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my powerbook has become my favorite new toy now. i want to name her something, but everyone names their laptop something, so that makes it not special. i want her to be special, different from all other laptop, and different from other powerbooks.

i just found out that holding the click button on the trackpad is the same thing as a right-click, or a ctrl-click. interesting. also another thing to notice is that when shutting down OSX, make sure the OSX shuts down before closing the book. if you close the book before OSX shuts down, it will go into sleep mode, and it will resume the shutting down process once you open it again. maybe that's why sam's friend claimed that OSX boots before he even finished opening it. but hey, he's happy that way, so let's leave him be.

i'm currently enjoying the freedom of being able to lay down on my bed while blogging. of course i have to drag the CAT5 all the way across the room because we don't have wireless, but my full-size bed is definitely more comfortable than my already-comfortable chair.

finishing homework early is always a nice thing. i was trying to get quantum done last night, but didn't make it, so i decided to go to andrew's office hours and finished it there. the stuff makes a lot more sense now, but that can't be a good thing, because quantum mechanics isn't supposed to make sense. the old saying goes: "if you said you understand quantum mechanics, that means you don't understand a damn thing about it."

went to see the killers today. let me be blunt once more, i had no idea who the killers were. and i've never heard about them until last thursday when kristin asked me to accompany her to the concert. some of their songs, i have heard, but to me all of the punk-rock songs these days sound the same. but i decided to go anyway, giving a shot at my first rock concert. i noticed a few things while i was there, so i thought i'd share:

one: i think i'm getting more and more distant from everyone lately. of course i don't mind anyone's company, but i noticed it's a really nice feeling to be just alone. just me and myself. i realized how i have grown to hate big crowds now. i've never been a big fan of such, but now i really dislike being in a big crowd. the reason i dropped my gospel choir class was because the class was huge, not because there weren't any cute girls in there. this isn't claustrophobic, nor homophobic, so there's got to be some kind of phobia for this. anyone knows what phobia it is, for fear of big crowd?

two: don't know if you ever heard of this, but there's a saying that music is a dangerous thing because it affects your mood significantly. so girls, if you have terrible moodswings, or at least have had people telling you so, you might want to stay away from music. today i witnessed this experience first hand. not saying that it happened to me, but to everyone in the arena. people jumped up and down, waving their hands in the air. everyone was so into the music, everyone but me. so i put on my iPOD and played some garnet crow. then i went off to my private little world. yes, music also affects my mood, but not punk-rock.

speaking of which, i think the fact that i've been listening to garnet crow songs all the time has something to do with my recent withdrawal from the social world. but that's okay, i'm happy. really. no, REALLY.

three: i was standing at the back of the arena when the killers started their third song of the night, and i noticed a deformed young man sitting on a wheelchair, bobbing his head up and down and singing to the song. i saw at least six hoses coming from the bottom of the wheelchair, i do not know where they get connected, but they've got to be connected somewhere. it's a rather nice feeling to see that even when life treats you bad, some simple pleasures such as music can make you go on, regardless. life is bitter and shitty, but there is some good in it. you just have to know where to look. i noticed the guy on the wheelchair was there with his five other friends, one guy and four girls. the guy was jumping up and down like and idiot, while the girls were just nodding their heads into the melody. then i thought to myself, what is the guy on the wheelchair thinking? is he not jealous? what is his friends thinking? why are they making him jealous? but then i looked at the face of the guy on the wheelchair, and i noticed he couldn't care less about things like that. all he cared about is the song. he kept singing to the lyrics, despite the fact that he couldn't jump or run around like some idiots would. he did not have a smile on his face, but he did not have a frown either. he looked content.

that somewhat pleased me. even though i wasn't quite enjoying the punk-rock, i feel that the arena was filled with an aura of happiness and joy. that makes me happy.

i left after they started their fifth song, got some coffee, then took off to the lab. this is going to sound sick, but i find a piece of mind being in the lab. i was hoping no one would be there so i can be alone, fulfilling my hermitian destiny (oh the pun), but chris and sam were there doing quantum. i didn't mind that. after all, after two hours being in the middle of a big crowd, having two people as a company is considered alone. we shared some jokes, talked some physics, helped each other finished up homework, and for some reason i feel that i enjoy doing this a lot better than "going out" things. so don't tell me that i need to go out some more and get a life.

this is my life. i love it the way it is.

speaking of going out, gas price is the reason why i haven't been going out too much. when will people start boycotting?

ai-chan called today. she said her packaging project presentation went well. her professor was extremely delighted with her work, apparently, so i'm happy for that as well. now you need to catch up on your sleep, dear. 2 hours is not healthy.

quantum again at 9 tomorrow. pray that i wake up.

i <3 quantum.