I could have had class. I could have been a contender.
I could have been somebody. Instead of a bum
Which is what I am
I aim at the stars
But sometimes I hit London
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
is that catpresentative of you and the ginger one?
Indeedalternate kitten universe crossover edition
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
You should make babies. They would be ... most interesting.
Such is Life...
Finally got around to trying out Rainmeter. My new desktop:
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
I could have had class. I could have been a contender.
I could have been somebody. Instead of a bum
Which is what I am
I aim at the stars
But sometimes I hit London
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
With several male computer engineer friends, I had to LOL.
Aye, during my Mech Engineering degree, we had 122 folk enrolled, 3 of them were girls.
My uni has statistics, we have 9% girls in my department for bachelor students, and a whopping 5% for master students. Across the entire university, 18% of all students are women.
*sigh*
Keep on keepin' the beat alive!
Physics at my university did not fare much better.
When the stars threw down their spears
And watered heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?
I feel so spoiled now remembering the ratio at USF's College of Education
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
Apparently, this doesn't apply to Chemical Engineering.
Carthāgō dēlenda est
I don't know what the ratio is for my major specifically, but 23% of undergraduates and 20% of graduates in the school of engineering at UT Austin are women. For fall 2010, the enrollment at the university stood at 50.5% female.
My problem is that half the guys in my classes are undatable due to crippling social anxiety.
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Never swallow the bubblegum
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
You guys should have gone into BME. Not majority women, of course, but a good 30+% depending on the program. My concentration often has majority-women labs (two labs I spent most of my time in for the last 10 years were overrun with women). Some of them were even attractive. ChemEs and BMEs fared far better in the women department than MechEs, EEs, CS, and CivEs. Materials Science was in between. IE often depended on the school, I've found. Hell, I married a BME.
Fun fact: programming used to be the province of women as it wasn't seen as a technical profession, but more of a secretarial job (albeit a fancy one). The people who programmed ENIAC were ALL women.
What a profound disappointment...wiggin saying "even some of those smart women" are also physically attractive. And "Hell", he married a BME. pffftOriginally Posted by wiggin
Despite all my rage i am still just a cat in a cage
The light that once I thought compassion still casting shadows in your action
The words you shared were cold transactions that bring me to curse what you've done
When you're up there absorbed in greatness with such success you've grown complacent
I hope you scorch your many faces when you fly too close to the sun
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Despite all my rage i am still just a cat in a cage
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Breaking Bad, Season 4 Episode 13 spoiler (IE last episode of the series for the next year or so):
Spoiler:
The Norwegian team's handball coach after the judge made a horrible call the last seconds of the march, making the team lose 33-32 to Iceland. I love the picture. The commentator also said the F-word live.
Tomorrow is like an empty canvas that extends endlessly, what should I sketch on it?
Loving the re-jigged movie posters Ness.
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