So…

I just fin­ished my graph­ics pre­sen­ta­tion. I pre­sented to a group of nosy peo­ple in the class, instead of only my prof and TA’s. The peo­ple who watched were quite amazed, it seemed, at what I was able to accom­plish on my own. It made my proud that I was able to write the code from scratch in two days. I admit that I had one of the more inter­est­ing ideas out of the class, being dynamic as well as math­e­mat­i­cally stim­u­lat­ing, as opposed to some of the sta­tic ani­ma­tions or cheap games that other projects con­sisted of. I think I had one of the lesser ambi­tious ideas though, since mak­ing a game look nice would be much harder than a sim­ple sim­u­la­tion such as the game of life. The TA’s con­grat­u­lated me after­wards, and the prof, who’s infa­mous for being so soft-spoken that peo­ple mis­take him as com­ing out of a funeral, actu­ally clapped at the end. It made me fairly proud of my pre­sen­ta­tion, although the praise of Charity, the res­i­dent CS eye candy in a fac­ulty of the aes­thet­i­cally chal­lenged, made me even more con­tent. It’s as if phys­i­cal attrac­tive­ness gives some­ones opin­ion even more weight. What can I say, I’m a sucker for a pretty face.

A Griffin Powermate is glow­ing seduc­tively next to my key­board, a pur­chase I made over the week­end. I’m cur­rently using it as a vol­ume knob, and I have yet to set it as a zoom func­tion for Photoshop, Acrobat, Word, or Ghostscript viewer. It’s so sexy that I almost put it down my pants.

After hav­ing one of the best brands of Hong Kong milk tea for a few months, I’ve switched back to the leaves pro­vided to me by the med­i­cine shop in Chinatown. I can taste a very dis­tinct dif­fer­ence now; the lat­ter seems to have a more fruity, earthy taste to it, and a weaker body.

I believe that I have a place for the next year. Nick and I went to look at the apart­ment com­plex across from mine, and we were extremely impressed. It’s 200 square feet big­ger than the one I’m cur­rently in, yet $50 cheaper. I will even have my own bath­room. It lacks a bal­cony, but a bal­cony is some­thing I’m will­ing to sac­ri­fice for a larger liv­ing room. We have the arrange­ments made, and we will try to sign some­thing on Wednesday, to reserve an apart­ment on the pent­house for July. I’m a lit­tle wor­ried that there may be some prob­lems that only pop up after inhab­it­ing the same liv­ing space, but I’m sure that it will be noth­ing I can’t deal with. I can’t even imag­ine leav­ing this city now, because of all the great friends I have here.

I should be receiv­ing a $1500 tax return with the next two weeks. No plans have been made yet.