Dear Diary,
I've been doing good these days. My seven-day avg on sleep quality is good. Although yesterday was bad. And the day after my bday too :P. Over the past few days, I renewed my interest in voice UI, although it looks like it wouldn't really take off. I mean idk why, i'm hung up over the technology even though in most likelihood it will be a dead end. There's something about it that keeps me going back.
In other news, I got a purse and dress top from siri for my bday. The purse is too blingy for my tastes, but i'll keep it safe. Arihant's book looks like rumi's poetry adapted for 21st century. I read a few pages, but i loved the illustrations the most. I'm reminded of my nursery rhymes book.
Workwise, I have been trying to get into ML and DS but i got bored soon, I mean what's the point of learning algorithms if you dont have an idea to apply them somewhere? Then i came across computational social science. And its something to do with understanding society and trends in human history with the help of computerscience. With these models we can simulate societies and populations and see how they behave in certain conditions. Basically data science applied to sociology. So I have decided to restart DS and ML with this topic in mind. The lecturer is very interesting to listen to. He's from UC Davis. Maybe one day I'll be lucky enough to bump into him.
And today afternoon Balu called out of the blue for some help with UX design. He's in healthcare tech doing some ML research in Singapore. He wanted some help with demoing a use case along with some patent filing. I helped him out with some options and then we veered into tech and books and more boring shit for a couple hours.
I remember the time when I'd gush and have butterflies in my stomach when I'd talk to him. Oh, all the stupid shit I did just to talk to him. LOL. In the old days,I'd have had a heart attack if he initiated a conversation with me. Anyway, I'm glad that phase is over. I think it is a universal college phenomenon, to feel intimidated and attracted to a senior who has all the right qualities of your dream boat. Whatever. It feels good to grow up and know the feelings are behind me. Offcourse its a joy to talk to someone who shares the same interests as you. But its not terrifying. I can actually focus on the conversation than the fact that the person is having a conversation with me.
What else...I keep telling myself I should be nicer to achamma and stop with the sarcastic answers to her demented q's. But i keep blurting them out. I'm not annoyed or anything at her. Just very neutral. I cant bring myself to feel anything. Anyway I'll try to be nicer.
That's it for now.
I'm gonna go make pasta now :D
Sayonara
M