Grades are in and I’ve PASSED! I now have a fucking MASTER’S DEGREE. How insane. Actually only one class’s grade has been reported, but failure is a statistical impossibility in my other class, so it’s party time. The missus and I are hitting VEGAS next week and are prepared to hit the town.
Good times ahead!!! (knock on wood)
Aside from All In the Family being the funniest show ever on television, it also has to be the most saddening. The episode where Mike and Gloria move to California is the saddest damned thing I’ve ever seen. Why can’t television be this good anymore? Le Sigh.
One class left until the end of grad school. I don’t think it’s really hit me yet, and it probably won’t until graduation. I did realize today that when I walk out of my last class, it will very likely be the last time I’m ever in the halls of Franklin University. That realization is always bittersweet for me. I have pictures of a random area of all the schools I’ve attended since junior high. I guess I’m rather nostalgic in many ways. I cannot wait to be done and to finally accomplish something that I never thought imaginable for most of my life, but it’s also sad to know that this era of my life is over. I’ve met many great people; professors and students alike, I hope to see them in industry again someday.
Five days until it’s over. 45 until graduation and a new paper hangs above my desk.
I’ve spent the entire week coding away on a script that will allow mulitple file uploads via some AJAX and Flash. The script works beautifully in Safari and Firefox. I fire up IE6/7 and the whole fucking thing goes down in flames. How expected. The funny part? The error message that is spits out is “Unspecified Error, Line ”. I quit. If the whole world just used an advanced modern browser we’d all be in a better place.
It might not look messy to some, but I normally have nothing but hardware on my desk. Did I mention I have three weeks left?
Three weeks until the end of graduate school.
Three weeks.
Three weeks to complete my research paper on cross site scripting, the k-nn algorithm and the Markov Model.
Three weeks to start and finish a distributed Java project with my teammates.
Three weeks to figure out just what the hell the Professor means in the distributed system assignment writeup.
Three weeks until all of the hurdles and hoops are behind me.
Three weeks until that paper is mine.
“The tools of conquest do not necessarily come with bombs and explosions and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices, to be found only in the minds of men. For the record: prejudices can kill, and suspicion can destroy, and the thoughtless, frightened search for a scapegoat has a fallout all of its own, for the children and the children yet unborn. And the pity of it is that such things cannot be confined… to The Twilight Zone.”
How is it that The Twilight Zone and South Park can fully tell that the Emperor wears no clothes, but the (voting) majority cannot?
The Happiest Days of our Lives by Wil Wheaton
