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Too tired to function

Too tired to function

NaNoWriMo is right around the corner, and I can’t be bothered to plot out my future novel. I’d rather take a nap instead.

Woe is me.

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Loopy friend

Helpless, I stared at him. He pointed his firearm at me and pulled the trigger. I had failed. Time to try again.

I went back in time 24 hours. This time, I’d have to try harder to survive. This wasn’t my first attempt. I’ve lost count on how many times I went through this very day.

Ever since I’m able to relive days as I see fit, I’ve become obsessive. Everything must carry out the way I…

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Writer's World...Cup?

Writer’s World…Cup?

Today marks the first day of this event. Hosted here, it goes from the 26th of October up to the 7th of November. A 3000 characters text every day, with one final, peer-reviewed, 4500 character text.

There’s an optional poetry week, but I’m not sure I’ll bother with it.

With NaNoWriMo on the horizon, starting the 1st of November, will I manage?

To top it off, I’m starting french lessonst…

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Clash of classes

Life in the slums wasn’t so bad. At least, it’s not as grim as everyone else makes it out to be.

You need to know the right people, where to go, what and who to avoid, and you’re set. Simple enough.

The nicer parts of town? It’s a jungle out there, man. You want to be careful around the posh corners of this city. It’s a den of vipers, and you’re a succulent mice.

Every day, I had to deal…

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The copycat

There was once a painter who could not come up with any original ideas. He was a master copycat. He yearned for a unique idea, yet his mind failed him. He could only reproduce what already existed.

Desperate to change his situation, he travelled all around the world. He seeked for someone to help him discover the meaning of originality. How to come up with his own ideas. How to stop being an…

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Snowed in

Snowed in - a short story

A frigid morning welcomed me with open arms today. Tossing and turning, I mustered the energy to get out of bed. It was challenging, for certain, as the central heating malfunctioned throughout the night. It left my humble shack devoid of warmth.

As I pulled the blinds of my room, a white, frosted wall hindered my view. The inconsequential, yet familiar and reassuring outdoors were no more. A…

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Yes, I know. Stop it, please.

Yes, I know. Stop it, please.

I’m aware that any and all material I post here will likely never have a chance to be published nor marketed in any way, shape or form.

The reason I share these story snippets is as practice and as a way to perhaps entertain the occasional passerby. Real projects I intend to publish will never be shared here.

Sorry for this entry, but I had to clear things up: I may be an unpublished…

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Disillusion

Disillusion - a short story.

I’ve been living alone, stranded in an island for many years. A hermit, in other words. I used to have a name, but I’ve long forgotten it. It doesn’t matter anymore. I’m myself, no matter which name I decide to use.

At night, the stars and their constellations were my silent, twilight poets. Long after my life concludes, their everlasting memoirs would comfort whoever succeeds me.

The…

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Dandelion

Dandelion - a short story.

I spent about a week during my summer holiday camping with one of my male classmates. We decided to organize the trip on a whim. It seemed like a good idea at the time. I wished to get to know him more. We set off on a Saturday, early in the morning. We agreed to get back to our anodyne city dweller routine before our next college semester. In other words, we had until Monday to savor a brief…

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Hubris

Glistening drops permeated a potted rose sitting in my balcony. Its rouge petals announced the arrival of Spring. It was dazzling yet menacing. Roses represent the superlative capriciousness of beauty.

This perennial child was a present from a gypsy I met on a flea market. She was keen on the arts of divination. She told me that this particular breed of rose didn’t need water or any specific…

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I'm in love

I’m in love

Pure, unfiltered genius. Short and to the point. Impeccable wit.

I’m glad men like these exist. It gives me hope for humanity.

Source. I know, I know: why not just embed a YouTube a video? And the answer is this: do you live under a rock?

YouTube has been against knowledge and culture for decades. Google is, after all, an advertisement company. What’s stopping them from taking down…

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Crabs in a bucket Remember: never improve.

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Study Notes: Game Computers

Study Notes: Game Computers

Here you go.

See you.

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Study Notes: Microcontrollers

Link here

Later.

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Study Notes update: Disposable Computers

Study Notes update: Disposable Computers

Here it is!

Later.

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Study not update: Technological and Economic Forces

Study not update: Technological and Economic Forces

Heads up,

The following section has been upload, on Study Notes: The Computer Zoo – Technological and Economic Forces.

Later.

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Study Notes update

Heads up,

The following section has been added in Study Notes, under Structured Computer Organization: The Fifth Generation – Invisible Computers.

Cheers!

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