Confusion

Today, I'm confused. Life seems to walk one way, then flip around and run in the other direction.
Yesterday, a girl I sort of know came up and hugged me. I'm not sure why at all, but it was a nice thought. I felt pretty good the whole day; I had just gotten a laptop I got for free a while ago working. Life was good, StarCraft ran on it. ^^
Today, however, nothing was very good. I had to inventory all the computers in my school library (about 40 of em), and get their serial numbers, make, model, fan numbers, etc... I didn't see the girl who hugged me all day. People online are complete idiots and don't pay attention to me when I try to defend myself by explaining. They'd rather just yell randomly and not wait for any response before attacking someone else. Why the predatory behavior?
People in general get on my nerves, but not all individuals do. Is it that so hard to understand? I don't like the human race, but I do like some people. Life isn't black and white, it's all gray. But everyone seems to be so dull now, that even grayscale has been reduced to black and white dots appearing as gray.
Also, my computer's started to overheat, probably cause it's been hot here. I can't play full-screen games anymore, so I started working on my media player, Lime Light (http://realityripple.com/software/freeware/LimeLight/), trying to get it to scroll the names of files if they're above a certain amount of characters... But it keeps adding to the amount of characters for some unknown reason, giving a funny expand and contract looking title bar. I've checked my code over a hundred times, and I've come to the conclusion that my eyes hurt. AHH!! I CAN'T SEE MY EYES!!!! Ya, I said it, so what? You laughed. You know you did. If only I could...

As a side note, I'd like to talk a bit on how I react. May be helpful to people who know me. First off, I don't know how to react to anything. When I was hugged, I sort of just stood there, confused. It's happened before, and I still didn't know what to do. When people tell me scary things, you know who you are, I don't quite know what to say or do. "So-and-so almost died." What am I supposed to respond to that? "Oh, that's a shame"? Should I cough in disbelief, even if I believe it? I don't know. Human emotions seem to fall flat with me, and people seem to give them to me alot. (I'm not naming names, but if you think I'm talking about you, you're not the only person, trust me.)I really don't know how to express any of my emotions, and I guess that makes people think I'm unfeeling or something. Or when I do, I do it too much and people think I'm really hurt. The only thing I seem to get across correctly is when I'm listening to music, I can make it clear I don't want it interrupted. What else does one need, after all?

May you stay... Forever young... (Yes, I'm listening to Dylan)

Computer Services

Okay, here's the deal. I've had my computer account at my school disabled WAY too many times. Like five times in two years... And never for anything malicious, either. This last time was for having Pink Floyd on my account space. Never mind that it was 584 Megabytes... But that it wasn't dangerous or bad in anyway is apparently doesn't mater to our 'Computer Services'. I'm beginning to believe that it was just because I was the one that had it. Lots of other people had music on their accounts, some legitimate, some not, and there were no deletion of their accounts. Now, some other people did get their accounts disabled as well, but for other things. They also finally set a maximum limit on the account size, since it's a 400 gigabyte drive, and everyone knows students only need 100 MB... Unless they use the computers... heaven forbid.
And when the put the maximum limit, anyone with over 100 megs can't print, shows they have 1 TB (terabyte) free of some really bad 'number', which is actually lots of crazy symbols... It also mentioned that the File System is OS/2, which is a really old, now defunct, operating system. So basically, it glitches badly and doesn't let you do anything... That only effects, say 60 students per grade per school.
By now I'm hoping you can tell I don't like our 'Computer Services' too much... But I still refuse to do anything to them. I'm waiting for them to do it to themselves. Our administrator left himself logged in on a computer in the Library. For those who don't know, our Library probably has over half our school in there throughout the day. From the administrator account, you could delete everything on all the servers, probably backups as well. Or you could edit anything, or add anything, or whatever. Guess who finally had to log him off after he was gone for over an hour? Ya, me.
Sometimes I wish I had done something, but I'd probably have got expelled or something, since I'm at the top of their 'warning' list. It seems all they do is watch potential troublemakers, ignore real dangers, fix printers, and set up networks with CAT 5e or 6 cable (capable of very fast connection and transfer speeds) and ancient hubs and routers (making the previous item obsolete).
I don't know... Maybe they actually are good, nice people. But I don't want to deal with them, and I doubt they want to deal with me. I'm not even supposed to be on this right now, but their Web Page blocking is really bad, since the History Channel website and BBC.com are both blocked, and this place isn't... Go figure.

Time and space are relative. Relatives take up time and space.

It's really late. Or really early, depending on how you look at it. Of course, if you live somewhere other than here, then it's not. It may be mid-day. Time is relative to where you live, and where you live is relative to where someone else lives. They're both the invention of man, having no impact on the universe. Things just are, and they do what they're supposed to, no need of help from us. Why does it all need to be measured? Probably to make people think they have some impact on the world. I don't know.
Now relatives are a different matter. They take up lots of time because they throw your normal routine off schedule. They need places to sleep while they're here, so you need to clear space for them. Relatives make time and space relative to them. Isn't it nice to know something doesn't matter when it seems to matter so much? Makes you want to slack off...
Anyway... It's mother's day, and I don't want to sleep through it, so I think I'll call it a night. Although it's not night in Australia, is it?
Hmm... That reminds me. My US History teacher isn't a US citizen. What's he doing teaching me about my country? I don't know, but he's doing a damn good job. And since he's a resident alien, and not a citizen, does that mean he'll never be a senior citizen? ^.^

Ya, I'm random! So what? Maybe you need something like that in your life. Edit your source code and add a Randomizer in one of your loops.

I hate the idea of blogs

I despise blogs. So why did I start one? To tell people I hate them, of course!
Think about it, professional idea-makers say blogs are going to replace the media. Do they actually read blogs? It's just a whole bunch of random thoughts of random people. I could tell you any lie, and there'd be no way to know. Take this as an example:

"It is a known fact that water spirals counterclockwise below the equator and clockwise above"

I'm sure many people have heard this rumor, and the above statement says it's a KNOWN FACT. Unfortunately, I lied. Water will go down at whatever angle you drop it at. Try it, it's fun!
This is just a little white lie. What if someone were to announce that they had made cold fusion, and then put the steps on how to make a bomb on it? People would try it, stupidly, and blow themselves up. And as long as the author had a little disclaimer at the bottom, he couldn't get in any trouble. You could say anything on here.
The media has a reputation to uphold, so they try to stick to the facts, usually. With blogs, there's no need for reputations, since you can just delete negative comments.

Other than all that, I guess blogs are an okay thing... just not something to be taken as serious forms of information. Unless I say it, because I am king.

Note that I am not king, and that I may lie at any time I choose. Anything that happens to you as a result of my post is your own damn fault, so don't you dare blame it on me.