| Feb. 1st, 2005 @ 06:56 pm 4ll y0ur b4s3 R b3l0ng t0 "Data Structures" |
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I had my first day of Data Structures today, basically the class where you learn how to organize 0982374095827345 pieces of information into one easy-to-use program. Labs could be harder though, we had one lab assignment today, which was to recreate a Vector class from scratch. A Vector is like an Array (for those of you who know what the hell I'm talking about) but it can be resized at anytime, and items can be added to the back and the front of the array, all of which has to be contiguous in memory. That took about 30 minutes.
After that grueling 30 minutes that surely had a hand in funneling money to terrorists in Iraq (which HAS to be true, at least according Bush), we got our second project, which was due in 3 days, so I was thinking it had be something pretty hard. Charade I was, charade I was indeed.
Turns out, we just had to make a mockup of the old 'Simon' game. Where 4 colored areas flashed on the screen (or handheld thingy) in a sequence, and the player has to repeat that sequence, and each time the sequence gets longer. Using my 'Sup4h l337' DynamicArray class, that was done in roughly the same amount of time, which lead to me sitting around for 3 and a half hours with nothing to do.
Sorry I don't have any funny stories to post, (Although I doubt anyone else thinks my stupid little blog is funny anyway) except for the roofers.
The roofers, which have been here since around the beginning of October, since the hurricanes. There doin' a really badass job too, since they're still fucking here. There's only around 6 buildings in my complex, maybe 7, and these fuckers have been here for 4 months. It could be explained why Manuel Ruiz Mendoza and the other 40 of his Cuban revolutionaries are still here because they simply refuse to work, or at least thats how it seems. They come around every day (and on saturdays) at around 8:30, unload all of their stuff, and turn on their air compressor, which makes an omgwtfbbq amount of noise for the next 45 minutes, while it stores up enough air to let them "work" throughout the day without another recharge.
So they actually get up on the roof at around 9:30 after they're all good and ready. For about the next half hour they are nailguns going off every .034 seconds, which makes me think they're just having a nailgun fight and shooting shit at each other.
After all the 'nail-gunnery' falls silent, something happens which fucking astounds me, one of them turns on the trucks tape deck (or whatever) to as loud as it goes, and plays spanish dance music for the next 45 minutes (and NOT the good kind, a few of you know what I mean). Their schedule must be really fucking tight:
9:30 - 10:45
Have a hella good time by shooting nails at shit. (Bonus points for leaving a pock marked, 50% shingled roof)
10:45 - Noon
Play bad one chord, crappy beat spanish music to further piss off people
Noon - 2pm
Lunch...
2:00 - 4:00
Boss is gonna come at 5 for daily inspection, better get some actual work done.
4:00 - 5:00
"Me and Paco were really hungry, so we just went to Wendy's for some burgers, y'know?"
5PM
Clock out and go home, another hard days work doing all you can to piss the hell out of people simply renting an apartment for a year and a half to try and better themselves.
Addendum: For those of you who do want to know what I meant by GOOD Spanish music, check out an album titled "Buleria" by this one fabulously sexy Latino singer by the name of David Bisbal. (It's so good, I'm listening to it right now.) |
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