Final Results 05/06

Boa noite. Há uns dias, recebi a ultima nota do ano: Comunicações Digitais. Exame que na verdade foi bem mais acessivel do que eu pensava e acabou por ser uma cadeira que se fez com mais à vontade do que esperava. Nao foi de facto o bicho de sete cabeças que tanto ouvia falar. Acabei a cadeira com 12. Not bad Scotty.

Final Results 05/06:

1º Semestre
Comunicações Móveis: 13
Interligação de Redes I: 10(ainda tou a pensar se faça melhoria este ano ou nao)
Programação 3: 13
Análise de Sinais e Sistemas: 15
Aplicações para Redes Globais 1: 15

2º Semestre
Sistemas Operativos 1: 14
Sistemas Operativos 2: 13
Sociedade, Profissão e Ética: 14
Organização e Gestão de Empresas: 10(com um dia de estudo pah)
Interligação de Redes 2: 11
Comunicações Digitais: 12

Em termos de total de cadeiras feitas, este foi até agora o meu melhor ano e provavelmente já nao devo ter oportunidade para fazer tanta cadeira por ano. Voltei a ter um segundo semestre bom, tal como aconteceu o ano passado, qd também fiz 6 cadeiras. E agora é despachar o que falta, 3 cadeiras que restam e o bacharel é meu.

Farewell, Senhor Engenheiro.

Deixo-vos com a musica que oiço no momento, um grande clássico dos Nirvana...



In Bloom

" Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands

He’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
don't know what it means
When I say
He’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
don't know what it means
and I say yeah

We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom

He’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
don't know what it means
When I say
He’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
don't know what it means
and I say yeah

He’s the one
who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he dont know what it means
dont know what it means
When I say
He’s the one
who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he dont know what it means

dont know what it means
dont know what it means
dont know what it means

When I say yeah "