So my netbook (a poor man’s iPad) died and I was trying to figure out whether to get an iPad (I guess it’s a rich man’s netbook) when I got tired and started lying in bed. It dawned on me how out of control my feelings can get at times and I’m trying to figure out the heart of the matter because I think on the surface most people tend to think I’m this quiet polite guy. I think for a lot of things I’m pretty low key (like if I suddenly won a trip to Hawaii I might yawn a little) but there are some things I go complete bonkers about. I think it has a lot to do with expectations vs. reality and the disparity between the two can be quite jarring. I think at times we can all have wild imaginations on what might take place, what our life might be liked if everything panned out as planned, and start living toward those unrealistic expectations. I never thought imagination was a bad thing, but I suppose what’s the real killer is not understanding that it’s just imagination. I ended up getting another netbook, which I think has slightly better video playback than my old one which I’m going to have to sadly retire. I’m going to miss the little guy as I’ve been using it practically everyday. I have 29 study days left until my exam, so it’s time to put my nose to the grindstone.