2 things: first, I thought I had abandoned this! So many entries with nothing in them, they're supposed to cover something important, but whatever...

Second, I had another one of those WTF dreams... And it was about me, or at least I think it was. Imagine you're riding a bus and when you get out you realise you're still there! So freaky, moreover when the person that was supposed to be introduced himself as somebody else... Ydair? Are you fucking with me? I expected him to say my name and that I had seven days or some rubbish, but this is beyond that... I'm don't even know how to write it (picked the Y randomly because reasons), it sounded like Altair, but then I haven't been playing AC as of lately.

Palm Sunday

DScraft

So, gave it a try and i was blown away by how good it was!


To sum up:

• NitroFS v310811 didn't work for me, so i had to download the other one.
• Fat Only v310811 worked fine, but the instructions say that if using FAT version, dscraft directory MUST BE at the root of the card¹. Fine, albeit it would've been better to say that, while the folder itself goes in the root of the card, the .nds file does not (or rather, does not 'need' to). For instance, just placed it inside my 'Games' folder.

???

I think horizontality has paid off, albeit i never truly expected anything from anyone in return, something great happened yesterday that made me feel happy and confident, but i don't find happy things interesting so i won't write about it

Cheers!

The selfie song

When a girl with a gorgeous rear sporadically glances at you, you know the time has come to make a move, and so i approached her and asked her if we could an assignment together. To my surprise, she gave me her number (i just wanted her email), and for a couple of days things worked out fine through WhatsApp until we met the deadline and she just backed.

'Funnily' enough (cringe, you cunts), she stopped replying when i asked what her email was. How was i supposed to send her my part of the work? Just finished it myself and sent it over.

I should feel mad... That arse tho.

Miracles Happen...

When a laptop hits the floor on the side of the HDD, while spinning, and it survives...

I'm cloning it right now, just because.

Horizontality

A wise man said once that the best way to deal with others was to give them a horizontal trait.
And what is that, you say? Well, for starters, it's when you don't make a distinction of any class when dealing with people. It means complying with more than just basic etiquette within your own cultural frame.

A stupid example would be when someone texts you and you get to see the message in time. If it's a question and you're not busy performing plastic surgery or operating a nuclear reactor,  the correct thing would be to reply with an answer, whether it's affirmative or negative matters doesn't matter.

The reason i'm coming up with this example is that i've heard stories of people (mostly women) who react badly when they don't recieve a quick reply. Before i realised this, i wouldn't reply in conversations where i had nothing to say; for example, if someone texted me asking for a date of an event i hadn't heard of, i'd simply ignore it, presuming that whoever texted me knew that silence means no.

Ever since i realised people actually gets anxious about this, i put a little more effort, providing i've got the time to reply back.

Let's see how things go from now on.

How To Delete OCR/Searchable Text from a PDF

You may want to protect your intellectual rights or somebody else's, or maybe technology isn't quite here yet and your brand new scanned text contains garbage searchable text (thanks, Adobe). And while there's a (tricky to find) dialogue box where you can 'uncheck' the OCR before you scan, you should be able to delete/edit the searchable text once it's there, yet you can (thanks, Adobe).

Well, some argue you're better off exporting to .tiff and then combine them back into a PDF file... No, you're not.  What a load of bollocks! What if there're hundreds of pages, do you really want hundreds of pictures all over the place? That's mental! Not to mention the resulting quality of the tiffs is rubbish.

What you oughta do (right after deleting the useless tiffs, cause I'm sure you spawned 'em in your desperation) is go to printing options and print to PDF. You'll get a nice non searchable version of your PDF.

... yes, this works on XI.

VBA

Weird dream sequence

From time to time, I get the strange dream that I'm repeating a class I already passed... This might stem form the fact that I got a really good great without much effort, but the thing is, there I was in another chimera room made of various parts from places I've been to, there was my former teacher teaching me what I already learned, with the exception that this time I was carrying a laptop, typing weird stuff that would change randomly right after being written. That's when I decided to leave the room with a friend (whose face I can't remember), just to suddenly find ourselves sitting on my house's terrace.

This is where the weird starts: suddenly, a big minaret made of plastic foam flew through and fell in front of us, only to bounce back to the backyard. As if that ain't weird enough, some random mates with Middle Eastern features begun appearing doing all sorts of acrobatics (the most remarkable specimen being a young man made only of arms, torso and a face, like this). Unbeknownst to me, the Cirque du Soleil of Saudi Arabia had just arrived... to my backyard!
Suddenly, one of the mates (a rather chubby one to be an acrobat) invites me to see the show: first, by babbling something, which I didn't understand; then by sending me a text message.

Since, for some reason, I was wearing inappropriate clothes, I headed to my closet, only to find a red Jar Jar Binks shirt that I don't own in real life. Oh, the text message kicks in in this part, saying something like 'come to my circus, it's really cheap cause we've got no license and don't need to pay taxes'... Well, maybe it said something else, but that's what my mind made of it... I didn't make it in the end, so I received another text message complaining for my absence (was I meant to play a role there that I didn't know of?) The weirdness reached a climax when I found my sister dressed like a mahō shōjo in a cute purple dress, but she had made my dad wear one too for some reason! I rushed to the camcorder to record the madness, but then I woke up.

No, people. I don't do drugs.

I think the latest Pokémon episode might have played a role, since it featured cute girls in cute dresses and I get the idea that my father doesn't like me watching that... Well, papa, I don't like you wearing a purple dress either.

PS: I remember something now, right before the purple dress thign, I was watching the whole circus routine on the internet, then instead of purple veiled maidens, they switched to cute Japanese idols, then when I walked away from the screen, the 'dad in drag' thing happened.

Soon...

Sleepwalking (Warning, chaotic wall of text incoming)

It never ceases to amaze me how people avoid addressing issues directly (myself included) by pretending everything is fine with them. Today I discovered that you can talk to someone you thought was your friend, only to be dropped and forgotten a couple of years later, as if you had kept contact with that person all these years and with all the attributes of that past friendship relatively intact.
As you may have noticed by now, I'm talking about an 'ally', even though the events of today briefly blurred that line due to the concurrence of certain elements.

I arrived too late to be early and too early to be late, only to be greeted by a blast from the past. To my surprise, this person performed actions that far exceed common courtesy between two unrelated classmates: I was offered a snack (which I accepted cause I'm a proud glutton), I was told some personal information (this is important, cause the same used to happen when we were supposed to be 'friends' half a decade ago), I sat next to this person (although I had left my things in my regular seat as a precaution), etc. I still have the bitter memory of the person in question standing right in front of me greeting somebody else and skipping me like I wasn't even there, so I didn't fall for the act, but actually played along and it played well surprisingly.

I too acted like nothing had happened, or better yet, like everything happened, like we never parted ways in the first place. This is when bona fides kicked in and I just thought for a moment that perhaps this person realised what it did and was trying to 'mend ways'. Oh, was I wrong, sooo wrong...

As it turned out, this person was, in fact, an ally. I figured that out from the moment one of this person's friend arrived and looked at me like what was I doing there (where I presume the friends of this person wanted to sit)... Or rather, it didn't look at me at all, no, it looked at this person, who just shrugged. That's how allies work: they tag along unless they find an actual 'friend' and then they dispose of you. What's puzzling about this case, though, is that this person then came to me (when I was back in my seat, where my things were) to ask me something, albeit is to be noted that this person's friend wasn't around when that happen, so it kinda stands by the rules we have established about allies.

Oh well...

Unreliable intranet glitching inconveniently since the dawn of time (yet people still use it, or worse: they force you to).

An another note, I'm so happy for personal reasons.

Important edit: reasonable people understand that glitching is beyond one's reach, so I was given a special grant to perform what I had been working on.

Fortunately, that was the case this time.

What Do?

Say, you haven't "seen" this girl for 4 years when she suddenly decides to speak to you again.

Maybe i'm phrasing this the wrong way... I had seen her before, but she didn't see me at all, not even when i was right in front of her. Was i invisible? Hardly... Especially back in 2012 when i was overweight.
The problema is that, 4 years ago, there was chemistry between us, but not the romantic kind (which i didn't want anyway), we were Friends, or perhaps the correct word should be "allies"?

Yes, i don't think those exclude themselves mutually, but i do think they're quite different from each other. It's beyond silly trying to define the concept of friendship, so i'll just say that, for me, the main difference between and "ally" and a "friend" is that a friend necessarily enjoys engaging in conversations with you or maybe just even your presence; an ally, on the other hand, hangs out with you just when he or she has no other choice. If you're not convinced by my "divorce" of said notions, perhaps we could say that allies, the way i see it, are a lower tier of friendship (if not the lowest).

Following this thought, i could firmly say without regret that 4 years ago we were merely allies indeed, since she has her main group of friends whom which she consistently hangs around.

So what's the gist of it?

Well, one morning, the very day this post was created, she came up to me to discuss the main topic of the day and the only reasonable explanation as to why she did that is that we were the only two students in the classroom (i have the bad habit of arriving more than in time to everything). This shocked me deeply, as i never expected her to come to talk to me again, especially after i made the resolution not to talk to her again except when engaging in basic courtesy (hi, bye, thanks, etc.).

Now, that was some useless enecdote that won't change the world for good anytime.... However, something more sudden (or rather abrupt) happened right after class: as it turns out, i've always been surrounded by allies, which puts me in the ackward position to only engage in a conversarion when my existence is noticed at all. As it figures, this was the case. I besically bumped into two "friends" i haven't seen for a couple of years. One of them even came up with the reason why we hadn't noticed each other in class was that we sit too further apart.

Anyway, this post's been written a day after it happened (although i reserved the space the very day this happneded). I'm unning out of words (and time) regardless.