madness

[levity]

... As if everything I write isn't madness...

Whee! Ang saya ng hapon ko! Well, technically, ang saya ng araw ko! Now that was mad... Well, masaya except for Com. Sci.... Which was in the afternoon... Okay... Hindi naman masaya kasi yung Com. Sci., kaso lang mas lalo siyang hindi masaya ngayon. It was said to be an oral defense. Thing is, Sir didn't actually ask us to defend the codes. He just asked some select people to try their codes out in front of the class. Maybe to show that they don't work (the codes, not my classmates. Well, puwede rin my classmates. But not all of them. Just me). At na-bore ako.

August said that was because someone was caught selling codes (he wouldn't say who *August!!!! gets mo?* *sorry sa mga hindi nakakagets*). And then my madness kicked in. I don't know if I have no conscience or if I'm just lazy.

 

Because there is nothing wrong with selling codes, or copying codes, and just because you have the same code as someone else doesn’t necessarily mean you copied it. Look at it: there is really just one base set of logic for solving a problem. Some may have faster ways of going through that logic, some may have, not faster, but different, ways of operating, but there is only a finite number of permutations a set of logic can have. Yes, solutions differ, variables, differ, and all that. It’s unlikely that two codes can be exactly the same without having one copied from the other. But it’s not impossible. Rather, it’s very probable, seeing as many go for a solution that seems obvious. That is obvious. And what is obvious is obvious to all except for the rather slow, who aren’t in Pisay (exception of me).

 

And if you actually copied a code, so what? It doesn’t matter, as long as you understand the logic behind it. Some may say it’s not fair for those who actually worked on their codes, but look. If you tried to work on a code and failed and you asked someone else and you understood their solution and you copied it, wouldn’t that be okay? In theory (sinama pa talaga yung “in theory,” e!), school is set up for students to be able to learn, not for students to kill themselves over a project. That’s not saying that you shouldn’t work on your projects. As much as possible we ought to work on them on our own. That’s just saying that the important thing is to learn. If you need help you need help, you can’t learn without it, and not asking for help would just be pride.

 

And if you charge for a code you made, so what even more? You deserve it, you worked on it, didn’t you? You spent your time on it. And time is gold.

 

Anyway.... Anlayo na ng narating ng post na ito...

 

Go Champaca!

Go Black Bears!

Go bleeding moving dead catfish!

Go jackstones (=> mga Champaca lang at si Guia makakakuha niyan)!

Go Gabby!

Go Niko!

Go my non-beloved Marionette!

Go non-beloved classmate who named my phone Marionette!

...Joke lang, mahal na mahal kita... Marionette (whee! Ang kapal mo! =P)!

Go Maricor!

Go creek!

Go swordfighting sa field!

Go parallel lines and perpendicular lines!

 

Parallel lines never meet, no matter what you do. They are practically the only things for which there is no solution. I used to dream of proving parallel lines can meet. But they won’t, they can’t, they never will. That’s the definition of parallel.

 

And perpendicular lines intersect at right angles. Lines may intersect each other at exactly 90-degree angles, and this only happens if their slopes are negative reciprocals of each other.

 

And the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. But in every line there is an infinite number of points. Between any two points, no matter how close they are, there is an infinite number of other points.

 

And the shortest distance between a line and a point not on it is a perpendicular line.

 

I told you this post was madness.

"... pinch me, is this real?
i'm on a one-way ticket out of loserville
now i'm off the social flat line
things are so good that i'm
taking down my star trek shine
and you're more than just my valentine
you're my ticket out of loserville... "
-Son of Dork, Ticket Outta Loserville