I Am God in the Wire

Java is seriously pissing me off right now. And it's not just the Java from my Programming in Java, it's the Java I have to use in my Computer and Internet Technology.

I can't seem to get them to work right. My Java program refuses to acnowledge something that I KNOW is correct because it's a frikkin initialization statement, and I at least know enough to know when to use the new operator thankyou very much, and THAT IS IT! Especially given it complains when I remove it anyway. The only problem I can thnk of is in the initialization itself - That perhaps there is an error in the paramiters and the compilor is just misplacing the location of the error. So I'm here to try that. Hopefully I'll get this program fixed, and I can then focus on the next program I'm required to write, which should be the last one for this semester.

That's really creepy. It's now week nine, so I've only got 4 more weeks until SWATVAC week. I'm so looking forwars to it...

HALELULIAH!! It works! I'm so pleased...

Now, to move on to my OTHER little Java problem.

What does Medichi mean anyway?

Anyway... I have to set up a form validation for an E-shop requesition form. And I honnestly don't get it. No one else has had a problem though, so I can only assume that it's just me that's the stupid one.

Ouch. My stomach.

My supervisor is a ninny. He stands up about two-thirds of the way into the practical and says 'Um... It seems I'm supposed to be marking you at certain check-points. But if you're done then I guess I can assume you've done the checkpoints, so...' And I thought... Wasn't he wonderin why people kept calling him over to check over the procedure when they had no questions? Or why everyone seemed to do it for the same part? Ah well, fair enough I suppose. Some people miss the point a little.

Now, back to the actual project. The issue is, despite understanding the basics of what's going on, I have no idea what exactly this code is trying to say. But that's not the main issue, since I've used code I don't fully understand before in webpages, although admittedly they were a little more detailed on how to actually implament the form then just saying 'Make this do this, using the example above for the two fields, but please make yours for six fields and decypher this webpage java toot-sweet. Oh, and don't mind the fact that half the Java (Hell, half the scripting full stop) isn't working on our page either. I think I'll just wait for next week, find someone who'se actually done the exercise and nick the code from them.

In any case, it's irritating. And frustrating, supremely frustrating. I am frustrated.

I've got an hour to kill intill my next bus. I should eat something - that might help my stomach. As would getting away from these smelly people. Although admittedy 'm probably one of the smelly ones, since I didn't have time to brush my teeth this morning. First thing I plan to do when I get home. But I don't think I smell like Smallgoods or Urine or... Whatever other odors waft through the area. I'm a very scent-driven person. It's because my eyes are bad - I like things that smell good, and I'm repelled by things that don't. Scent and touch - strange exadurated senses for someone who enjoys reading and drawing.

Someone hs 'Memory' as their ringtone. Cute.

Mawson lakes is so god-damn swampy. It's like the water constantly seeps upwards like some ooze from the depths of hell rising to devour us all. Perhaps it does - Is Mawson Lakes like West Lakes - Actually built on a swamp?

West Lakes is sort of nice, if occasionally stagnant-smelling. That's where we go for Chiro and occasionally for Shopping (Arendale is closer, but Westlakes Mall is bigger and is something of a change of scene. Less local trash floating around. We get a whole new kind of trash!) And it's kind of nice to mosey around the actual lakes there, although the ducks and geese and swans are really scarry. Damned water fowl.

Have I told ya'all the story of how I lost my watch? Probably, but I'll tell you again. If you know, you can skip over it.

Back when I was hosting Rie in the Homestay program, all the exchange students and their hosts went down to West Lakes for sailing and khiaking on West Lake. It was a bight day, but very windy, which made the sailing an interesting experience fo sure. Especially since we turned the boat by leaning out of it some of the time.
Anyway, time came to khiak with our japanese student. After stumbling around for a bit, Rie and I sort of managed to work out how to getthe thing to go in a striat line, and although we were quite a bit slower then everyone else, we managed to keep up. We went into one of the sheltered docks, right next to the lines of magazine-like houses that shone so perfect and white from the shores of the lake. And, for some reason, many of the khiakers decided to ram each other and try to get everyone into the lake. This WAS West Lake, so I was extremely unkeen on the idea. However, we were pulled into it when out instructor came and tipped us out of the khiak. I surfaced wet and supremely disgruntled (I have yet to mention I was wearing a small white t-shirt haven't I? Suffice to say the photos taken just after we returned were an interesting commentarry on the australian 16-year-old). I then rested on the upturned Khiak for a while, flipped it back over and noticed that something was missing. My gold watch, given to me by my father for one of my birthdays - I think it may have been my 15th - was missing. I informed the instructor immediately and we tried to see it through the water of West Lake. Not an easy task - I cold feel the slime on the ground below us, but I couldn't see it very well (Probably a good thing). And although I tried to feel for it in the area I thought I lost it and peer through the water in the hopes of catching the sunlight off of the metal, I found nothing. Neither did the instructor. I doubt I took it off anywhere on dry land - I'm sure I would have noticed it when I was setting up the khiak, since I wore my watch on my right arm back then - so the only assumption is that it's somewhere at the bottom of West Lake.

Sounds familiar now? Thought so :Þ

Okay, enough blogging for now. I've got Pagans tonight, so I probably won't talk to Liam until Thursday. Peace puppies.


"Where is God? God is everywhere.
Where are computers? Computers are everywhere.
Does this elevate computers to the realms of divinity?"
~ Written on the discussion-walls in the toilets. It's an interesting concept - one I may expand on, although it is far from an original idea.

- posted by Washi @ 12:59 pm