Perhaps, in school, I have never really excelled in what they wanted us to excel in. Never saw a point, really, except to quell the displeasure of non-immediate family members. I joined the bunch that had less than stellar grades, less than 20 CIP and scraped a pass for NAFPA until it actually mattered. Even so, I must clarify that I am indeed privileged enough not to end up on the lower end of the bell curve and merely out of the top 10%. But in that sort of environment, it might as well have been.
Back in my primary school, there was a point when those who got selected for GEP had to choose to stay or leave because we didn’t offer the programme. It was then I learnt the Chinese saying: “In a mountain without tigers, the monkeys become king”. However, if I had any “rule” at all, it was short lived; HCL came a little while later and I totally did not know how to write essays to save my sorry little ass from being kicked out of the top. And I pretty much stagnated ever since.
What I did pursue were my own little interests, which led up to who I am today. And I wouldn’t have managed to do so without some support from the school and my family, because I’ve heard many people who want to chase their dreams but are held back.
And I can only hope this is actually happening now.
Saw this little quote: “Done is better than Perfect”.
Which quite definitely doesn’t describe the way I want to work. Usually, I stick with archaic solutions to certain problems while I seek the Holy Grail. Why settle for something midway when you can use the extreme imperfection to push yourself and develop something wonderful? It’s like the lack of save points in older games; you want to keep playing because you would lose your progress if you just stopped there.
Google Glass seems to be one of those midway save points that isn’t too great to be at, but somehow stops you from trying. I haven’t had a hands on with it (for reasons I am too troubled to mull over), but it is probably not anywhere near the holographic fidelity of Tony Stark’s displays.
So I’ve missed out on some news here and there, because the fact that I missed out on the release of a 3d modelling app on mobiles when I was trying to find one is pretty telling. Perhaps I just wasn’t looking actively enough.
Been on the “misfits” side of people since I could remember, and somehow I’ve made it a personal side-quest to engage those left behind by the herd as much as possible. Perhaps it is self-gratifying feel-goodery, but I’ve made a few friends that way. Often there is a reason that things turned out that way, but it usually isn’t a good reason; on the occasion the reason is actually good, I just keep a mental note to lock myself into a completely neutral state when dealing with that person.
Everything is either going terribly wrong or terribly right and I don’t really have an idea which is which.
Spending the last few weeks indulging in what most of my peers have been doing since the smartphone apps revolution c. 2009. I must say that the enjoyability is there, though the wasted time could mean that I would never have worked on all my scripts if I had laid my hands on a smartphone that early.
Haven’t been so stressed at something in a long while.
All that’s taking my mind off it is doing work.
I’m sorry I can’t save the rest.
The severity of my digital mess and missing plan of attack just dawned on me today. The physical mess is something else, but that can be solved with a few bags and another house. ZFS looks good, and the trouble when dealing with Windows should be none of my concern. Portable drives shall remain in ExFAT, which I have decided is a necessary evil.
Never really thought of myself as the guy who works with large amounts of media files (ok I have that collection but it’s not something I work with often). It’s not like I ever earned an artistic licence. My “creative process” works like Genetic Programming: I don’t know how to produce something good, but I do know enough to know what is “good”. Trial and error until what I produce qualifies as “good”, learn from accepted output.
Really. It’s almost as dumb of a way as playing soccer like how my robots do. (My OC told me to “wait for the ball to come” on multiple occasions.)
My non-mention of this issue should tell you how many bollocks I give. Maybe a little, enough to wonder why they haven’t been using CDNs. Just that little.
It recently dawned on me that I am extremely power-hungry. Not power over people, but over reality. I sat alone in the corner for half an hour trying to calm myself down.
Driven by my core value of laziness, perhaps. Exhibited by my constant need to reprogram and change my life. I should probably do something about it.
I’m not exactly prepared to be back, but I can’t say I was dreading it.
It’s been an extremely long time since I last finished a novel. I think my last read was For the Win which I used for my I&I book review last year. Not exceptionally thrilling, but it was interesting enough to get by.
The problem with me and works of fiction is that I get too emotionally attached. Yes, “Feels” is a serious productivity cripple for me. Compounded by the fact that novels allow you to fill the characters in on your own; I’m just glad that my first impression (and subsequent imagining) was based on the wizardry subplot rather than the romantic subplot.
A magical world not unlike what the world of Harry Potter is capable of. The difference is that I’m a muggle, and I’m not lamenting at the fact that I cannot experience such great events in Wizarding history. “Off to Be the Wizard” has a setup too close to home to ignore, and I don’t think I’ll forget it anytime soon. I do actually hope for a movie.
Not sure what this trope is called (probably the Anthropic Principle), but in fiction there’s usually something that happens at the start (or near the start) that brings everything out of mundaneness. You don’t have things going as per normal for the whole work or there would be nothing much to read about. However, in real life, these events are rare to come by thanks to regression toward the mean.
I actually love planning because it gives the satisfaction of having completed something without actually doing anything. However, since most of my plans are extremely abstract, they fail more often than not (and occasionally in a (not really) spectacularly (really) catastrophic manner). I’d like to say that that is why I never really did any life planning (like studies or my future), but looking at myself I don’t think I’m qualified to make that quip.
The best way to enjoy doing something is to own it. Perhaps this led to my obsession with keeping data, but there’s nothing like Kirby-ing everything.
I have no idea how those manuals are going to write themselves once I’m gone.
It’s been a long week, and I must say it was quite an eye-opener. I’ve been surprised enough times to know that there are many unknown unknowns.
Solving problems is a good way to learn, and what better a source of problems than other people? If I had a very good backscratcher I would be looking for itches to scratch, not necessarily my own. And soon you would be able to settle almost everything on your own without the fear of incompetence or espionage. Of course, I had to learn the difference between helping people and people making use of you. It certainly took a while, but at least I have that settled.
Going in tomorrow; preparing to be wowed again.
Devices of less than 10 people and my router may buckle. I really shudder to think about bigger infrastructures.
In the meantime, radio silence under orders, and not like going against them gratifies me much (maybe because it’s nothing really serious here, just some courtesy issues).
Not sure why, but I stopped taking pictures of my own when attending stuff. Probably because I’ve learnt about comparative advantage and my lack thereof in terms of photo-taking ability, and also because it is really no fun having to handle a camera when all you are trying to do is to keep calm while interacting with people (and shuttling away to recharge).
And yes, time-lapses are passe. So is my Avengers!Tony Stark arc reactor.
Having left school (as in, graduated) thrice already, I can say I’m experienced in visiting my almae matres. Unfortunately such experience includes lamenting the changes that have occurred since I left. Nonetheless, seeing familiar faces (even though it’s usually the same 20% that appear 80% of the time) and reminiscing old times while catching up is what keeps me going back.
Welcome changes over the last week, and I must say that it was balanced out well by an unfortunate ballistic malfunction that involved low friction coefficients and my primary electronic communications device. There’s nothing like more motivation to build one of my own.
Was pondering about the mission to do something about “future leaders in Research, Industry and Government”, and started wondering why we have been taught to bootlick superiors when in the end we would turn out to be them? And I think we don’t get enough training regarding how to treat subordinates well, if we were truly focused on it.
I really feel like my reviews are greatly unwarranted, but this particular movie seemed to speak to me quietly in the background.
The Internship was a movie much like the two main characters: unsure of what to do and who to pander to, but ultimately getting their act together. Until now I am unable to guess their target demographic, but from what I observe it is for 20 to 30-year-old computer geeks who are somehow able to take crappy (and sappy) slapstick.
I wouldn’t disagree that it is an egregious two-hour long advertisement, but for a company of such proportions does it even make an impact on their revenue? Might as well say “Jobs” is an Apple advertisement.
My only complaint is that the antagonist was too flat. I haven’t met many jerks in my life, but at least I’m more prepared to meet one now.
Perhaps I felt myself in each of the team members, and maybe I’m hopeful that I meet people like them. Extreme caricatures, but awesome nonetheless.