I reject your reality, and substitute my own.

Instant Messaging

Morning Andrew. It is now in Singapore 12:30 midnight the beginning of Feb 1st (or 8am in the morning of Jan 31 in Seattle). Correct? I am going to sleep now, looking forward to read your IM at 8 am of Feb 1st in Singapore(4 pm of Jan 31st in Seattle).

Yes, Grandpa, I look forward to speaking to you too.

Andrew: sorry I am late to write to you. I was having my lunch when I spoke to you over the phone. Now my lunch is over.

It is alright, I forgive you for eating your lunch.

To ensure that we always get his messages, he will call us on the phone from his residence in Singapore. He will call us one time before sending the message, to inform us that one is on its way. Then he will call us again during the conversation, to ensure that we are receiving everything he has said. And when we're done talking, he'll call a third time to make sure that we know that the conversation is now over. After all, the Inter-web (as he calls it) is different in Singapore than it is in the United States, so we might get different messages.

Once a University professor, always a University professor I suppose. We introduced my Grandpa to Instant Messaging a few years ago, and I don't think he's quite fully incorporated into the l337 sp34k1ng h4x0r cul7ur3. However, if anything, he is very very polite. We love him for it.

I called my grandpa this evening, because I didn't receive the message he had promised earlier in the day. He's a little hard of hearing, so I had to speak very loudly at 11pm at night into the phone. It turns out that he had already sent one earlier, but due to a hiccup in cyberspace, I never received it. He said he'd send another one.

I waited for about ten minutes, and that one didn't show up either. I called him again, and he said:

Hold on! Hold on! I'm composing it right now, aah? You'll receive it in a few minutes, aaah?? Okay hold on! *click*

At this point, he hung up. It's been ten minutes, and I'm still waiting for his message.

thinkandrew

posted by Andrew @ 10:21 PM 3 comments

Drive

You know, I'm not really sure why I suddenly lost the drive to blog. Life is tough. It's hard to keep up with everything, and something had to slide. It seemed that I'd get hit with a really hard day just about once a week, a day where I'd be S.O.L. (look that one up yourself). I suppose at one point in time, so many of those days happened in a row that I simply stopped blogging. I just didn't care anymore. It's a loss to the world, perhaps. But it's definitely a loss to me.

The words just stopped flowing. My head got chocked up with English research projects, math assignments, programming projects, and Chemistry post-laps. I just simply couldn't do everything. It's too cold outside, or I'd go on a bike ride to clear my mind. Right this very moment. Maybe even try those new bike clothes I bought two weeks ago.

But I feel better now. Today was one of those hard days, but I got past it, and I'll be alright for the rest of the week. My headache is prevalent right now, but it will pass. I have so much to look forward to. I applied to the University of Washington and Harvey Mudd College, and am awaiting their reply. I've applied to three different scholarships, in hope of paying for my education. The Chilly Hilly Bicycle Classic is coming up in February, and the STP in July. I'm returning to Philmont in July, and Superbowl XLII is in two weeks! I totally pegged it, too, a Patriots vs. Giants game. The Patriots are going to win, no doubt.

Perhaps I'll return to my place to type, my place to rant, my place to write. It's good for me. It's therapeutic. I love it. And I'm back.

thinkandrew

posted by Andrew @ 6:31 PM 4 comments