teams even came close this year (well, unless you count Carolina, but I'm not as endeared to them. No offense, Panthers). So I'm not too enthused. Having project work doesn't help.
- Welcome to Clemson, C.J. Spiller. Sapp, Cumbie, McDaniel, and Jackson are just a few of the other highlights of our new recruiting class. I am officially pumped for Tiger football '06 :) Our backfield is going to be scary. Let the Hill Watch begin!
- Starting next year, all seniors and North Village residents will be assigned a meal plan. Lots of people seem to have a bone to pick with this. I'm not too bothered with it. If it's a community-building initiative, then I applaud it. If it's purely a money issue, then whatever. You know that they'd find something else to justify it anyway.
- Nothing beats coming home to your old high school on a Friday night. Especially if it's Homecoming. Catching up with friends, looking on at the new blood, and reminiscing all serve to make it a memorable experience.
- Two English courses next semester. Both involve strenuous writing. I may as well saw off my right hand already and be done with it (only joking; I love to write. Even when it hurts).
- I need to sleep. But will I sleep? That's the question of the night. I'll leave you hanging with that one. Mwahahahaha.
Song of the Day: MercyMe - "In the Blink of an Eye"
Verse of the Day: “But I will sing of your strength, in the morning I will sing of your love; for you are my fortress, my refuge in times of trouble." - Psalm 59:16
But I digress. Today managed to perk up once I successfully extracated myself from the confines of the lab and emerged into the unusually warm February sunshine. Old Man Winter must be slipping. He's apparantly gotten the idea that one major ice storm in December was enough to satisfy our Southern quota of frozen precipitation. It's not. Winter just isn't winter without at least one decent snowstorm. I'm not talking blizzards or whiteouts or any of the typical fare our NC mountain friends are fortunate to get. A good two to four inches of snow. Enough to sufficiently coat the grass in white, slush up the roads, and make for some good ol' fashioned snowball fights. I've never been through a snowstorm in my three years at Furman, and I'd like to before I graduate. Just once. Still, I was grateful to be in the warm sun. Always need to thank God for the little things that He blesses us with.
Some quick hits:
- Super Bowl XL. None of my teams even came close this year (well, unless you count Carolina, but I'm not as endeared to them. No offense, Panthers). So I'm not too enthused. Having project work doesn't help.
- Welcome to Clemson, C.J. Spiller. Sapp, Cumbie, McDaniel, and Jackson are just a few of the other highlights of our new recruiting class. I am officially pumped for Tiger football '06 :) Our backfield is going to be scary. Let the Hill Watch begin!
- Starting next year, all seniors and North Village residents will be assigned a meal plan. Lots of people seem to have a bone to pick with this. I'm not too bothered with it. If it's a community-building initiative, then I applaud it. If it's purely a money issue, then whatever. You know that they'd find something else to justify it anyway.
- Nothing beats coming home to your old high school on a Friday night. Especially if it's Homecoming. Catching up with friends, looking on at the new blood, and reminiscing all serve to make it a memorable experience.
- Two English courses next semester. Both involve strenuous writing. I may as well saw off my right hand already and be done with it (only joking; I love to write. Even when it hurts).
- I need to sleep. But will I sleep? That's the question of the night. I'll leave you hanging with that one. Mwahahahaha.
Song of the Day: MercyMe - "In the Blink of an Eye"
Verse of the Day: “But I will sing of your strength, in the morning I will sing of your love; for you are my fortress, my refuge in times of trouble." - Psalm 59:16
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