Another semester with a lab

Yes, it's another semester with a lab. Actually make that 2 labs in a week. Both are time consuming and energy draining labs.

First one is the Digital Signal Processing lab. 3 hours per session and that's still not enough time to finish all of the works. I just went over the second lab doing stuff like programming a couple of leds to spell my name in morse code. So much fun that was *sarcasm*. Well, if things go well, the last lab would be building a mechanical arm that can balance a stick. Much like you trying to balance an upside-down broom on your hand. Or like a segway balancing its passenger while motionless.

The next lab is the Instrumentation and Test lab. It sound a little boring but actually it's a lab where you get to destroy and blow stuffs up. Imagine taking a concrete block and compress it (with a machine of course) until it blows up into pieces. Or take a steel beam and twist it until it snapped. The only problem is the lab reports take a considerable time to finish. My labs from previous semester may take as long as 6 hours to finish. However this course lab reports needs at least 10 hours of work in it. For a 1 credit hour lab course, that's just too much.

Well, that's it for this week update. I'm gonna be buried in lab works soon.

A letter from court

Today I received a letter from the Champaign County Court. Damn, I was so freaked out that I may have done something wrong to get another citation or fine; even though I cannot think of any at that moment. Besides, my driving probation period was over 2 month ago. Yeah, I got on probation for going through a red light in from of a health clinic before.

Anyway, when I open the letter, a heading in bold reads "JUROR QUALIFICATION QUESTIONNAIRE". It's a questionnaire to see if I'm qualified to be a juror at a later date. There's even a warning that if I failed to complete and return it, I'll be summoned to court.

So half-heartedly I fill in the form. After completing the form, I'm going to post it tomorrow hoping I wont get called. I know it's an obligation, but it's a p.i.t.a having to go to court and listen to the trial and all. I know since I've been there.

Moving out sucks

It's that time of the year again; Where we have to move out from out comfortable old apartment to a new one. Hauling ass and stuffs to the new apartment was tiresome.

But it's not over yet. I'm currently without a home since I'm only allowed to move in on the 20th. Till then I'm a homeless guy living in a friends' house. The process of moving into the new house is gonna be the same tiring stuff all over again.

Luckily I don't have that much things to move. Since I keep my shopping for new clothes to the minimum I only have 1 luggage of them. All the others are electronics, games, computer parts.

Hopefully this new apartment has better beds than the last one. For more than a year I had to endure sleeping on a bed that was broken right in the middle. My back can't take it any more. So does hers'..haha