Sunday, 18 March 2007
That Which We Call GUI...
“Nowadays, computers adopt the GUI concept, often pronounced as Gooey”, said my lecturer.
My jaw must have dropped, because he quickly added “GUI stands for Graphics User Interface”...
Oh God, I am in trouble, because this is beginning to sound more and more alien to me, and this was only the second lesson of the semester. It frightens me to know that I need to read and understand three completely alien books in 15 weeks.
I wrote that (see above lar) about a couple of months ago...Guess what? I still feel that way...Barely surviving in my computer class...
Reading was no problem (Hey, I read everything from signboards to milk tins!), but understanding it was going to prove tricky.
If that is not bad enough, I actually have to study it well enough to re-produce the facts I stomach, in a way that the lecturer would understand and agree with.
I still remember that fateful day a few months ago when my programme advisor told me and my group of friends that we would have to sit for a subject known as ‘Introduction to Computer Studies and Information Processing’.
I could only blink, and nod stupidly.
Now that I am actually sitting for the classes, I seem to be doing a lot of nothing but blinking, and having my jaw drop involuntarily. Anyone who has actually seen my, ahem, Japanese (no offence guys, many people believe I hail from the Land of the Rising Sun, all thanks to my slits!) eyes going blink, blink, is sure to laugh.
For as long as I can remember, I have been hopeless at the computer, and all its paraphernalia never fail to amaze my not-capable-of-many-wired-equipment brain. When my dad first introduced the scanner to me a few years back, I looked for the ‘On’ button, and starred helplessly when I could not find it.
My younger brother, after a bout of laughter thinking of how useless his sister was with the computer, finally recovered enough to tell me you need not turn it ‘On’; you just plugged it in and click ‘Scan’.
Which brings us to another thing: I did not realize that computers were not able to tell fact from reality. As embarrassing as this might be, I only realised about two years ago that you could sign up for email using a fake name.
Do you know that up till today, if I want to burn a DVD, I have to bribe my brother? If I need to connect the external modem to my laptop, again, I look for my taller-than-me-by-one-head brother. The F1 in my books go “Nick, Help!”.
But for some weird reason, I work Power Point pretty well, when compared to all the other Microsoft applications. I sure hope that comes in handy one day!
I’m sure you can appreciate why this class is completely lost on me. Not that my lecturer is not good; he is, but it can’t be his fault if his student’s brains just cannot seem to absorb or comprehend anything, right?
I just found out my 'gang' in class might be dropping the subject this semester because, they like me, understand peanuts about this subject. They are going to retake it another time...
But I don't want to see his face again...Sigh...
Er, Gooey anyone?