Dion Moult In honour of the late Dion Moult, 1992 - 2012In honour of the late Dion Moult, 1992 - 2012

Unreasonably Adamant

It’s been somewhat of a hectic few days, peaking around yesterday night, provoking some outbursts, prohibiting meaningful blog posts, and impeding any sort of school activity. I don’t really understand it, neither do I know clearly how to proceed, but perhaps I should disguise these thoughts from others, leaving them in half-obscurity, half-curiosity.

Ch-what?

Yes, what an utterly strange topic.

I was actually on my way to show some old unreleased portfolio items, however due to a recent hardware failure my computer is pretty much incapable of doing anything else other than act as a paperweight. Being impossible to fix (as I heard recently – due to the ancient hardware), it seems I will have to get a new computer, or at least switch over to the one I’m using now (a new one, belong to my mum, Acer Aspire 4530). Would actually prefer to get a new one, mainly because 1) I’m quite lost in how I’ve left Gentoo on this computer – as in I don’t know what packages there are, what I’ve set up and what I haven’t – I generally like to build a system up completely customised, and 2) In-built kernel drivers apparently hate my sound card on this (NVidia HD, Geforce). Haven’t been able to get sound working yet. My data’s pretty safe, I assume, just stranded for a while until I get around to a full restore – heck, I might even be able to salvage the entire HD and use it as an external one! (Yeah, all 30gb of it)

In other news, we should submit our proposal for the ISSDC competition (ARSSDC – actually – that’s Asian Regional Space Settlement Design Competition) by NASA within the next few days, and with some of the procrastinating imbeciles I have on the team (Oh wait! One of them even quit at the last moment!), that event will likely contribute to the fun-fun-fun I have to deal with.

School, um? Several tests just went by with absolutely no revision put in before sitting them. That’s not me at all, and I never want it to be me. Somebody told me “Look, this can’t be right with what you just did. You’re coasting your way through school. You know you can do a lot better, just something else is getting in the way. You bringing that something out today really helped, I suppose. You should talk with someone.”

Oh. I should talk with somebody? I? Seems as though every single adult is hinting “oho, the dramatic irony! It’s perfect!” Please, just shut up.

I know some good news is going to be coming my way soon, because I planned for it to. (Unless some freakish accident stops that, too)

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