Feeling really, really good these days, but not for a lack of troubles. Last year, I would always write here whenever I really felt bad, or whenI felt incredibly good, or when I felt really, really bored. I always felt bad whenever I had a lot of things to do, or when I people took me for granted, and other shit like that. But these days, it would probably take a lot just to make me depressed -- its a definite improvement from before.

Anyway, I thought like writing anything that comes to mind today. Which means that the first topic in my mind would be DotA -- short for Defense of the Ancients, a custom map for Warcraft III that pits (as of current count) 30 heroes on opposite sides against each other. This doesn't require a lot of strategy for the player, because the player doesn't need to create his base or anything. All a player has to do is to raze the opposing team's base. How he does that is entirely up to him.

I was watching Terence and Aaron go one-on-one a few minutes ago, pitting Bredwarden the Centaur Warchief against Medusa the Gorgon. Normally, I would have to say that Medusa (Terence in this game) should have quit and made a second one, since normally, there was nothing that Medusa could do to damage the centaur. It turns out that Cholo taught Terence some fine strategy against the centaur -- slow him until the centaur's life dwindled to nothing. The effectiveness of the strategy has just started to become clean for me right now. As I saw myself being trapped in that situation. Even if the Centaur had a ton of life, there was little it could do against an enemy it couldn't hit, added to the fact that there were a ton of other units attacking it all at the same time.

Terence lost eventually though. Because Aaron simply pumped the centaur's armor, almost eliminating every shot that came from the gorgon. But the fight was good, Terence actually killing the centaur a few times.

I should have written that in the other journal, seeing as how it had absolutely nothing to do with my life at all. But who cares, I'll write anything I want here. After all, this is supposed to be the private area. Who'll tell me what to write and not to write here, right?

Well anyway, I can see that my writing is suffering from a ton of run-on sentences, off-tangent comments, and this nagging feeling that's asking me to put "hehe" after almost all my sentences. Don't get me wrong though, I just want this thing to look a little bit formal. I almost always add "hehe" on other writings -- letters, notes, etc. But I want this thing to look a little bit more formal. After all, it might bring me a lot of money when someone finds this out and decides to turn it into a movie, or some bestselling novel.

Of course, I could always dream on...

The next thing on my mind has got to be my thesis. I really regret the day that I thought of writing down my name in that ridiculous satellite topic. I mean, I really like the satellite communicatons topic, its pretty interesting really, but I should have known that nothing good would have come out of it, knowing that the adviser handling that topic is Dr. Reyes. I don't know, maybe she really is just too busy to handle a thesis group, or maybe she's just overexpecting, but I really don't like the way that she's handling our group. Because it took us a long time to come up with a decent topic to replace the non-existent satellite program (the damned satellite antenna data-gathering equipment was broken therefore, it was unworkable.) which in itself was pretty damned difficult -- a microphone that stores presentation files to be connected to a simple television unit, its an add-on to an already existing product: the microphone is a machine that when hooked up to a TV would play videoke files, we were just thinking of adding something else to offer it to other people. The company who produced the microphone didn't want anything to do with our thesis though, so there goes that idea. I couldn't think of any other idea though, so our adviser asked us to come up with a machine that could be hooked up to a TV and still play powerpoint presentations; create a small computer that would do nothing else except play presentations -- a stupid idea, I know, but our adviser insisted on it. It was promptly shut down by the other advisers.

So I was all ready to move into another topic, maybe something that had to do with wireless fidelity connections, since I've been spending a lot of time in the other thesis rooms, and this sounded like the easiest and the one that gave the most fun. But our adviser refused to let us transfer, and offered a robotics project to us. While I'm interested in robotics, I suck at the basic fields required under that topic: electronics, mechanics, and programming. I don't know what to do, neither do I know how to proceed.

To top it all off, I got paired up with the one student in school that I know is lazier than I am: Nap. Crap, I'm starting to think all the jests made by my batchmates might actually come true: I might not graduate on time. Damn this. Stupid adviser, stupid thesismate, stupid thesis topic even.

Oh yeah, my thesis? I'm supposed to make an enclosure for this robotic arm and provide games that woud utilize the robotic arm. I'm not going to make the arm because the arm is already available. I just need to do the enclosure, the games, and the power supply that would power the arm. And since the damned thing is too easy, they gave us another project: create a hopscotch robot/game whatever. I'm supposed to make a hopscotch field whose squares would light up, depending on the next square you're supposed to step on. I mean, the next square you're supposed to jump on would light up, and if you dont' step on it in time, then you lose the game. The other advisers all looked at me funny, and asked "What makes it thesis-material?"

I am really starting to panic right now.

Sigh. Anyway, I think that would be it for this session. I'm starting to get my touch back, but the writing style has changed again. I've mentioned this before, my writing style always changes without my knowing. I still haven't read what I wrote down before, so I still dont' know what feelng I'll get after reading my recent articles (I'm guessing I'll be disgusted with the quality of my writing), but I'm betting I'll be surprised to find out that I was the one writing all these things.