I’ve come to really enjoy Java over the past few weeks. I recently discovered the Java Collections Framework (JCF)—
—and if you love Perl’s arrays and hashes (or Python’s lists and dictionaries) as much as I do, you’ll surely fall hard for the JCF like I did. One thing that I wish I realised earlier though: TreeSets can’t contain two items where item1.compareTo(item2) == 0, even if !item1.equals(item2). So watch out there or you’ll be chasing your tail for hours like I was.
I’ve also discovered that I really like Java GUI programming. Our Software Engineering 1B assignment requires us to code a decent batch of GUIs and custom controls:
But I was quite amused all the same.
On my way in to uni today the computerised woman on the train said her usual thing: ‘Now arriving at Jolimont.’ What made it interesting today however was how this caused the five-year-old near my seat to react. With a big beaming smile, he exclaimed: ‘Yaaayyy! It’s Goldilocks!’
Oh, good times… I guess you had to be there. People always hear what they want to, I guess…
This hasn’t really been an issue until now, but it seems that a rule needs to be explicitly declared about this.
All spiders are strictly forbidden from biting me on the face while I’m asleep. Any party refusing to comply with this new law will be severely punished (i.e. look out if I find you in the morning).
…but then who am I to judge given my need to be up in less than six hours? Oh well.
Download (768KB Ogg Vorbis)
It’s nowhere near complete (but then I never complete any of these). It needs another track on top of what’s already there I think, but I can’t decide on a melody or an instrument and I really, really need to get to bed.
Well, classes have started and I’m slowly getting back into the swing of things. It should prove to be a much more rewarding semester this time, although I don’t know if I’m hanging around the right crowd these days… but then I guess it’s too early in the piece to be sure.
Imagine my horror when I got my results for the last Software Engineering assignment (it was baaad) and remembered that assignments are a hurdle and that I did poorly on the others. Imagine my trepidation at the thought of having to undo months of planning and rethink my entire degree while waiting on the final outcome.
Now imagine my relief when I found out for sure that I did manage to just pass that hurdle. Looks like I’ll be sticking around as a Software Engineer after all.
For many reasons. I don’t plan to elaborate too far or even mention everything—suffice it to say that:
- I miss everything about Bundoora: the simplicity, the atmosphere, the quiet, the people (not to suggest that I don’t appreciate and genuinely enjoy knowing the people that I have come to know here)…
- I took on way too much teaching work; and
- at some point I conveniently forgot why I was actually here, and my priorities flew out the window.
Just testing, mainly. I love Perl—have I ever mentioned that?
I make absolutely no promises as to how often I will write things here. I’ve never been good at writing fluently. I suppose it depends on how much actually happens to me and how much I want to talk about it.
There is no point in pretending any longer that I’m going to update this page.
I know I said I’d update if anything significant happened in my life, but the truth is this—things do happen and 100% of it is stuff that I have no desire to revisit through documenting anywhere. I’ve been well and truly screwed over by people who had my trust and I’ve lost the ability to laugh, to cry or to feel any other emotion. The desire in fact to do anything that involves emotion in any small part is long gone and the idea of having to deal with any sort of emotion, be it my own or someone else’s, greatly roils me.
Ironic, I think it is; my excuse for not updating my Journal was, at some point, that nothing and only nothing was happening in my life. In one respect my excuse still is completely valid since nothing of major interest has indeed taken place; I now sit here though feeling as if so many things have happened that I’ll never be able to remember them all to share them.