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I had a dream one night. At first I thought it was a nightmare because I was dreaming that I was at school, and dreams where I am at a school never turn out well. However, this one was different. In this dream, I was in Pascal and had just logged into one of the computers. And... and... it was glorious. I was actually able to get logged in! And it took less than fifteen minutes! And I had access to my network drives! I was going to be able to actually Get Things Done! And... then I woke up. I wept.
Ah, I remember those days. The days when the DigiPen network was stable and reliable and useable. Those were good days. I miss those days. The days of my dreams.
(Note: I didn't really have a dream like this because, honestly, it still would have been a pretty lame dream. This was just a fictional story intended to express my frustration at the piece of crap that is the DigiPen network most of the time. I'm sure that you'd already figured that out though.)
Ah, I remember those days. The days when the DigiPen network was stable and reliable and useable. Those were good days. I miss those days. The days of my dreams.
(Note: I didn't really have a dream like this because, honestly, it still would have been a pretty lame dream. This was just a fictional story intended to express my frustration at the piece of crap that is the DigiPen network most of the time. I'm sure that you'd already figured that out though.)
