TGIF ::THANK GOODNESS IT'S FINISHED
The week, that is. Not so much an interesting week. As usual.Highlight of the week was when a fellow classmate cunningly caught the thief that stole his phone using Facebook. For a second I was really proud of my campus but a second later It let me down and I was back to hating it. But more on that on a later post, for a reason that will be clearer then.
For now I want to talk about about 3D movies and how they were not discovered by James Cameron (AVATAR) as you may all be thinking.
So there is this class that we were learning about aerial photographs and the lecture goes on to say that if you take a picture of two places from different angles, you will produce photographs that are in two dimension but when you look at it keenly you can see it in 3D. Granted, I was the first one to mutter 'bullshit'. Apparenlty , if you put the two pictures side by side then focus each eye on a different picture, you will get to see it in three dimensions! The class openly laughed. You know that laugh, right? That prove-it-mothafaka laugh. He said that only experts can do that and since we were nowhere near there we had to use some 3D glasses, and not those movie ones with blue and red lenses. These are actual glass lenses that you put over the pictures. We went and tried them out. At first, no one could see shit, but the lecturer set it right and all of a sudden everybody could see...except for me. In a class of like half a billion, I was the only one that could not see the pictures in 3 D. It was annoying to say the least. To some point I almost believed that people were faking seeing in 3D just to piss me off. But they were not. The lecture says that you have to believe to see it. Guess I am not into believing things I cannot see then.
I got punked on Thursday. By some local TV show called Pasua. Its like the American Punk'd only not for celebs and less funny . And I am not just saying this cos I was caught. Hope they share it on Youtube so that I can share it with you guys to see how confused I get at times (read always).
So now I am from home. Came in yesterday and in the middle of blogging I fell asleep. At 8 am. And woke up 12 hours later. I was so unprepared for the sleeping that I woke up with a sore throat from eating up the dust on my blanket and with hip joints for sleeping with my belt on. I remember vaguely feeling pain during the sleep but I did not want to wake up and take off my clothes because that is how much I enjoy my sleep. Do not like the slightest disturbance that will wake me up.
My sister is on holiday mode, spending money faster than she gets it and since I left the computer home all she does (when she gets broke) is Facebook and watch movies. The first thing I did when I got to the computer was to check the scout bot on Avafind to find out what been happening. And sure enough, all my stuff has been moved around, my music is in the settings folder, pictures in the programs files folder. Its a mess I tell you. And somehow non of the USB ports are working and of course no one knows what happened. Note to self: never leave Natasha alone for more than a day at home when my sis is there.
My kid bro is feeling better. Yeah, been typhoiding for like a week now. Why I am mentioning this is because of an incident in earlier years where my aunt suggested to my mom that he was obese. The kid was 5 years old but looked 10. It was not that he was obese, it was just that he was big. His height was proportional to his width. Anyway, since we are herbal freaks, we started rationing the food given to my bro. Right down to 4 meals a day from the usual eat-anytime plan. That did not work, mainly because the kid started crying when he was told he has eaten enough and partly because it looked like child abuse. So the feeding continued and the growing continued.But now that he has been sick, he has not been eating very well he has lost some weight. So much that the bitchy neighbours have started talking about it. They are starting to make my aunt look bad. And my aunt does not want it found out just how bad she is. So she has gotten my bro on what she is calling a feeding program. Which basically means feeding him anything anytime. I just met the nigga drinking porridge that is made of flour from maize, beans and rice. Yikes.
It has taken me 13 hours to write this post (I was asleep for 12) and I have just lost the flow to things I was saying so for now, that is all or like people say in Twitter (yes I am starting to get how to use it, #thatisall.
So there is this class that we were learning about aerial photographs and the lecture goes on to say that if you take a picture of two places from different angles, you will produce photographs that are in two dimension but when you look at it keenly you can see it in 3D. Granted, I was the first one to mutter 'bullshit'. Apparenlty , if you put the two pictures side by side then focus each eye on a different picture, you will get to see it in three dimensions! The class openly laughed. You know that laugh, right? That prove-it-mothafaka laugh. He said that only experts can do that and since we were nowhere near there we had to use some 3D glasses, and not those movie ones with blue and red lenses. These are actual glass lenses that you put over the pictures. We went and tried them out. At first, no one could see shit, but the lecturer set it right and all of a sudden everybody could see...except for me. In a class of like half a billion, I was the only one that could not see the pictures in 3 D. It was annoying to say the least. To some point I almost believed that people were faking seeing in 3D just to piss me off. But they were not. The lecture says that you have to believe to see it. Guess I am not into believing things I cannot see then.
I got punked on Thursday. By some local TV show called Pasua. Its like the American Punk'd only not for celebs and less funny . And I am not just saying this cos I was caught. Hope they share it on Youtube so that I can share it with you guys to see how confused I get at times (read always).
So now I am from home. Came in yesterday and in the middle of blogging I fell asleep. At 8 am. And woke up 12 hours later. I was so unprepared for the sleeping that I woke up with a sore throat from eating up the dust on my blanket and with hip joints for sleeping with my belt on. I remember vaguely feeling pain during the sleep but I did not want to wake up and take off my clothes because that is how much I enjoy my sleep. Do not like the slightest disturbance that will wake me up.
My sister is on holiday mode, spending money faster than she gets it and since I left the computer home all she does (when she gets broke) is Facebook and watch movies. The first thing I did when I got to the computer was to check the scout bot on Avafind to find out what been happening. And sure enough, all my stuff has been moved around, my music is in the settings folder, pictures in the programs files folder. Its a mess I tell you. And somehow non of the USB ports are working and of course no one knows what happened. Note to self: never leave Natasha alone for more than a day at home when my sis is there.
My kid bro is feeling better. Yeah, been typhoiding for like a week now. Why I am mentioning this is because of an incident in earlier years where my aunt suggested to my mom that he was obese. The kid was 5 years old but looked 10. It was not that he was obese, it was just that he was big. His height was proportional to his width. Anyway, since we are herbal freaks, we started rationing the food given to my bro. Right down to 4 meals a day from the usual eat-anytime plan. That did not work, mainly because the kid started crying when he was told he has eaten enough and partly because it looked like child abuse. So the feeding continued and the growing continued.But now that he has been sick, he has not been eating very well he has lost some weight. So much that the bitchy neighbours have started talking about it. They are starting to make my aunt look bad. And my aunt does not want it found out just how bad she is. So she has gotten my bro on what she is calling a feeding program. Which basically means feeding him anything anytime. I just met the nigga drinking porridge that is made of flour from maize, beans and rice. Yikes.
It has taken me 13 hours to write this post (I was asleep for 12) and I have just lost the flow to things I was saying so for now, that is all or like people say in Twitter (yes I am starting to get how to use it, #thatisall.
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