Zhanga: February 29, 2004

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Sunday, February 29, 2004 (5 comments)

Interesting?

DaAnointed1 2002: Wassup
icydog1: hey
DaAnointed1 2002: Who is this?
DaAnointed1 2002: how are you?
icydog1: who is this... great question
icydog1: who are you?
DaAnointed1 2002: no, i asked first
icydog1: lol
icydog1: let me remind you who messaged who
DaAnointed1 2002: alright thats cool....but who are you
icydog1: i'm waiting
DaAnointed1 2002: You have to attend VSU
icydog1: y?
DaAnointed1 2002: because i got the name while i was in the Vsu you Lab
icydog1: what's a you lab?
DaAnointed1 2002: sorry Lab

His closing is even better:

DaAnointed1 2002: well bro nice meeting you, i guess you are finished talking to me, Love God!! Peace

Uh... yes... love God to you too. Bye.

11:05PM

Whoops, I forgot to thank someone for our victory at state. Thanks to Parkview for slaughtering us the past two years and giving us something to work towards. Without you guys, we wouldn't have practiced as much and would likely have been fried by Westminster or North Springs.

Storytime. There's this physics problem in the textbook having to do with this 272kg steel disk with 38 cm either radius or diameter (it really doesn't matter...), rotating at 14,000 rpm (holy freaking crap!). The objective is to test the thing so that if it breaks, the engineers can find out what went wrong. Well, the container busted. The 900 kg (!!!) lid blew off and went through the ceiling. The machine exploded into a mess. The door of the room flew into an adjacent parking lot. A lead brick in the container flew out and shot through a guy's kitchen. Some megajoules of energy were released. I asked Mary if she had taken a look at this problem, and her response was that it reminded her of ME when she read it. What!??!

Then another interesting story about my cell phone. This time, Mary didn't kill me. We were riding back from Milledgeville, and I noticed that Gene's number called me an hour or two ago (while I was asleep, presumably). So I ask Gene, "hey, do your parents know my cell number?" He says no. Then I say like three meaningless words (I forgot what they were) and guess what, my phone goes off. Now the mystery is how they got my number.

And holy crap, Gene's dad is the meanest/rudest person ever. I think the next time he tells me to drive slower than 5 mph I'm going to run him over at 6 mph and see if he can get out of the way quickly enough. When I asked him "is Gene home?" he told me "I don't know" and turned away. What kind of an asshole does that? I wouldn't even do that to the Devil. At the very least, I'd just lie and say no.

Then another interesting story about not a cell phone. Ronjon and Dragos were here working on mission possible, and Ronjon goes to get donuts. By this time, he'd been at my house for six hours and no one had called asking for him yet. Before he leaves, he says "hey what happens if my mom calls?" I didn't think it was going to happen and I told him I'd say he's in the bathroom. So he goes, and not 20 seconds after he goes upstairs, the phone rings. I joke to Dragos and say this has to be Ronjon's mom. Hey, guess who it was? So I told her that he was "maybe" at my house, and I went upstairs, and he had just left. So I told her he was probably in the bathroom.

I will not go to a strip place with you, especially if you are Drew. The true reason doesn't really have to do with Drew's "man who doesn't like boners" hypothesis. You know my attitude toward sluts. I might go there if I accidentally swallow arsenic pills and found out that my sister ate all the ipecac.

Good thing I used 8 and a half hours on mission possible, right? I think everything after this won't take as long. Now I really have time to do homework.

10:56PM

HELL YES!

STATE CHAMPIONS!!

I'd like to thank some people. Ms. DangitIforgothername (the one next to Mrs. Dutter's room), for letting us commandeer her room for an afternoon and practice. Ms. Boyd, for giving me that sheet about (of all inventions) the thermos bottle/Dewar flask, which was a question in the final round. Even Dragos gave me a funny look after that question. I want to thank Charles for reading and staying really late for us. Most of all, Mrs. Dutter, for staying really really late every time we practiced (which, because we aren't dorks, was like six hours every afternoon), for giving us food ("I guess all the popcorn was worth it"), for taking us there, for encouraging us... and a lot of other stuff. Yes, the one about encouraging us was such a blatant lie that I should be un-freedom-of-speech-ed for it.

It is absolutely unbelievable that something I learned in AP Euro would possibly show up in the final round of a science bowl tournament. Their questions were very good too, unlike the questions we practiced with and anticipated. The only questions anyone asked was like "Will there be any 'all of the above' or 'none of the above' answer choices?" and the answer was no. Our team jumped up because we were so happy that we would not be gayed by all of the above gayness.

Can you believe I actually didn't update this page for a whole day? Too busy with Gene and Ronjon preparing [ping-pong skills] to become state champs. That slacker Dragos just slept. Actually, it probably would have been nice if we slept too, but I'm not sure. That earth science/topspin that got crammed [into Ronjon's face] was far superior to sleep.

Last year, Parkview raped us in the first round and put us in the losers' bracket (double elim). Then later, after they got beaten by Westminster, we had to face them again. We were winning in the first half of the game, but then they came back and slaughtered us again.

This year, we played them twice again. Before the first encounter during the preliminary round-robin thing, we were both undefeated. The second time, we were both in the losers' bracket, again. The first time wasn't so bad, and we won by 14 points. The second time, our heart beats were getting very irregular and fast, our blood pressure was looking more like the answer to an ugly integration problem (like 84π/187), and our adrenal glands had become shriveled and dried up. Pat's heart would have exploded. That match was more intense than anything I've done in a long time. Then we won by four points and we experienced shock from sudden drop in blood pressure. I couldn't walk straight to the trash can to throw away tissues, and when I stood up I almost fell over due to the blood draining from my brain.

I started out the day with suck. Teams drew from a hat (well, not really a hat) to determine seating in the two round-robin things. Parkview drew before us, and we had a 2/5 chance of being with them. I am so skilled that my hand immediately gravitates toward one of the slips of paper that put us right next to Parkview. At first, I thought our first game was with them, which depressed everyone. Then we found out that I'm dumb and that we'd have 3 warm-ups before Parkview. The highlight was 202-8. In that game, Ronjon and some other kid tied for the opposing team's top scorer at four points apiece.

After the prelims and then lunch, which was full of fat, we played Westminster. We got screwed 54-60. The reason I say fat is because it seems like every time I eat anything fat, I suck at life. This seems to always happen more to teams that I'm on than the opposing teams, too. I QD'd and presented the other team with 8 or 12 points. That decided the match, of course. This is sounding like freshman year, when I decided the match against Parkview with a non-responsive computer science (back when they had computer science!). Something about twisted pair.

After the loss against Westminster was the Parkview game, which I had already mentioned. Funny thing is, we beat Parkview by such a narrow margin twice, but North Springs beat them like 70-30 (how did that happen?). Then we beat North Springs 128-12. Just wait until next year, when Parkview's all-junior team and our all-junior team gets together for the ultimate showdown. That will be the best game ever.

So then, the finals. We were in the losers' bracket and Westminster was undefeated, so it was going to be fun because we'd have to beat them twice. Apparently our one loss to them was a fluke.

It seems that we did better than everyone else toward the end. This means that our six-hour marathon training had an effect. They got tired after 8 rounds while we were just getting started.

And there was a snail question! The question was something about a parasite, and snail was an answer choice. Just for the record, Ducks and CiCis (it's funny - maybe I'll explain if you ask) did not appear in the question or answer choices of that question. You know, I wish I could use 3D modeling, or better yet, animation, to draw our little scene. That would be SO awesome.

Type I and Type II error. Don't you love descriptive names like this? I totally took a 50% chance on an early buzz on one of these. I think I was a little too jumpy. I'll probably take a stat textbook and read it for pleasure before May.

I fell asleep on the way back, and during my nap, I only woke up for 5 seconds. It seems funny to me that during those 5 seconds, nothing good happened, and I farted pretty loudly. I mentally slapped myself several times and pretended to have never woken up to avoid having to deal with Mrs. Dutter making fun of me.

She drove like 80 mph down some road. Exactly what you'd expect from her.

That reader who looked like Einstein looked less like Einstein this year. However, this was complemented by the addition of a Bill Gates.

Can't you just imagine the Devil when she finds out we're missing that exam for Nationals? "Whhhaaaaaaaaaatt? You're missing an AP exam for some important science thing where you can win calculators, laptops, and thousands of dollars???"

dropzero2000: stupid indian bastards

Leo's talking about Ronjon and the stupid Indian bastard on his team who didn't go to science bowl because he wanted to go to prom, which conflicts with nationals.

I have to go pee and blow my nose, so I'll stop writing now. I've used far too many tissues. The box of tissues I opened on Thursday night is only 1/5 full now.

Wow, I have so much "optional" homework this weekend. Chem homework, chem bonus, Euro DBQ, gay diction presentation thing... that's like eight hours. Hmm... I'm tempted to not do any of it.

By the way, to Dragos, Gay, and Dumb: SEG is due May 14. But the limit for historical sites is 2 visits @ 10 points apiece. Lame.

12:28AM

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