I registered for SBMPTN (Joint Entrance Test for State Universities*) today. In that test, all the software engineering skills I learned in my technical high school will be rendered useless because what I will be tested in is (aside from basic math and language and psycho-potential thingamabob) humanities, comprised of economy, geography, history, and sociology. Not only that I am weak in memorization–which is what geography, history, and sociology needs, I assume–I barely learned any of those in school. This will be my moment of “bringing a knife to a gunfight.” But the knife is dull. And made from plastic. And it has no handle.
* translation stolen from The Jakarta Post. I can always count on them to give me English-translated version of Indonesian terms.
I said “classic” because I Googled this problem and found that this happened to other people too. DISCLAIMER: I do not know the definition of “classic.”
I don’t use my phone’s mobile data internet. There’s cable internet at home, there’s cable internet with a broadband internet as fallback at work, and there better be free Wi-Fi at the place I eat out in. It’s unnecessary for me–I don’t even have the mobile data toggle-button in my notification shade. That’s why I got baffled the fuck out when these messages arrived.
I used to not think much of SSL. You know, that green lock thing you see on the browser’s navigation bar that indicates whether the data transfer going on between you and the site you’re visiting is secured or not? When it’s around, it means the site has SSL enabled. I’ve known that it’s an important thing for a long time, but I don’t really care about it since I never send and receive sensitive data over the Internet, so I’m not fearful that there are sneaky hackers snatching or tampering my data. Turns out it’s not hackers but my own ISP that taught me to think otherwise.
Crazy enough, I actually passed the N3 JLPT. As I expected, my vocabulary score was trash (38/60) but what I didn’t expect was that I would score a perfect 60 in the grammar section. My listening score is good, too (52). With 150 total score out of possible 180, I passed it with B in Vocabulary and A in Grammar.
My memorization skill has always been crap. I can learn about something and then immediately forget about it in hours. Thankfully, my efforts to study Japanese on weekends isn’t fully wasted. Even though I forgot all those complicated kanji, the grammar-stuff like sentence structures and shit stuck in my head, and also awakening my innate special ability, 「 Guessing from Context 」.
Yet it all means jack shit since I still can’t even read Japanese articles.
Still, I think a perfect 60 score is somewhat overkill. Did I actually achieve that or did the grading machine make an error? I hope it’s the former, of course, but as an underachiever, I sometimes can’t believe it when I do something remotely amazing.
This Tuesday, I restarted my router through the web interface, just like usual. When the router was back on, the Wi-Fi SSID mysteriously changed to “RT5390_1” and I couldn’t connect–well, I think I could, but it gave me a bullshit mumbo-jumbo IP and no gateway. No go through Wi-Fi, no go through Ethernet. Since there’s little thing I could do without access to the router’s web configuration interface, I decided to poke the reset hole. Sure enough, it’s back to factory settings. I can connect to the router again, yay.
But not so yay, since I could no longer connect to the internet. See, the “tech dudes” who came to my house and installed the cables, routers, set-top box and stuff only wrote my internet username on the router’s box. Without a password to grant me access to the world, my modem router is just a local network router. I had to go to my nearest Plasa and ask for my password. Thinking about it, I should’ve just called 147 and asked the customer service guy… but I don’t know whether it’ll work or not since they’re usually not helpful anyway.
So the lesson is, I should take note of my router settings including the ISP username and password. Also, the Zyxel router is kinda trash for getting messed up over a simple restart.
Took my N3 JLPT test today at Maranatha Christian University. Horrendous. Out of the three parts (vocabulary,reading comprehension, and listening), the vocabulary test is the most painful to go through. Kanji compounds that I’ve never met before (like 沸騰 futtou) keeps popping up and I just can’t bullshit my way out because it’s something you have to know and remember… unlike the reading comprehension part, in which I can use my special skill, Guessing from Context, so I can answer most of them. As for the listening part, it was painful for the first few questions, because I had to listen to conversations where the speakers just blab out sentences chock full of workplace-use kanji compounds like 資料 shiryou in unbelievable speeds; I just can’t keep up with the voices. The later parts were easier, though.
Well, it was hellish because I was stupid. I’ll study and try to get better.
The first time my company gave me a virtual development server to test my apps in, I was hooked. I can install stuff on it! Run three different web servers! Git deploy my apps! (I haven’t tried any of those since it’s not my server, but it’s what I’d do if it was) Screw web hosting, I want a VPS! But, of course, with great power comes great fees, and I can’t afford to rent one. Er, actually, I can, but if I do that, it’ll earn me the title “Financially Irresponsible.”
Then the other day, I got an idea. What if I just set up my own server here, in my own home? I already have a non-stop DSL connection here, so what’s left is just getting myself a server and a whole lotta configuration. Problem is, how can I make things as cheap as possible? I mean, I’m just going to use it for fun, not for business or anything even remotely serious.