let's start with a four-word horror story: signals and systems laboratory. it has haunted so many young souls to this date and continues to do what it does best. this time, it was different because i was the one about to be haunted. but thanks to github.com and a fourth grader (don't tell kozat this one pls I beg you), the 2021 EE cohort has found ways to survive and reasons to live. i sat down in front of the computer to complete the remaining %80 of the lab assignment. well guess what, it was fucking hard. still determined to overcome the task, i started going over the steps in last year's report (copying, in other words) until i noticed something wrong. there was a mistake in the Fourier Series Coefficient Integral™. i decided to take the integral by myself, which I have never done in 21 years of my life, due to the existence of WolframAlpha. i used the Integration By Parts Technique™ TWICE. don't get me wrong, this stuff is pretty easy, but I'm just about that lazy. anyhow, like i was saying, i took the integral and felt so divine at the sudden. i did not belong to where i am. so i decided to go from the cultured people's path. i stepped out of my apartment, went to the closest Migros which is like 15 meters away, and picked up the cheapest wine. i returned to my apartment with quick steps, and poured some wine into the glass. in that moment i knew that i had to listen to some of the cultured people's music. or else everything would have gone to waste. this playlist was a perfect fit; it included some hits from 80s, a glimpse of classical music, and piano/violin covers of the songs i loved was the cherry on top. taking sips from the wine (even it sucked because i bought the cheapest one. why? im not even broke (yet)) teleported me to another planet. i was a different person. i loved wine and i hated beer (i will still marry you in exchange for a case of carlsberg). after an hour of bipolar disorder, i have received a text. i was invited to a halı saha match. poof, snap back to reality. the old alp was back at it again. i replied saying that i would be there. who the fuck can say no to a halı saha match? if you can, well, i have some bad news for you.
i wish jesus could be my friend. the man could turn water into wine, what else do you expect from a friend?