Wednesday, September 06, 2006

    Wow, the title actually means something. That's amazing.
    
    I wrote down the title first so I don't forget, later on, what I was thinking about, and what I was thinking about were auto flush and the ecosystem in a room... What the hell is that?

    Building 60 is a new building at Mount San Antonio College. It's mainly for science classes. The first floor is pretty much for physics and engineering, the third floor is for chemistry, and everything else goes to the second floor. You'll think it's cool to take classes in a new building. You're right, it's cool in a degree, but the first thing I felt when I walk into the building is the feeling of getting lost in a hospital-like maze. There are way too much entrances for building 60. There are maybe 15 entrances, and everywhere looks the same in the building. I think this building was built by some evil biology professors as an experiment on humans. Just like the experiments that are usually done with mice, they want to see if we, the students, and some professors, can smell our way to the designated classroom. Every time I enter the building things are a little different, yet curiously familiar. For example, yesterday, I remembered there was a restroom, today it became an elevator. So I took the elevator up to the 3rd floor, and as the elevator door opened up, a toilet was revealed. I walked in, and began my dump taking process. I was peacefully taking my dump. All the sudden, I heard *ding!*. The elevator door opened up in front of me, a girl was standing there, surprised, screamed, slapped me in the face, and ran back to the elevator.

    That never happened, I wrote that because it's funny.

    I did, though, took a dump in that building (too much information?), and it was a pleasant experience. There's nothing feel like taking a dump in a brand new public restroom. Firstly, NOTHING was written/carved on the wall! You'll never need to bring magazines to a public restroom because there are always enough things to read on the wall, on the floor, on the toilet seat, and sometimes on the ceiling, but not this one. I got pissed because there were nothing for me to read, so I drew the first blood. I carved my big ass name on the door. No I didn't, I lied. Secondly, The a/c in that restroom is ridiculously cold, which is a good thing, since dump taking is a physical-demanding activity.

    The urinals are equipped with auto-flush/manual-flush dual action. Oh, and the drinking fountain, which amazingly was not located near the restroom, has motion sensor, too. Which is kind of neat.

    What does the word "auto-flush" means to a girl? I can never ask something like that directly, because girls seem always in the mood of slapping me in the face. Just in case there are actually people reading this and don't know that the hell auto-flush is, I'm going to lecture for a second. Long before motion sensor for faucet was introduced to the world, we already had motion sensor attached to our urinal. That means, after we pee, the toilets flush by themselves. Shocking, isn't it?

    So, the idea behind all these auto-flush, auto water, auto soap, and, in some airports and restaurants, auto paper towel dispenser is a hand-free restroom environment. You don't have to touch anything except your body, the water, the soap, and the paper towel in a restroom equipped with all the automated equipments. Pretty soon, you won't need to touch anything at all. You can just stand in front of the toilet, wave your hand in front of a sensor. There are going to be arms sticking out from the wall. They will lower your pants for your, grab whatever is needed in place, and you can just go ahead and pee, no hand! The next generation of hand free toilet will even have a sucker which will gently suck your urine out for you. You just magically wave your hand across the sensor and let the machine do all the work for you. Then, they'll begin to integrate the hand free restroom with classroom. Now, you don't even have to leave the seat. You just wave your hand, the seat will lift you up, drag you to the restroom to the toilet, lower your pants, suck things out of you, put your pants back on, and drag you back to the classroom. No hand!

    There will be screw ups... Hmm... and abuses... Hmm...

    Bedroom ecosystem? what bedroom ecosystem?

Saturday, September 02, 2006

    Last entry was... 3 days ago. I am a fucking slacker. I deserve it, but can you blame me? First, there's no consequence for not entering. The school has started, and I'm tired every fucking day when school's over, therefore I don't have the energy to write journal every day. Secondly, I don't have the time either. In average, I got home at around 8:00 p.m.. I need to eat, take a shower, study (?), and procrastinate. After all these (especially after procrastination), I'm tired and need to sleep. Thursday is the worse, when I have to work till 10:30 p.m.. For the days when I do come home relatively earlier, I have to watch the Simpsons, so I still don't have time.

    Well, excuses after excuses, I have, but at least I'm find excuses. That means I actually (somehow) care about this, other wise I wouldn't bother finding one.
    
    is it obvious that it took more than 2 days to finish this entry...? Shame on me. today's date: 9/2/2006.... THE END!!!
    Who works on Saturday? The mythological creatures lives in mystery land of working on Saturday exist in the parallel universe of Saturday workers? Of course, they do. Oh, yeah, and one more person named John. No, no, not just any John, it has to be *this* John.
John Wang (a.k.a. Cheng-Lun Wang)
Height: 170 cm
Weight: Increasing
D.O.B: April, 26, 2006
Blood Type: B
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Black
Ethnicity: Asian/Chinese
Sexual Orientation: not gay~
Single...
Who is currently studying in Mount San Antonio College preparing to transfer to UCLA as a computer science major. And who, at the moment, is feeling blue.

    One thing that sucks the most is that I have to cross a desert to get my food since nothing on campus opens on Saturday, oh, except our lab. We open on Saturday for no apparent reason. At any given time, there will be 2 students come to the lab, and they're always the same people. The same people who'll never need my assistance. I go to the lab 10:00 in the late morning and begin to sit there like a dead person. I remain near death till 4:00 p.m. and revive. I'm dead from 10 to 4... oh, even better, I'm getting paid for being dead from 10 to 4... Well, If putted this way, it sounds like a pretty damn good deal, but SATURDAY!!!

    The gym opens on Friday till only 6 p.m.. My evil plan of working out on Friday after work is ruined. Yeah, this has nothing to do with what's written in the previous paragraphs. By the way, who works on Friday? The mythological creatures live in the land of working on Friday? Anyways, I wouldn't have energy to work out at that time anyway. Not after I worked to 10:30 p.m. the day before. By the way, who works in late night on Thursday? The mythological creatures live in the land of working in late night on Thursday?

    Yeah...