Hell Hath No Fury Like a Tank Scorned

Finally free from my Technology Infrastructure take-home exam. It was probably the worst exam I had experienced yet ever since I took my Master degree. We were tasked to form a company strategy from a scratch for an imaginary airline company regarding the Information Technology department. The test required a lot of stuffs to explain, such as the current status of the industry, the application to be used and why, the structure for the IT department that we would create, and a Gantt chart that we never have learned at all before.

I was so proud of my work that I would love to share it to you guys, but I know you don't want to read seven-pages long of something that doesn't interest you nor do I want to write them all over again, so I'm going to summarize it in one picture. Because, you know, they said a picture is worth a thousand words.

Here you go

Sharing is Caring... Depending on What You're Actually Sharing

I had a brief nightmare last night. It's not something that I want to remember, ever, but I did anyway. Let's just say that it's about alien infestation and dead cats, and that's it. I know that some of my readers are cat lovers like myself, and the internet practically worships them, so I'm going to spare everyone the details.

Not to mention that they are watching, from everywhere, everytime

Persistence is Futile

Remember my previous post about the Working Across Borders course we have in our campus and its shenanigans? Last week the course had ended with everyone being happy about it, since the exam was a bit vague and it took a lot of brain crunching to get it done.

And yes, the 1ecturer did got replaced with a motherly businesswoman who embraces the concept of democracy, since she totally agreed with our proposition to make the exam not to be taken in class, although that did make it harder than it probably should be (see the 'brain crunching' part above).

So what about our dear Mr. Stalker? He got kicked out after his second day, thankfully. And after his repeated failed attempts on wooing my clasmate, he finally backed down.... But not before attempting yet another desperate call just a week after he got suspended, right before the class started.

"Hello? Hell...o? It's meee, Mr. 'Creep don't answerrrr'"

"Ideal" Body

Here's some random facts about me, which are totally not important; The first thing is that I'm quite tall for your average South East Asian. I'll let you take a guess on the height.,,

Done?

Alright, I'm standing on around 186 centimeters (that's around 6 feet to you Americans). And I've been told that it's a very tall height for most people, at least around here.

Picture a Wookie - with a lot less hair, and a bit shorter

Behaviors, Emotions, and Well Wishes

I had a meeting last week with my group in college to plan for our presentation (that we already did on Thursday) at a quite fancy restaurant, in which I didn't order any food even though I didn't need to pay up either. It was the usual group meeting for me; watching the rest of the group having a lively discussion, agreeing and commenting every decisions they made. Just the standard being actively passive method.

It's not that I don't want to contribute or anything, I just couldn't do it at all (would you expect someone who's been properly conditioned to sit down and shut up in his entire childhood to express their opinion freely?). Especially when every other member of my group were the most influential trio in our class batch, while I've been the class ghost since elementary school.

And strangely enough, nobody knew who to call until now