Ari Does Unhackathon 2014 (Live) – DAY 2

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You couldn’t resist more, could you? Welcome back to NYC, to unhackathon, and to my mind.

Check out YESTERDAY.

SATURDAY

00:20 – Settled in my host’s dorm, and taking a break to write up a day summary for yesterday. Yummy food in my belly, and reliable wifi in my electronics: life is good.

00:42 – Just finished a long argument with my hosts about Canadian Thanksgiving, and had to prove that US Thanksgiving is equally as arbitrary. We just have ours earlier because our harvest is earlier (winter is coming, kids).

1:21 – As my writing ability grinds to a halt, I think it’s time for bed. Oh boy, sleeping on the floor time! See you in a few hours, hackers.

7:10 – Hackathon time! My belly’s rumbling and I’m ready to check out the venue (please have food please have food).

9:21 – Opening ceremony swag, we’ve got lots of cool people from all different places and fields. YOU READY? WOOO. GET HYPED!

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9:26 – We get to colour our own t-shirts? SWAG. Hackers, release your inner artist. Creativity at its finest!

9:31 – Lesson: Vowels are not cool. Ordr > Order. The fact that O is a vowel is irrelevant.

9:59 – Let’s HACK! This is a tight squeeze though; everyone’s going to get real “cozy”. I’m super excited to see what people make. Tweet @arielle_van with your updates!

10:13 – My team’s getting set up and ready to roll in Rails. Backend well underway! How are you doing?

10:19 – You know what sucks? Loading bars with timers suck. “3 minutes, 9 minutes, 8 minutes, 12 minutes, 2 minutes, 5 minutes…” COME ON MAN. That’s not how time works. Figure it out. Can someone write me a script so I don’t see these irritating “time” estimates?

10:44 –

“We have no errors because everything is perfect. We’ll pay for that later.”

10:50 –

“NOBODY touches my database”  – Bloomberg rep

11:44 – My teammates have brought out the redbull. The thing with caffeine: once you start, you can’t stop. Drink up to avoid the crash! When are you starting your caffeine streak?

11:49 –

“We’re all here to learn and f*** up.”

12:04 – My team is almost all set up for backend, gonna jump into ideation and design soon. YAY. You know you’ve made progress when some of your commits are called “Try to fix Jared’s f***up”. Getting hungry; my caffeine-pumped-up body needs some food/fuel sometime soon.

12:21 – Workflow and structure time: all hail whiteboards!

I <3 whiteboard walls.

I heart whiteboard walls.

16:07 – Afternoon Coding Update

This afternoon, my team whiteboarded it up, and got our whole hack planned out. We’re doing a team-matching software in Rails! Really weird to see just how many views and things are involved in even a simple app. Yikes!

I took a selfie, too:

Yay organizers!

Yay organizers!

I learned about all these crazy technologies that apparently exist, like git and trello. Super cool what you can do working in teams.

After, I started working on our basic HTML layout files. This is my first time working with HTML extensively, so that’s interesting. Bootstrap is a life-saver. If I were going to sleep tonight, I think I’d be dreaming in divs…

16:11 – I ate an oreo in one bite.

17:23 – That feeling of satisfaction when you realize that the thing you’ve been working on for hours is being done properly…YAY. Learning so much HTML. The only thing that’s bothering me is the code layout; HTML seems so crowded to me.

17:25 – Red bull has been broken out. Awh yeah. Get hyped! Buzzbuzzbuzzbuzzbuzzbuzzbuzzzzzzzzz. Our team has 36 commits (many of which are fixing failures, but oh well). And, I now know what commit means! I’ve also finished 4/12 preliminary HTML layouts.

18:21 – 9/12 layouts! Changed clothing into a super-huge Bloomberg shirt, no big (well, yes big. Haha. Funny. Not.). Amidst my dreams of divs and Bootstrap, I’m starting to think about dinner. Loving that this hackathon has real food!

Also, we signed up for our T-Shirt Design session! That’s right, we get to paint our own shirts. Such creativity very design much wow.

19:00 – One. More. HTML. Gah. Seriously people, come talk to me about what you’re doing! Save me from the divs! I’ll take a selfie and put it in the blog too!

19:54 – Very happy hacker over here: I finished my HTML layouts! During my breaks, I showed bewildered Americans Canadian money, ate Laffy Taffy (banana yummm), and sang the Canadian national anthem in French to prove that I’m “actually from Canada”. Next up, dinner!

22:13 – Just made my first “commit” ever! :DDDDDDD

Ari Does Unhackathon 2014, Play-By-Play – DAY 1

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Ready for live updates, tweets, late-night insights from Unhackathon in NYC? Of course you are.

FRIDAY

9:44 – On board the train with 2 other McGill hackgirls. None of us have been to NYC, and we have a whole night to kill! Such exploration! But first, 10hr train ride. Rita and Shanna have started brainstorming “super cute” ideas. Looks like a kind of comment feed system?

9:58 – Screaming baby. SOS. Shhhhhhh child shhhh. In other news, Rita and Shanna are arguing about colours in true #hackgirl style.

10:38 – I just found out why my computer was always completely full! Damn “Application Support” files. Just deleted 28 000 files, and now my computer starts up without complaining about how full it is. Ah, 11GB of freedom. I’m gonna work on some personal Android projects for a little bit.

10:55 – Getting ready for the US of A, we roll into customs with our classy Canadian passports. Did you know they smell like maple syrup and moose?

Canadians crossing the border! Watch out USA!

Canadians crossing the border! Watch out USA!

12:03 – Been sitting at customs for an hour waiting for people with non-North American passports to cough up money to get into the country. ‘Murica. Rita is going to eat me if the Café Car doesn’t open soon.

12:30 – WIFI! FOOD! MOVING AGAIN! HYPE!

HYPE!

HYPE!

12:55 – Questionable American train food choices: giant plain-as-can-be bagel, wrap that contains half bacon, and, the kicker, a microwave “processed cheese-product”burger.

The lovely selection.

The lovely selection.

Cheese? Maybe?

Cheese? Maybe?

14:13 – It’s kinda pretty down here. Some nice views from the train:

Still water, Vermont in the background.

Still water, Vermont in the background.

I'm on a boat.

I’m on a boat.

Pretty hackgirl, pretty view.

Pretty hackgirl, pretty view.

14:26 – WIFI! I’m WordPressing, and Shanna is learning Node. The internet goes in spurts of dial-up slow and Google-office fast (I have no idea what Google’s speeds are, but I’m assuming they’re pretty quick). Oh well, at least it’s free?

Working hard, hardly working...

Working hard, hardly working…

15:44 – The train, the view, the food in your belly…a recipe for sweet dreams. It’s naptime. Kids, I have a lesson for you. Don’t talk to your fellow hackers about fonts before sleeping. May cause disturbing images of serif fonts (Garamond ftw) using claws to fight with one another. No, doctor, I’m not crazy. Shhh.

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Sleep tight; don’t let the serifs bite.

17:00 – The sun is starting to set and it burns my eyes. The curtain (this sucker is straight outta ’59) provides no respite. The struggle is real. In other news, I think we’re near Albany. Wherever that is. Does anyone even live in the rest of the State of New York?

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The struggle is real. I think I’m a vampire.

17:21 – THEY’RE LETTING US OFF THE TRAIN FOR A BREAK! HALLELUJAH! FREE AT LAST! But wait, when we get back on the train, there’ll be an additional 100 passengers to contribute to the delicious smell and temperature of these cars? Mmmm. Love it. Basking in the aroma of close human contact.

17:42 – During the brief venture into the outdoors, Rita and I ran upstairs to a little convenience store where I wowed the cashier with a hot new technology: credit cards with chips. Seriously America? Keep up! We also took selfies for you:

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Try to look normal…

...or not.

…or not.

18:00 – Why does SHE get to be the normal looking one???

Maybe it's Maybelline.

Maybe it’s Maybelline.

18:12 – WHAT IS THIS? A bird? A plane? A vertical train? Superman? A beanstalk? A rocket? Am I going to die?

Up up up, can only go up from here.

Up up up, can only go up from here.

18:43 – America: let’s have a chat. Why do you eat so much? Literally every portion size is bigger than Canada. Let’s talk about Twix bars: why don’t you package them by the portion? I could see maybe packing in twos, like we do in Canada, because that’s kinda what your name is based off, twins. Cool. But no, you’re determined to shove 4 SERVINGS in a package, and label it “per serving”. Really? Who needs 440 calories of “cookie bars”? (And if you’re wondering: yes, I ate them all, and yes, they were delicious. No shame.)

Gotta eat 'em all.

Gotta eat ’em all.

19:34 – The “OMG WE’RE AN HOUR AWAY!!!!!!!!!” selfie series:

Cute, but wait...

Cute, but wait…

...nope. Crazy.

…nope. Crazy.

19:51 – HALF HOUR LEFT SELFIE!

We have moustaches because we are better than you.

We have moustaches because we are better than you.

21:00 – We have arrived! We met with our lovely hosts, and the hackathon overlord Jon Gottfried (from MLH). Jon did a fantastic job of saving the hackathon world as we know it while making sure I didn’t get hit by cars while jaywalking.

We're here...let's scream!

We’re here…let’s scream!

21:30 – Here beggineth a tour of epic proportions, from Times Square to the Library to Grand Central Station, and finally to a place with food other than microwave cheeseburgers. I won’t bore you with the details and my super-tourist pictures, but I’ll give a huge shout-out to Jon and company from Major League Hacking: thanks for a great hacker welcome! First impression: I feel short. Why are the buildings so tall? I know in Montreal we have limits on height, but I didn’t realize it made THAT much of a difference.

The last supper (before our bodies turn into caffeine-powered coding machines)

The last supper (before our bodies turn into caffeine-powered coding machines)

23:54 – I’ve arrived with my lovely NYU host, Freia, and I’m settling down for the night. Pfft, nonsense. I’m downloading software I might need tomorrow, writing blog posts, and trying to plan how to best budget my time in NYC. Sleep is for the weak. And the week (because hackathons are on the weekend…get it? Haha. Funny. Not funny?).

Check out my DAY 2 post for a continuation.

Live news on Twitter, @arielle_van.

Moving In, Moving Up, Moving Away

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After your first 12 years of school, “Back to School” becomes less about Duo-tangs and pencil crayons and more about IKEA and leases. This weekend, Montreal’s collective stress level has risen 200% amidst the U-Hauls and damage deposits. I had the joy of partaking in the great student migration this fall, and am now enjoying the writing atmosphere of the quiet corner of my suburban apartment. This place has a couple key perks:

 


 

Living Alone

To co-habit or not to co-habit? Personally, I’m revelling in my ability to waltz around naked, sleep at weird times, and leave my jar of Nutella unguarded. 

Let’s face it: the idea of becoming besties with your roomie is a huge lie. There’s a 99% chance you’ll thoroughly hate someone and all of their weird living habits after 2-12 months of shacking together. When they cook that smelly food you hate, when they don’t buy their own peanut butter, when they have that friend with the annoying laugh over the night before your exam, when they lock themselves out while you’re on a date … roommates are often not worth the trouble.

Finances pushes many university students to share their living spaces and sanity. However, there are alternatives (check out my second point below) which can keep both your bank balance and face far from that angry shade of red.

 


 

Suburbia

Yesterday, Friday, the streets of Montreal were flooded with drunk 18-year-olds in ripped-up, beer-stained shirts screaming chants and profanities in a supposed display of school spirit. Pan camera 1km south: the sun sets in silence on posh diners and tranquil citizens. 

I don’t have any issues with going out and partying (hey, I’m still young!), but I must say that having an escape is absolutely amazing. No one’s going to disturb my Saturday night blogging over here.

The sight of trees and puppies and babies and cute old couples and stuff is pretty refreshing too. I’ve been thrown back into the real world after a year of illusions in the student bubble. It’s nice to feel part of a “real-world” community as well as my school community.

 


 

I’m hoping to not have to do this again for a few years, but in the meantime I think I’ll get rid of some of this junk I had to lug all the way here. I feel like a hoarder surrounded by all these boxes.

Signing off from suburbia.

PS. It’s still eerily quiet. Next step: make local friends.