Yesterday the server was down. Alas, no way to channel my thoughts...and here I am...building up lost anxieties into nothingness.

I woke up today somewhat pleased that the psychic mental alarm clock went off before nine o'clock AM for once. Then as I jumped over a pile of pillows in the darkened room, I lost my balance and fell, spraining my left foot. Sigh, uncoordination. I winced in pain...both feet now are suffering!!! :p

Although I was my joyous self today (dragging Tram to Unit 1 to test food that would be in the DC in the future, ranting in the hallway of the extension building, demanding the usual food from xing...), the doom of scheme floated above me. Yesterday Professor Dan gave his own rant about the beauty of scheme aka function programming. Supposedly, C++, Pascal, Javascript and the rest were too complicated. This imperative programming depended on different parts of the program (i.e. assignments) whereas each section of scheme could be "executed" on its own. Yesterday night though...frustration was the only result of scheming. It's just not intuitive! Like...useless things...how to change ((blah 1 2) (blahblah 2 3) (blahblahblah 3 4)) to ((1 2) (2 3) (3 4)). Needless to say, useless stuff.

I registered for my classes today (online of course). The way they set it up though...sadly...is that we extension students are condemned to be the last priority. Everyone else (and I bet they have sadder stories than I do) got to register like a week ago. Thus, I was placed on waiting list for Music 20A. And the discussions/lab for my other two classes--CS 61A and Math 54--were simply bad bad. My CS lab/discussion is way in the evening. Yet perhaps that'll make me focus more. Perhaps. Perhaps. Perhaps.

Alston lost my cable. I am displeased.