Jann Demystifying Affects

A business data processing course I took for my major at Santa Rosa Junior College formed my basis of my mental health standing. My dream was the international reaching across business with me living comfortably where my heart resided, but the concept I picked up was the computer is only as good as what goes into it. GIGO, or Garbage In Garbage Out was if faulty, extraneous, or redundant data was entered into the system, the results would be in error and correction and redesign was necessary making a delay. I took BDP 52 knowing I was ill with something and I remained thoughtful and full of internalizing for self philosophy in my classes.

My environment was making me lonely, yet my heart of love wanted constant people and family bonds intact for the light when my dark period was traversed best. Keeping myself in an emotional dungeon regarding people who would be close felt like an injustice to me. GIGO was lonely because I was at the point of my breakdown and wanted to experience love. My head swam with delusions when my awkward behavior needed a relationship to converse. The de facto GIGO observed in clients arrested in human development and maintaining their tawdry life of substance abuse, etc. is kept by the cultural "salad bowl" of like friends together.

It seems like most people with mentally illness need to change their life around in addictions, jail, and honesty and would best find supports to a healthy lifestyle. I arrived at my mid century a better man with grown family closer than when I was a teenager and with important accomplishments under my belt. My then-part time church employee and student set out for change with my life at my application of the inception of GIGO, and administering my life path has succeeded mostly in affecting the status quo in self and government. There is always more for achievement and in relations like a young at heart person I remain.