Zhanga: March 2004
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Wednesday, March 31, 2004 (2 comments)
I definitely ate a ticket today. "Illegal parking" or some junk like that.
THE *PERFECT* BOYFRIEND
Hair color: 680-720 nm
Eye color: ~470 nm
Height: 150 cm < h < 180 cm
Sixpack: You mean sixteenpack?
...
Ok so that was the most useless thing I've done today. For me, these are generally even more boring to read than the usual surveys (and that's saying a lot). I'm now waiting for Drew to tell me that I don't have a penis. I know it's coming.
I just woke up from a 2 hour nap. I think I'll go back to sleep now, this time in my bed.
9:36PM
Tuesday, March 30, 2004 (9 comments)
Today was pretty sucky. That video in Euro was... wait... what video?
Yesterday on the way back from the math tournament was great. Besides CiCi complaining every minute about how she was about to die, Yujing had an awesome moment. We're talking about entropy, the Big Bang, and why it could or couldn't have happened. Then randomly I say "I know what doesn't reduce entropy!" which doesn't make any sense at all. What did I have in mind? He started laughing, and somehow managed to guess that it was a fart. Well, it was less of a guess than a "I KNOW what you're thinking." I have no idea how that happened.
I think like a lot of people for some reason. Like, Charles and I seem to always understand each other even when the one talking has only gotten half the sentence out. Even if it's a periodic sentence! BAM! Now I'm thinking about how it would take Jess 5 tries to understand the words I say (because my English sounds like Chinese or some other useless American excuse) while it'd take Charles half a try. Hmm... haha
Gene has inspired me to create the greatest AIME question of all time:
Two positive integers m and n are relatively prime with m < n. If you randomly guess m and n out of all possible relatively prime combinations of positive integers, then the probability that you will get this question right can be expressed as m/n. Find m + n.
That one had more than a few problems with it. Here's the less funny (or is it?) version that seems to actually make sense to me:
Two relatively prime positive integers p and q are randomly selected. If f and g are randomly selected according to the same criteria (relatively prime positive integers), then the probability that p + q will equal f + g can be expressed as m/n, where m and n are relatively prime positive integers. Find m + n.
I'm done for today, I think.
9:53PM
Monday, March 29, 2004 (3 comments)
Confirmation of Dutter-to-idiot beatdown:
Dutter: "You shouldn't have to deal with this."
[complaining between Mrs. Dutter and me]
Me: "Well... she did say sorry, and David did a few times too."
Dutter: "REALLY?!? What I said must have had some effect then."
Yeah, Mrs. Dutter's on my side.
She also got the fuel cell powered car today. You know what we'll be doing all of spring break...
The plan for the TEB (which Morgan and I hastily made a little while ago) just before finals goes like this. Right after we get out, we all rush to Mrs. Dutter's house (which we will locate before then) and set up camp in her yard somewhere. She'll come back, and we can have signs up saying "WE LOVE YOU MRS DUTTER" or "Gene's Death Camp Here" or stuff like that. And we've also gotta steal her missile. We can point it towards her driveway entrance... lol and I've also got some Ducs that we can label with charges. Anyone have emf stalks?
10:04PM
Why do people waste my time?
MclarenFirebird: how did u do at state?
icydog1: 3rd to last
MclarenFirebird: yeah i heard
Me: this random guy
Eva: u?
Me: no i am not this random guy
I searched for critical point on Google images search and was very disappointed when the first page was filled with anime porn instead of phase diagrams. What kind of dumb anime name is "Critical Point"?
Why does the chemistry book and that packet use nonsymmetrical instead of asymmetrical? Is the former even a word? Either way, I think it'd be easier and simpler to use asymmetrical.
I'd like to call attention to Dutter's missile for anyone who has not seen it. Yes, missile. It's about 8 feet tall. I asked her why she has a missile because I always ask her useful questions, and she told me it was because she had taken it out of her closet and forgot to put it back. What!?? Who randomly has missiles in their closets?? I know I don't! And probably never will. I mean, a spy should have small, easily concealed devices, right? Not a big missile! You can't be like... hey this guy looks like he's a spy patrol, so let me put this 8 foot missile into my pocket. Then again, I feel like I'm underestimating Mrs. Dutter. She can probably teleport herself and the missile before anything could happen to either of them.
While Tricia and I were at Borders, this guy who Tricia apparently last saw in 8th grade comes up to us. After they talk a little, he says something about nice watch, and I look up and he's looking at me. I give him a confused thanks (it's just a watch...), and Tricia says sarcastically (or so I hope, because once again, it's a watch) that it's hot. Then he agrees non-sarcastically. As soon as he walks away, Tricia bombards me with a bunch of "HAHAHHA HE WAS HITTING ON YOU!!" This causes her to begin talking to Bobby Feingold (to ask him whether that guy is gay), which was amusing, but wasted a lot of time. So I blame the time wastage on the first gay one.
Also while she's talking to Bobby, she's like, "Hey are you looking for a Korean guy? Or actually, Chinese?" I gave her a face and she stopped. I'm not gay, Whore. But I know who is!! He is "fuckass," if you're still wondering. That word is so funny. It makes me laugh every time I think about it.
12:23AM
Sunday, March 28, 2004 (2 comments)
I woke up at 12:10. That's more sleep last night than I got all of last week...
Seems that Pizzle is very into it. I made a very fast message board solely for the purpose of arguing about this Republican: http://icydog.no-ip.com/toast/ [link is now dead]. Go into the "Stuff" forum.
Now it's time to do Busy Work before I get together with Tricia and do the fun DBQ. Actually, I don't think it'll be that bad. We got lucky enough to get the WWII topic.
3:40PM
Saturday, March 27, 2004 (13 comments)
Mrs. Fischler was very nice to me today and apologized for going ballistic on me yesterday. David apologized not once, but twice for his mom's behavior. Either Dutter gave her the beatdown, or keeping a nice tone on the phone is actually useful. David is also surprisingly reliable in Frisbee, more so than David Wu or David Me.
I start the day by waking up at 6:55 when I hear a funny sound in my dream, which turned out to be Charles calling me (oops, misplaced modifier). So we were a little later than expected, but not late to the thing. Charles and I carry the trebuchet in, and 5 minutes later, I realize I don't have my phone. So I look for my keys when I realize... crap, I had left it in the lock on the trunk. I run back, and surprisingly my stuff is still there. And I forgot to mention that somehow I paralleled 0.3" (back) and 0.6" (front) from the curb. I had fun getting out because I could turn the front wheels effectively.
The next good thing was Astronomy getting canceled because some dumb teacher didn't show up. That's the only event I did well in at regionals, and the only one [Gene and] I raped last year. Physics lab was also canceled. These two Stupids killed our team score.
[insert 17 failures here and a 1st place to Dragos and Gene on Cell Biology (nice!)]
On the way back, I decided that I would never drive on the highway again after an exhausting day. I didn't fall asleep as bad as last time, but my mind was wanting to shut down very badly.
And holy crap the funniest black lady ever happened to Charles and me. I'm at this left turn which just turns yellow. There's a car going through the intersection so obviously I can't go. She honks at me while this moving car is in directly in front of me (by this time I have even released the brakes). So I get pissed. We go down this 2 lane road in different lanes, and I decide I want to get in front of her and annoy the hell out of her. Well, this doesn't happen immediately because she accelerates about twice as fast as I did or could. Charles meanwhile is cracking up at my car's patheticness (not to say that I'm not). But then there is a red light, and being as crazy as she is, she changes into my lane because the line is one car shorter. It just so happens that the guy to the right of me drives really slowly. So I just parallel him for about half a mile, while Charles and I laugh our heads off at the frustrated lady behind us. Then the guy speeds up, or something happens (I don't remember), because then there is this 20 foot gap between my car and the one in front of me. I step on it really hard, but we were going up a hill. I had no chance of closing the gap. Meanwhile, this lady is also mashing it and gets beside me. Somehow she manages to get into this 20 foot (now like 17) foot gap without killing anything. I slammed the horn and stuck my middle finger up to the windshield for the next quarter mile. Unfortunately, this provoked no reply.
I'm going to sleep now. Seriously. Look at the time =)
Oh, have fun, Spain kids.
7:18PM
Sorry about the really crappy answers to the last thing. I'll make more interesting and creative answers next time.
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Dutter said "good, now I don't have to redo Ronjon's NHS recommendation form" when I told her that he's going. Maybe that will make Gay's dad happy.
I can't wait until this crap Science Olympiad is over... such a waste of time, especially dealing with crap like this:
If you don't know Fischler, don't read the stuff below.
I took M. Fischler off of the list for astronomy. He got really mad. His mom was incredibly mad. She called me to waste 25 minutes of my time (when I was pressed for time already anyways) and cell minutes, and told me that it's ridiculous and "shitty" treatment for me to tell him the day before that he's removed from the event. He deserves to do it because he did everything he was supposed to, studied a lot, put stuff on the laptop, etc etc (major BS). Yes, I admit that I should have told him earlier. But he was only on the list in the first place because Gene had a scheduling problem and I thought that M. Fischler > 0. I was badly mistaken.
Before regionals, he did not study at all. It was readily apparent in his lack of understanding of 1st-grade-Dragos-concepts (you can replace Dragos with Chang or Vincent if you like). Not to mention that nothing on the computer worked and it only wasted time. By not contributing to half a question and also wasting my time, he should not earn a spot on this event. So why is Dragos replacing him even though he is already doing like 5 other events? Because the worst case scenario is that Dragos falls asleep and does not annoy me. However, the more likely scenario is that Dragos knows a lot more that I do, and thus can contribute negative infinity times more to the team than Michael could. Why should a Fischler get a first place medal for almost taking away one from me? I feel cheated.
This funny mom sounded so angry and threatening. The fury, threats, complete lack of respect, and unnecessary obscenities gave me an awesome impression. Would you talk this way to Mrs. Dutter? I think not. I'm sure Mrs. Dutter will enjoy this story, as she enjoys all stories about all stupid people and their stupid acts. By personally insulting me, she has secured an assurance that the possibility of Michael doing astronomy will not exist next year and for as long as I have influence over Science Club. And I have a feeling that this will be throughout all of his high school career.
I did take out Dragos and put Michael back on though, because I had to get going and so had to get this lady off the phone as quickly as I could. If we miss a Mars moon question because of the lack of Dragos, I'm going to be so freaking mad.
However, trying to scare me many times with "and I WILL tell Ms. Dutter tomorrow" will not get anyone anywhere. Do you think Mrs. Dutter will do something to me because I attempted to increase our chances of winning? Actually, would she do anything to me for anything short of firebombing her house? I will enjoy this complaint thoroughly. It will be the highlight of the day today.
Practically the only thing worse she could have done was to make a racist remark against Chinamen. Now that would not have ended up pretty.
Today is going to be incredibly unproductive...
12:45AM
Friday, March 26, 2004 (4 comments)
I'm gay and bored and don't want to do homework and I'm going to bed now.
10 bands you've seen live:
I'm uncultured.
09 things you're looking forward to:
9. NOT Saturday (Science Olympiad)
8. Death
7. Death of the Devil
6. Chinese World Domination
5. Sleep
4. May 24 or whenever it is
3. May 12 or so, end of AP exams
2. April 29, Nationals!!
1. This evening.
08 things you wear daily:
8. boxers
7. shirt
6. pants
5. hair
4. what the hell
3. what the hell
2. what the hell
1. what the hell
07 things that annoy you:
7. people
6. The Devil
5. Busywork
4. Mr. Cain
3. Missionaries
2. Denial
1. Yük
06 things you touch every day:
6. my keyboard & mouse
5. MEAT. As in food! What were you thinking, Dumb?
4. pencil
3. paper
2. air
1. what the hell
05 things you do every day:
5. not sleep
4. homework
3. complain
2. eat meat
1. dream
04 people you want to spend more time with:
4. Gene
3. Ronjon
2. Dutter
1. You know who.
03 movies you could watch over and over:
3. Flubber
2. what the hell
1. what the hell
02 of your favorite songs at this moment:
2. I'm not even going to start
1. because of all the humiliation it will cause
01 person you could spend the rest of your life with:
1. Myself.
1:49PM
Thursday, March 25, 2004 (1 comment)
Good Akbar:
NyCbased989: china > india
NyCbased989: CHINESE > INDIAN
11:28PM
Tonight I will study for the US essay, do math homework, and sleep.
Sounds like a good plan, until all the distractions (or distraction) are (is) considered.
Nothing good happened today, by the way. Except Edelstein... he said he wanted to make me wear a different shirt. Apparently this "Long Dong" is offensive? I have no idea how this could be. No idea at all...
And then Wilcox made his speech for historian. He said he would bring the academic bowl into a renaissance..... then Edelstein says something beginning "well considering that the website hasn't been updated since the Renaissance..."
So besides that, nothing worthwhile happened.
LuLu436: PeAcE**~~~~~~~~;lkasdljsadljk something asian bye!!!!!!!!!
11:17PM
Wednesday, March 24, 2004 (4 comments)
Dutter was really nice yesterday. Well, scratch the "yesterday" and replace it with "every day." Anyways, I asked her about these rumors that she was leaving, and she said that she'd leave the year after we leave. Then she said the awesomest thing ever, which went like "I saw that you guys did really well freshman year, and I said to myself, 'well, I can take this for another few years.'" SWEET!! Do you think maybe she's including Gene in the "you guys"? Actually, I don't think she had met him at the time. That's good, because she might have made a different decision. In other words, she would have said "eww Gene, I'm leaving NOW."
Then again, that really sucks for the freshmen and sophomores this year. Like, REALLY suck. They won't get to have this super ownage lady. But this could [oddly enough] be viewed from a positive standpoint if you're dumb. I think Dutter would have a field day (or year) with all the retards who will take physics (and Emag aka Spinning Vectors). We all know how much she loooves dumb people. You know, like the fun she has with Rank3 in our class just about every day.
And here's something that makes Dutter own beyond comprehension: she's got this plastic ribbon thing with grooves on it, and one end is tied to a plastic cup. You run you fingernail down the ribbon, and it talks. She has ones that say "Kiss me, you fool," "my eyes are only for you," "I'm a jackass," and the really ownage one that laughs like CiCi.
Ronjon made an awesome comment today in my car and was/is clueless. Best comment ever, except part of it is more than slightly offensive to me ("at least you're not like ___ and...") though it was as funny as the Devil trying to resist the temptation of "little" meals. Dragos and I laughed at it. This is neither an Indian joke nor a Kristen joke, by the way.
Why does my luck suck so badly? I guessed 243 and 053 as answers on the AIME that were (as given by a reliable source) 241 and 055. Dang it. Looks like I got a 4 on this thing. Better than average! Sadly. I guess this is made up for by the fact that I got one right only because of the compass, ruler, and graph paper. This is so embarrassing. If I get a 1 next year, which I'm on track for, then I think I'm just going to suicide by stealing our favorite lady's donuts (or babies).
KT... GRRRR lol why can't you be stupid like everyone else??!
I detect fun coming up pretty soon.
7:37PM
Tuesday, March 23, 2004 (5 comments)
I failed the AIME. Craig, Dragos, Masashi, Fanoe, and I were in the room at the end. We put down the same answer for none of the problems. After working together for a little while, we managed to agree on two or three of them. That was rape.
[20:40:07] ManOfAwesome: "they are different things" "i dont understand
your math"
[20:40:10] ManOfAwesome: 2 best quotes ever
[20:40:14] icydog1: lol
[20:40:18] icydog1: different BASES
[20:40:18] icydog1: lol
[20:40:21] ManOfAwesome: oh
[20:40:22] ManOfAwesome: yes
[20:40:22] icydog1: i should have said
[20:40:28] icydog1: ALL YOUR BASE ARE BESONG TO US
[20:40:28] ManOfAwesome: "all your base are belong to us"
Do we just own or what?? (check the last timestamp) This is about the Herman Cain guy, that African-American Georgia Republican running for Senate. This must have been the most intense eighty minutes this week. Unfortunately I wasn't awake for the first thirty minutes because someone *cough* decided to slack off and not come and keep me awake. (and I asked if it was 2-3 hours and they laughed at me lol)
So he's talking about stuff while I'm asleep, and then he opens up for questions. A few questions are asked, and sometime after this, I wake up and the story begins.
Ronjon begins the fun by asking a question about how Medicare will be funded if taxes go from 30% to 23%. At this point, I find out Cain had said that he would like to eliminate income taxes completely, and in its place, institute a federal sales tax. So he says that the 30% income tax will be replaced by a 23% federal sales tax. He said and confirmed this over and over. So with that out of the way, on to my question.
In response to Ronjon, he had said that the government will still receive the same amount of tax money as it does today with the 30% tax. Now, this makes no logical sense. (23%)(Sales)=(30%)(Income) - solve for Sales and it comes out as (30/23)*Income. So I followed up with a question that went something like "If the government is to make the same amount of money from a 23% sales tax as it does today from a 30% income tax, then wouldn't there have to be more sales than income?"
He looked at me and told me he didn't get what I was saying. I repeated myself in what I thought were clearer terms. It elicited a blank, confused look, and then the best response ever.
"I don't understand your math."
Whispers and noises all of a sudden spread through the previously silent room at an almost alarming rate. He had just made a complete fool of himself.
He replied over and over again, at least three times, that income and spending are two different "bases." (refer to Ronjon convo at the beginning) Maybe this has some meaning in economics that I'm not familiar with. But to me, spending can't be 30/23 times the income. You can't just generate money like that.
Then, more intelligent words flowed out of his mouth. He tried explaining percentages to me. Excuse my pretentiousness, but at that point it seemed that I should be the one teaching him. This is evidenced by what he says in his explanation to me.
"Suppose you make $100. Under the current system, you'd take home $70 and the government gets $30."
That's fine. Sounds good. It seems to be a little patronizing, though.
Then he says something about how if we were to institute the 23% sales tax, then "you'd be able to spend $100 and pay $23 in sales tax."
Although this is mathematically sound, it is an unbalanced comparison. Notice that you're spending $100 money on $70 of goods in the first example, while in the second example, you spend $123 on $100 of goods. I point this out and he replies with the clincher, the one that makes me want to give him a course in introductory arithmetic:
"Well ok, then you'd spend $77 and pay $23 in tax."
Do you see something wrong with this? 23% of $77 is not $23! It's more like $81.30 + 23% sales tax = $100.00. I gave up, thinking that this guy is hopelessly not a math guy. No wonder he didn't "understand my math." But then Ronjon kindly reminded me at this point that this man is a math major! I remember hearing this in the introduction by Mr. Nixon before I dozed off.
Either way, even with his bad math, $23 of taxes per $100 earned (or $18/$100 with real math) is far less than the $30/$100 that he claims the government gets today. This does not equate. His initial claim was that the same amount of tax money would be raised, and that was clearly my question. He had simply disproved himself. I still do not understand how he plans for the government under this system to make as much money as they do today.
Now, I realize that there likely exist complex economic factors that I don't and probably will never know about; however, he chose to present the facts in a specific and seemingly simplified way. If this is all I have to work with, then this is all I have to base my calculations upon. If he deceived me and the rest of the audience, then that is not my fault or problem. Like, I don't know where his 30% is from. Maybe it's an average or something. But if he wants to use this number, then he's just digging a hole for himself.
Initially, I wasn't trying to make fun of him or what he said. I was sincerely asking a totally legitimate question. But then as his answers got worse and worse, I got a little annoyed. And he completely refused to answer some questions. He would just bluntly change the subject. Especially on Ronjon. Poor guy didn't get any of his questions properly answered.
I would like to take credit for being the first to ask an evolution question. His claimed view was too apathetic for any fun to result, however.
He is too Christian. He claimed that his father had only three things, and I forgot the first two, but the last one was his belief in God. Great for him. Then he kept bashing atheists. How we're loudmouths and a small minority who complain about everything and how Christians, in contrast, are the quiet "vast majority" and don't ever fight back. So when you lose nowadays, you just say that there never was a fight? Being godly will win you more than enough devout Christian votes to make up for the lost atheist (me) votes, but insulting atheists really doesn't help his campaign much.
I also don't like his I HATE GAY MARRIAGE policy. Ronjon asked about gay people living together, and I felt the urge to act really gay because we were sitting really close to each other on the couch in the media center (which was, by the way, at the far far left). But I contained myself and held back a smile.
10:37PM
Monday, March 22, 2004 (6 comments)
I waste time far too effectively. Actually, to be more precise, someone else wastes my time far too effectively. Anyways, tonight I'll get some sleep before the AIME.
I saw Davita in the halls today and one of the first things she said to me was something about my date with CiCi tonight. Date? What? Some misunderstanding. But you can imagine my surprise when I heard this. But anyways, thanks CiCi, for helping me out. But no, people, that wasn't a date.
Even better: nik3lbak: btw how was your date today?
AHHHHH lol
Today was the year-end GAME results. Dragos beat me in the junior thing by a little =( He did very nicely. Our school only got 5th place over all of the grade divisions though, because of the underclassmen! Gay! Yeah freshmen, this means you need to participate more!
I'll do my homework now, which means possibly sleeping before 12 (if someone doesn't cause me to whittle away all my time again)...
11:31PM
Sunday, March 21, 2004 (7 comments)
Oh, now I see what you people meant when you said my commenting/numbering system is rigged. I had forgotten to increment the counter again. I wish FrontPage could somehow do this for me.
Best quote ever (even better than "I am slain."), from Angela's Ashes: "You're pure useless. Why don't you go to America where there's room for all sorts of uselessness?" This is so incredibly me that I'm beginning to wonder if the author is related to me in some way.
Pat likes to repeatedly emphasize the [claimed] size of his man-tool. I think he feels insecure about the lack of size. Just a guess. If you really do have a big one you wouldn't feel the need to say this so many times.. haha =) And studies about the size of penises in ethnic groups mean nothing. You can't simple random (or any other type of statistically sound sample) sample men's penises. Oh man, that was TWO alliterations.
Today I went to "AIMEthon" to do math problems. I feel discouraged. I got like 6 right. I got 5 of those in the first hour, though. Dragos agrees with me that if I can do 5 in an hour, then all 15 in the three hours is no problem. Of course. Can't wait till I get my perfect 15. Actually, I'm feeling fairly confident that I'll do somewhat well. At least I'll get more than the average of 3, because I can brute-force more than 1 an hour. Hopefully I'll get least 9.
I lost the GCSU water bottle (from science bowl) there!! Not cool! Actually, it's equally likely that it's on the kitchen counter and I just didn't see it.
Imagine. Dutter bought like 96 cans of soda the day after state, and 6 pizzas a day later. After we win nationals, she will buy 96*66 (66 teams I think) = 6336 cans of soda and 6*66 = 396 boxes of pizza. HELL YEAH! And as we all know, the chances of us winning are infinitely close to 100%, especially with schools like TJ as our competition. But I think 6336 cans of Coke will encourage us quite a lot. Oh, and popcorn. I think she did maybe 25 bags of popcorn... that'd be 1650 bags available for next year's practices =) Wait. Then we wouldn't be able to get on the plane...
OH HAILZ YEAH! Here's my result for that gay thing people are doing. Actually... I don't like the description very much. The writer can go suck it. He's obviously some capitalist pig.
You're China!
Big and powerful, you have a long history behind you with more good and bad than you care
to remember, or are really capable of remembering. Lately, in older age, you've gotten sort
of crochety and even mean-spirited. There is still a lot that's beautiful about you, but most
of the focus people have when they think about you is how hard it is to work with you. There's
hope that you might start opening up to people, but lots of people have bumper stickers about
how much you should change.
Take the Country Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid
Chen shui bian sounds like "pure water cookie" or chun shui bing (纯水饼). I think that'd be a cooler name.
I think that I'm actually gaining some decent speed (50-60 wpm) on this keyboard. I'm able to type things now without dreading the typing. Typing in the writing lab kind of sucks now, though.
I'm finally in a more-or-less happy mood. This may be caused by any of a variety of things, including the fact that I haven't seen the Devil in over 48 hours. Or maybe because we won state. Or maybe because I ate sunflower seeds. Or maybe other things... or a combination of the above. Dunno. Either way, I actually don't feel like jumping into a blender for once.
To keep me in such a good mood, I will do close reading, other Busy Work, and chemistry now. I don't know which one will make me the happiest.
9:09PM
I just woke up with my face in differential equations.
Fortunately (or unfortunately), Tim, I was outside on the phone (ok, ok!! now stop laughing, you two) when the shootout concluded. So I didn't find out who won. Sounded like Dragos emitted less squeals and squeaks, though.
Tiffany, I didn't say anything was wrong with Taiwan. Unless you want to say that being part of China counts as something being wrong with Taiwan, but saying that communists anywhere being a problem would be as absurd as saying that Taiwan isn't part of China. And pizzle (who was the one who thought this was Ronjon?) - #1: no one matters but morons (Chinamen); #3: if you're referring to Tiffany and me, then it should be more like Taiwanese girl = Chinaman.
Not looking forward to getting up early enough (12) to go to AIME thing.
1:54AM
Saturday, March 20, 2004 (13 comments)
I wish to comment on Pat's newest Xanga entry about Taiwan and its associated comments.
Let's start with what appears to be a copy/pasted article. First, I would like to begin with the usual:
LONG LIVE THE COMMUNISTS!!Ok, so then on to the actual thing:
China, which claims Taiwan is part of its territory and insists the two should be unified...
The diction in this collection of words (particularly the words claims and insists) ludicrously suggests the possibility that Taiwan is, in fact, not a Chinese province.
Now, the comments:
China >>>>>>>> Taiwan^1000000000
Posted 3/19/2004 at 11:55 AM by GurLieGurL4eVA
There's a problem here in that the numerical scale is not given. There are two possible scenarios:
- China is a large positive number c and Taiwan is a very small positive number t < 1 if the scale runs from 0 to some arbitrarily high positive number (a scale such as 0..100 or 0..1000 or 0..∞). In this case, t1000000000 would be almost zero, and so c would indeed be much greater.
- The other possibility is that the scale ranges from an arbitrarily low negative number to a similarly large positive number. So for example, perhaps the scale goes from -100 to 100, or maybe -∞ to +∞. In this case, t would be near the lower end, while c would be at the upper end. However, because 1000000000 is a positive number, t1000000000 would be a huge positive number, far larger than c, and thus falsifying the inequality.
i hope china invades taiwan
Posted 3/19/2004 at 4:23 PM by nik3lbak
taiwan should try to invade china
Posted 3/20/2004 at 9:12 PM by dragos2005
Well, let's see. We are treating "China" and "Taiwan" as separate entities here. Why? Taiwan is a subset of China, dummies. So because Taiwan cannot invade itself (invading China would involve invading itself as well), it can only invade that part of China which is not Taiwan. We know this as "the mainland." So it should be "I hope the mainland sends troops to Taiwan" for Gene. Remember, you do not invade what you own. And as for Dragos, I think he meant "Taiwan should try to rebel against the mainland." Unsuccessfully is implied and therefore not needed.
you racist fucks
Posted 3/19/2004 at 7:04 PM by Johnwayne771
Who the fuck are you?
As a clarification, the #2 below refers to the fact that this is the second time that these words have shown up here (first was science bowl). They do not mean that we are #2 champions. I would be too embarrassed to say anything if that had happened......
11:58PM
HELL YES!
STATE CHAMPIONS!! (#2)
Just back from the varsity academic bowl trip. First victory since 1995! However, for some reason, this is not as exciting as the prospect of getting free TI-84's.
Old Granny Alice says hi to her kids (Charles & CiCi) after doing very well in the tournament. Milton was 2nd, and she owned.
We played pretty well in the preliminary rounds, and then in the playoffs we owned (I drank Coke to go with my lunch pizza). In the prelims, we lost to Chattahoochee somehow. Well, it's kind of (very) embarrassing. We were 20 points behind on the last question, then Chattahoochee buzzes in early and misses it. So we're about to win on that last question (30 points max), when I fall asleep on the buzzer... and it buzzes, and I have not a clue what the answer (or question) is. So we lose.
This is the story as Mr. Edelstein and Yujing know it. They were reading and scorekeeping in another room, so they didn't get to watch that game. Although it is certainly believable (come on, it involves me falling asleep at inopportune times... how much more convincing could a story be?), it isn't true. They don't know this yet though, so don't tell them. I wonder if this story will spread around school until it becomes a chompy telling me "Hey I heard that some moron made the academic bowl team lose by falling asleep on the buzzer." I can't wait to hear this.
Before the tournament, during school hours on Friday, I called people's cell phones. I totally owned Eva, but luckily Ms. Harrison didn't do anything about it. McLeod picked up and had a 20 minute conversation with me during 2nd period. She also supposedly set Charles's ring to loud, but I called him and nothing happened. Then McLeod calls me back and talks for 15 more minutes next period. Why does Ronjon not have a cell phone?
Friday afternoon, Pat, Yujing, Dragos, and I played Frisbee. Pat ran (yes, ran) into a stationary object (me) and shouldered its left eye. Made me have worse-than-normal vision for a few minutes. Then he asked, "hey what was that popping sound?" It was pretty loud to me, considering that it originated in my eye socket.
Right after that, we went to a dollar store. I looked all over the place for a pelican, but that store is useless. It had all sorts of little plastic and ceramic animals, even a bunch of birds, but neither pelicans nor any other big-beaked bird (super alliteration). It did have various guns (aka plastic projectile launchers), and we got some. Our room consisted of Dragos, Yujing, Evan, and me. Dragos and Yujing shot each other from opposite sides of the room till like 3AM while Evan tried to sleep. Evan was extremely pleased with this. We slept sometime before 4.
Before we fell asleep, and as we played hearts, a conversation which should not have happened happened. Damnit, Yujing. You and your lame guesses. I'm going to drill you so hard that my corkscrew will come out the other side of your skull. Or maybe not a corkscrew. How about a dremel with glass fragments attached? I haven't even thought about what I'm going to do about you suction cup gunning me in the left eye, which was already owned by then.
I think this is the first overnight trip during which I didn't sleep with Yujing. Dragos got into bed with him really quickly (lol). So I was stuck with Evan (not lol). But we/Yujing were/was being so loud and obnoxious that as soon as I got onto the bed Evan went to the floor. A bed all to myself? That was a first.
As we practiced before round 1, we made highly obscene jokes in the typical fashion. Then as soon as we finished laughing about one, which I think was about Pat (can't remember, unfortunately), the answer to the next question was bonsai. Bonsai = bones Ai, as in Pat bones Ai. Now, I have nothing to do with this! It was all Jason and Bobby. But this was hysterical and is going to keep coming up for another few weeks.
Sorry about the site being dead. I think what happened is that the power went out, then my grandpa tried to turn on too many things at the same time in this room, and the breaker tripped. Then I came home, reset it, and it went off again. So I'm going to be relocating several machines soon, to a different circuit in the house.
I love my emag grade because it makes SO much sense:
Grade Detail Report
1st Period - AP Physics B:B
95 (A) Total Average
| Final (15% of Overall Grade) |
| None yet available. |
| Laboratory (15% of Overall Grade) |
| None yet available. |
| Test (70% of Overall Grade) |
| None yet available. |
This is getting a bit unruly, and so I think I'll stop now. I'll end by asking if anyone's interested in going to the AIME practice session tomorrow at Paideia. You don't even have to be taking the AIME this year. All that's required is that you want to do challenging (and did I mention fun?) math problems.
And pornographic mad libs are really DUMB. Who gets bored enough to do those? Even worse, who writes them?!?
9:43PM
Thursday, March 18, 2004 (10 comments)
OH MAN OH MAN OH MAN!! Gene will LOVE this. This in far too good to not broadcast all over the web. Apparently Gene reminds someone of a "cooler version of Vincent." OH MAN OH MAN. In order to keep this person alive, I'll keep quiet about who said it. But OH MAN that is HILARIOUS! If I were you, Gene, I'd be jumping into a high-powered trash compactor about now. Well... either that, or doing some close reading.
This is by far the best development of the day. SWEET.
And then my mom's actual response to the hub cap was like a horrified "WHAT IS THIS?!!??" as if I had taken the thing off my car (which she would not like).
Look at #8 on the atheist page [link removed], then look at logical fallacies/begging the question (ii).
I just started dozing off. I kind of half dreamed, half daydreamed about this girl. Then I suddenly woke up when I caught myself thinking "tetrahedral" and "linear." I think I was just getting to the bond angles. Holy crap. I so do not deserve to exist. My self-respect has just plummeted. I'm scared to fall asleep again, for fear of dreaming about those gay hexagon MO things with the bonding and antibonding stuff and π and σ. What has my brain fried/melted into? You know who I blame this on (not Ms. Pepple, to those of you who are dumb). She eats sleep as well as babies.
10:32PM
Pat's lame comment (korean girls>chinamen =P) is going to get him stuffed into a dumpster in a few days. Just you wait. Better yet, maybe I'll strap him to a pole and then get some naked Korean girls to walk circles around him while beating him silly with instruments of torture (500 page close readings).
Hey Tricia, I have a job for you...
Anyways. Drew, Charles, and Yük for Powder Puff. How could it get better? Drew got Ms. Bryan and Charles got Mrs. Dutter. This is going to own, especially when the Devil offers a big hug and some tongue kissing. Why did I just say that?? Ugh.
Why aren't my parents as ownage as my grandpa? He thought that my picking up a hub cap was hilarious and laughed a lot. My mom would just have been like "there's probably a bomb or anthrax or poison in it." (polysyndeton) My dad is even more optimistic and is likely to offer me something like "great, now whoever lost it is going to come after you with a gun and shoot you." Neither of them know yet that I have this thing, though. Perhaps a surprise would be good. Maybe I'll attach it to one of my wheels one day. I can imagine my mom with a worried expression: "AI YA!! What happened to that wheel??? How have you been driving this thing?!! ... Oh, you can take it off? Oh..."
Mrs. Dutter updated emag grades! Deadly! I have two (2) grades now. This is dumb. Especially because she ate 10 points off grade #1. Oh well.
Next year, people are going to complain about emag. I know it. "OH MY GOD!!! SPINNING VECTORS?!?!? AHHHHH DEATHWORK!!!" Actually, you don't even have to get there to have the pants confused off of you. I'm just pretending to understand a lot of the stuff that is just too difficult for me to really get. I'm hoping that pretending will be good enough for the AP exam.
Back to rhetorically analyzing crap.
8:09PM
Wednesday, March 17, 2004 (10 comments)
Today I hunted for Ms. Tischner, and this caused me to be late to AP US. Although I hated her class like I hate you (probably my most hated class that year), she ranks up there with Smyser on the ownageness scale when not in class. Since I've heard from both Ai and Big Wiener that my outline from last year is going around, I decided that she deserves harassment (gay pronunciation: HARRIS-ment) for this. So I said "Ms. Tischner, I heard that you're showing people my outline and then saying 'look, if you do this, you FAIL.'" So naturally, she denies this, says that it is a blatant lie, and asks me for the name of the person who told this to me. I don't know why suddenly I decided to be nice and say "I made it up" when it would have far more fun to blame it all on Weiner. Or better yet, this would have made my day:
Me: "I heard that you're showing people my outline and then saying
'look, if you do this, you FAIL.'"
Tischner: "That is a blatant lie! Who told you that?"
[second bell finishes ringing]
Me: "Ai did, ma'am."
Tischner: "David, don't they teach logic in math class? You told yourself
something that you heard because you told yourself?"
Me: "No, I meant-"
Tischner: "Same old David... I see you're still arguing with me even
after I've gotten rid of you. Shouldn't you be in class by now? I'm not writing you a pass."
I can almost see this happening.
I don't understand why my whore suddenly refuses to acknowledge her status. Whore, make me a waffle! NOW!
Juxtaposition/antithesis:
11:37PM
Anyone who didn't go to that speaker about Kennedy definitely missed out. It was very interesting. In fact, it was the only SEG thing during WEB this school year that kept me awake the entire time. Amazing, and mad props to that guy for depriving me of more sleep (two hours!).
Last night was 2 hours, the night before was 1 hour, and tonight is looking like 0. Then tomorrow I've gotta study for AP US, and that'll take forever too. Great. Oh wait! No AP US test!! Sweet. We'll be in Macon raping poor south Georgia hicks who have never seen a Frisbee.
You know, I've cut down on the making fun of Koreans a lot. My whore should be proud of me. Or maybe I've just been kept too busy by really stupid things like AP Busy Work.
What the freaking hell. I was doing my poem explication thing, and it was late at night. Maybe too late at night (4 AM). I present you with quotes:
It describes the beauty of this city and the cold war. So A lot of things that were very good 1977s. Several similes were used, including like a garment, and beautiful. It event digester thing!
And also:
However, he does use increasing tone, so this work was satisfying p/x.
Come on! What goes through my mind at these times of night?!? What? It event digester thing? And I can't even find p/x in any of the math equations I was doing for homework/fun around that time. There is no way a sane human wrote any of this. In fact, I do not remember writing any of this. Schizophrenia? Oh man, I spelled that right on the first try.
Imagine if that kind of content made it onto this site, except not on purpose. "That would cause me much embassment."
Ok, time to go fixing these things. Oh, I also caught a few instances in which I wrote "ass" instead of "all." I'm sure the Devil would have liked that very much.
4:27PM
Tuesday, March 16, 2004 (8 comments)
Best thing in AP US today, after Snoddy said something about Taiwan keeping the commies out of the UN security council for a long time (till 1974, I believe):
Dumb Question Faucet (Leaky): "David, do you hate Taiwan?"
Me: "Why would I hate part of my own country?"
Class: "Ooooooooooooooooohhhhh....."
OWNED!
Oh crap. I just scratched the side of my leg really hard through my pants, but I forgot I have this big scrape there. Pain.
11:23PM
So apparently yesterday was Monday, not Tuesday. I did far more work than I had to last night.
I'm more or less enjoying the packet that was given out in Busy Work. Yeah, it's huge, but also fairly interesting. I'm talking about the logical fallacies thing. I think maybe the only reason I like it is because it's the closest thing to math that I well ever see in an English class (especially with that lady).
I think today I produced the greatest laugh density (L/PPL) in the history of me. Drew just kept on making Josie mad, and after about 40 minutes of this I said "Hey, looks like I'm about to have a prom date." Everyone burst for some reason that I don't fully understand. It's also one of those things that are not funny at all (I typed ass again) if you weren't there. Don't worry, Drew... lol I'm definitely not going.
Earlier in the day, Pat and I were deciding what to do 7th period next year because of this flex thing. We went to ask Ms. Martin, and she said that we're welcome to go to her class. Then I asked her if we'd be allowed to be freshmen until they (next year's freshmen) caught on, and she laughed really hard but didn't answer me. This means fun (yes)! But there aren't enough seats or tables for anyone else, so don't ruin it for us by showing up to her class randomly next year.
I fell asleep in chem and my dumb whore drew a huge D on my face. This woke me up. Even worse,
was
responsible for giving my whore the pen that caused this devastation to my face.
I hate Science Olympiad. I wish that I had no obligation (i.e. president of that club) to do it. But as it is, I have to actually put effort into it, which is unfortunate. On the other hand, 44 days until pure ecstasy! If we don't come in first place at nationals, then I'll... I dunno. Maybe I'll just blame it on Gene/Dumb.
The juniors in science club stayed really late today to... hang with Smyser!! YESSS she is the coolest. How could you not like her? Well, maybe I'd find out if I had her class. But outside of class, she OWNS.
Smyser: CRAIG THOMPSON gave you a HICKEY?!?!?!?
If you thought Smyser was addressing me in this quote, you're dumb. Although Craig is commonly believed to be gay, I'm neither gay nor commonly believed to be gay. Sorry, Yük.
Kristen said that she would take AP Environmental Science if it was offered. Oops, did I just make a Kristen joke? Kristen would be proud of me. Today some freaking stupid squirrel who obviously does not deserve to live ran in front of my car. I slammed on the brakes and totally freaked out the car next to me. Oh man, was that two Kristen jokes in a row?
Ronjon calls everything a Kristen joke. Someone(s) need(s) to beat some sense into him. Too much bufing obviously is not good for one's mental health and/or sanity. Then again, I guess in his case it's special, because he didn't have much sanity to lose in the first place.
LMAO I have a 100 in homework for physics (mechanics). I stopped doing homework about 4 weeks ago. How is this happening? Why does this not happen in Busy Work?
9:04PM
Monday, March 15, 2004 (5 comments)
Damnit. I got home at 6, ate, watched a Chinese TV show for 15 minutes, and somehow fell asleep. So here I am, at 11. Not to mention that today is going to be one of the busiest nights in about a month. Wow I'm screwed.
Could anyone ask for a clearer description? Ever?? I mean, seriously. This was not supposed to have anything to do with school, but it sure sounds like one of my favorite classes of all time:
xbaobeibabyx: hm now i feel like im in that movie wtih the devil woman who gets that guy to sign that contract to give her his soul
Has anyone else noticed that a list of common grammatical mistakes and a list of "rhetorical devices" coincide fairly well? For example, her example "If anyone arrives, tell them to wait." Is this supposed to "persuade" or somehow be convincing? Because it isn't to me. It just looks like a really dumb grammatical error.
[Edit: Allon made me remove his funny thing.]
My typos own. I mean, when you type ass instead of all, that's just awesome:
icydog1: then i guess you're ass that's left to dream about
My excuse is that the s and l are next to each other on my keyboard (which is true). But this keyboard makes me make really weird and funny typos. At least now I won't be taking my sister out for a sex - I mean sec.
Now is time for Busy Work.
11:24PM
Sunday, March 14, 2004 (4 comments)
Best quiz ever. When's the last time you took a quiz that told you which HTTP status code you are?
200 OK - The request has succeeded.
You are easy going and unassuming, sometimes too much so. You don't cause waves and are easy to
get along with.. probably because you prefer to make everyone else happy before yourself. But it
doesn't matter, because people have a hard time not liking you.
What's your HTTP Status Code?
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How do blind users see icons of any kind?
And I love how Sparknotes puts things in order:
I'm tired. And there's not enough classes for me to take.
11:36PM
New email address: I installed a mail server on my computer (Mercury Mail). It's surprisingly easy to use, too. Finally, no more dumb mailbox limits. The amount of memory this server (POP3, SMTP, finger... the full set of services) uses is ridiculous: 2.5MB. Compare this to 2.1MB for an empty Notepad.
If you didn't notice on the front page, this site is now icydog.no-ip.com. So don't type d2g any more (or the www that isn't in front of it). Why do people add that www anyways? Adding 4 keystrokes just makes your life harder.
I searched for finger on Google. As I was saying oops to myself, I looked at the page and was surprised that I got what I was looking for in each of the first three results, instead of a bunch of porn. So there still is some sanity on this planet.
I can't believe I'm doing test corrections for a math test I got a 72 on for not showing work. This is so incredibly skeet. Almost as skeet as Busywork.
6:17PM
Saturday, March 13, 2004 (6 comments)
Today was pretty lame. In the morning, I took Gene in my car (sorry Mary, but someone had to take him) and we thought that the bottle rockets were in Mrs. Dutter's room. Then we got there and it turns out that someone smarter than Gene had taken them, thankfully. Otherwise, my physics average would mysteriously drop 20 points, and Gene's would drop 17 (he doesn't have 20 points to lose).
The trebuchet launched the projectile 0, 2.9, and 0 meters. We ranked in the top 50% somehow, though.
The Fischler was somewhat useful in dynamic planet. Somehow, we did not place. The other Fischler was completely useless in astronomy, though. And somehow, we placed. I wasn't sleepy enough for his job to be waking me up, but he didn't do anything useful anyways. He didn't contribute to a single question (not even a part of one), though he had a laptop (with nothing on it) and I asked him at least 15 specific questions. He didn't even remember a single thing about what he "studied" last night (there were about 5 questions on those). And he still insists that he did study. Why did he get a 1st place medal for that crap? I feel like taking it and burning it. Actually, he did contribute a little. I just assumed whatever he said was wrong. Like how stars are not powered by the proton-proton chain. Oh. After he showed up 5 minutes late, I asked what Mo stands for, and he gave me Kepler's laws. Then he gave me a bunch of really random equations. Then at least 2 other random things followed. I got mad and then began making unfounded assumptions.
Mission possible. Ours sucked butt, but it completed the objective while no one else's did. But Parkview somehow beat us, and we got 2nd. As I walked away with this medal, I was putting it on, and the medal just falls off the ribbon and to the floor. Great.
How did Gene get top 3 in remote sensing? (What is remote sensing?) It's like Pat and I getting 1st in water quality that year. (What is water quality?)
Overall, we placed 3rd. No one expected a top 4 finish, especially Mrs. Dutter. She was very happy.
On the drive home, on the 55 mile stretch of GA 400, I fell asleep three times. Dang. The longest one was about half a second, but that'd be more than enough if the road was not as straight as it is. Gene was good enough to buy me a 2L Coke because he didn't want to die.
Then after returning to home, we pick up CiCi and go to the best store ever. I got a suit for $15. It doesn't look that bad, either. On the way home from that store, I dropped off Gene, but dumb grandpa called and made me go home before I could have mad sex with CiCi. I wore the suit home and waited for my mom to come home so I could tell her that I got it for $100. My mom wouldn't believe it, but my grandpa thought the idea of doing that to my mom was hilarious.
OH! Oops. Gene told CiCi that I hit a car, and I continued the story about how it was a little hit on the rear and that nothing happened, etc. Good thing one of us remembered to tell her that it was made up...
11:06PM
Friday, March 12, 2004 (15 comments)
Is Ai encouraging me to trash Japanese people? Yesssss... *rubbing hands together in enthusiasm*
Mission possible (that name is SO dumb) is done and it blows. And the bottle rockets are locked in Dutter's room. Gene's going to die for this. I agree with Ronjon that people who do nothing are really annoying (the action, not necessarily the person). Can anyone explain why Craig (who isn't in the club) was over? Did I ask him to show up and do nothing but cause entropy? Even worse is when a parent calls about some bullshit "do you need any help?" and then when I say yes, I get totally denied because something about it will be too late. It was 8 freaking o'clock. Then this parent proceeds to ask my mom about something I lied about. Interesting, because my lie was a supreme example of this moron parent not understanding my very clearly worded English. Apparently "studying for Science Olympiad" (which I repeated once) and "studying for a test" (in one of my classes) are the same thing. Many thanks to Ronjon for staying a while and helping to clean up. It I were a girl, I'd say "YOU'RE MY HEROOOOO!!!" Oh dang, I did just say that.
Neither Mapquest nor Yahoo! have driving directions for this dumb North Georgia College and State University place. It's going to be so much fun finding the place tomorrow at 7. Their site says something about being on the right of highway 60 as it enters Dahlonega. Problem is, that highway does not pass through the city. At all. Unless it's the same as US 19, which is the same as GA 400. Rigged.
It's 11 and I'm waiting for Gene to show up. He's late.
I can't wait to go to an MRI room. All the condensed iron/steel particles will be attracted to the magnet and will shoot out of my lungs/chest, creating thousands of tiny holes in one side of me. Or there could be so many little pieces that my entire body may fly into the machine.
As I was riding with Ronjon back from Kmart and Radio Shack, I saw a hub cap on the ground. So we exited the car, walked onto Roswell, and picked it up. It now resides in my house (I think I lost it already) somewhere. It isn't damaged, either. Now I only have to get three more, and my car will have hub caps!
48 Days till ownage. Actually, I dreamt of picking up a TI-84 last night. But it didn't involve slaughtering all the teams in the nation. I'm still looking forward to this opportunity. Can't wait to pull a Stockbridge-1 against that Thomas Jefferson school! Yeah...
Where is Gene? Oh, whatever. He can sleep outside in front of my door. I'm not waiting for him.
11:20PM
My basement smells like a deadly mixture of all sorts of flammable substances. WD-40 ignites very well, by the way. And I sprayed butane all over my fingers. I prayed to the Lord that they would not explode in a great mess, and that flying fingers would not poke my eyes out, and the good Lord has answered my prayers. (Sorry, I promise this type of construction will never occur again... I was too tempted this time.) And I hate the phrase "poke his/her/your eye(s) out," especially when middle/elementary school teachers use it. Seriously now, how many people have had to go running down the hall chasing his/her/your eye(s) because it/they got poked out by a paper airplane?
Vijay just left. When he was gone for a while (for some bufing, I guess...), Dragos and I did our usual supernerd things. You know, like putting a steel marble onto aluminum foil and then flaming the thing. The ball got so excited that it began jumping around and shaking violently. I guess you could take that two ways. Figuratively, or literally. Maybe it's one supermolecule and vibrated like those diagrams show.
After that got old, more fun happens. You know how candles are. They produce black residue. So the bottom of the foil became more like a sheet of black than a sheet of foil. Vijay shows up again after finishing his bufing, and one of the first things he does is pick up the foil. His hands became blacker than the Devil's heart after being thrown into a black hole. Oh wait! The Devil's anything is so massive that it would own the black hole, and if that weren't enough, (to use a cliché) to add insult to injury, the black hole would appear white in comparison to the Devil's heart. "But I digress." So he has this annoyed look on his face. Dragos and I think this is insanely funny. Unfortunately for Dragos, he was eating and drinking at the time. Fun orange pizza-popcorn-Coke colloid came (alliteration) out. Do you see what this close reading has done to me?!??! Mission possible is now contaminated with Dragos stuff. Maybe it will cause us to win.
I like how half that paragraph was about my least favorite people ever (Dragos & Vijay), and half was about my most favorite person ever (no clarification necessary).
I haven't even mentioned the best part yet: steel wool. It completely erupts into flames if any little current (like from a battery) is passed through it. SKEET. Sorry for the outburst of utter and unrestrained moronity. Actually, I sounded like Ronjon. You can smell some kind of steel oxide if you walk into that room. It gave me a massive headache. Does burning carbon in the presence of nitrogen create cyanide? Something like Fe(CN)3? That would be immense fun.
Dragos suggested that for the astronomy event, the freshman doing it with me can make it his duty (or I can make it his duty) to keep me awake and to wake me up if I fall asleep. This will probably be more productive than making him do something with the period-luminosity relation for a Cepheid variable, anyways. I think that Coke will do all this and manage to raise my IQ 25 points (it always works for science bowl) as well as dilute any food which might (will) make me suck. Who knows, though? Maybe he's some genius.
This afternoon as I was leaving school, I saw Akbar and David Wu walking together. I say to Akbar, kidding (well, maybe not) "Hey Akbar! Where--" And lo and behold, before I got the " 's Eva" out of my mouth, guess who's trailing him by 10 feet?
Mrs. Dutter refused to allow us to do our bios for nationals. Not even the "hobbies include stepping in front of big tanks" part! Tyranny!!
Skeet (gay). I lost all my physics homework. Not like she ever looks at it though, so I guess it's not too bad.
As I start over learning to type, I have forced myself to completely touch-type. The result is significant drop in accuracy with only some speed increase when I look at the keyboard, as opposed to looking only at the screen. Rigged.
Featured person of the day:
- I totally hate this person, apparently (who will now be known as "s/he").
- I don't quite understand why I hate him/her.
- I don't really hate him/her.
- I don't hate him/her at all.
- S/he does not have functionality of her knees and must stick his/her butt into Zeus's face if a pencil is dropped.
- S/he would never buf people in a car. And by never, I mean s/he takes advantage of every opportunity available.
- S/he has a twin.
Comment responses:
- Silly sad panda. I was being sarcastic, silly. (alliteration, almost epanalepsis)
- KT and Tim sound like me and Ronjon after I make some bad Indian joke.
- So Ai does read here. I'll have to stop with the Japanese-people-suck type stuff then =(
But before I stop, I would like to mention that my grandpa complains approximately once every three days about how much he hates Japanese people. He even complains about things they did recently. Like some Japanese company offered refunds to American customers who bought their defective product, but did not offer this to Chinese customers. He was steaming for like two months.
Now on to Commies. Every week or so, he complains about Mao's rule. It's great. The last story he told was about how if you accidentally did something bad with a newspaper or anything with a Mao on it, you'd be jailed as a traitor. Like if Mao was on a paper on your seat and you sat on it. Or if you put a cup on a table, but you set it down on a Mao. Then my mom said that some neighbor got a radio and listened to some song, then after the song, the station identified itself as a Taiwanese. The family rushed to turn it off, and did immediately (apparently someone had heard). Then they got jailed for many years. This is why my family did not have a radio in China for a long time.
1:36AM
Wednesday, March 10, 2004 (9 comments)
Sorry to disappoint you, but I've gotten lazy. I'll update tomorrow. Tonight is reserved for valuable time with my bed.
8:15PM
I see that Allon has discovered the comment button and has proceeded to make fun of CiCi in his first comment. Awesome!
Here's a sure sign that you're a math dork: not only do you eat an apple a day, but you also believe that the volume of the apple plays an integral part in keeping the doctor away. I guess it's not funny if you don't know some calculus, though.
I have balls of steel now. Three of them, and of different sizes. The bouncer thingys on the rails of mission possible need to be reinforced now, though. Tape and aluminum foil won't be able to deal with a steel marble. On Friday, at least we won't have a problem [not] getting up early.
The best thing happened in AP Busywork today. The Devil said that her brother's name is Satan (well, at least it's pronounced that way). I don't think a single person was able to resist laughing. Snot almost shot out of my nose and onto Busywork. Yes, I'm still sick.
I need to play some ping-pong.
5:17PM
Tuesday, March 9, 2004 (10 comments)
At around 8, I was bent over (yes, I was bending over... now get over it) in my chair looking at chemistry stuff, which was lying on the ground to my left. I fell asleep in that position. My mom thought that was funny, and told me to go to sleep (does this sound like Dutter to anyone?). So I just now woke up.
Ok, CiCi. Because you're obviously dumb and don't know how to comment (you left a comment saying "i haven't discovered the comment button yet"), I'll tell you. All you do is click the date (which is blue, and blue looks kind of like this) on some entry and wait for the page to load. Then you type your comment in the comment box near the top of the page and below the comments, and push the "Add your comment" button to add your comment.
By the way, blue isn't red. But they're equilavent, so it's ok.
In the past 24 hours, I've noticed at least three people do this with words (specifically you're) addressed to me:
you're house is like 2x as big as mine.
I think this is a record. By the way, I used his example because it was easier to pull out than the others.
Quit posting gay crap in my FTP. Like, why would you upload ten 120KB, black-and-white JPEGs when 20KB GIFs or PNGs will do? Conversely, who sent a photo as a 3.4MB PNG instead of as a 300KB JPEG? (yes, I actually converted it to see how big it'd be)
I can't wait to start doing VSEPR stuff! It's so exciting that it didn't put me to sleep!
11:36PM
Filthy rich people disgust me. But then again, I am filthy rich compared to a lot of people.
I fell out of my freaking chair. I am so freaking stupid. The thing just slipped out from under me and I landed my butt on the floor.
You know what tastes really good? Spicy ramen stuff in orange juice! (it was an accident)
I wonder how many people have not discovered the comment button yet...
I had an interesting chat with Tiffany today. I love how more than one person has mentioned this (of all the things to say):x baobei baby x: u went out wtih Eva rite?
icydog1: yeah
x baobei baby x: aw haha she tries to hit u a lot
This is the only mention of Eva in 459 lines. Emphasis on try, though =)
12:12AM
Monday, March 8, 2004 (3 comments)
The Walton boards are awesome. The substance of these boards is beyond my mind's ability to comprehend. And by that, I mean that the stupidity shown on it is unimaginable. When half the posts on a board are about hot girls and hot guys, and the other half is about people that other people want to screw, then you know that good things are happening and the intellect contained in those boards are amazing. NOT.
I told Charles yesterday that there is some girl staying at my house for a few days. His first reaction was "how old is she?" I guess he managed to keep in the "is she pretty?"
Anyone want to see the Passion with me?
I finished doing the science bowl stats, so you guys can see those now.
I wonder if Snoddy's heard about CiCi's stunt on Friday night...
Speculations on Gene and IFB: I Frighten Babies; I Fart Blindly; It Feels Bushy; Infantry Fighting Bulldozer; I Fuck Bricks; Islands For Breakfast; I Felt Below; I'm Feeling Bloated...
Sweet. 14 to 19 to 25 wpm in three days. I smell unstoppable linear growth up ahead.
Ok, it's too hard for me to type, so I'll stop now. My ramblings are going to be really short (well, compared to usual) for another week or two, as I work on my typing.
7:51PM
Sunday, March 7, 2004 (3 comments)
The long-awaited fly-in-school lunch picture is here! Unfortunately, not one of the four pictures I took are focused.
Today was good. I burned away half my skin with NaOH. It just started peeling off. Great. I also released noxious fumes into my house and melted plastic/cheap metal onto my sink. Meanwhile, nothing got done for mission possible.
I'm
up to 19 wpm (sad, isn't it?). Wonder where I'll max out... hopefully at like 200.
Here's when you know you're running a match. Blue = our points, red = their point, black = no point. Ronjon scored half their points.
Those little black pin holder boxes that they give out on Honors Night work exceedingly well as crappy-cellphone battery holders.
The NHS form is a major pain. There's so much stuff to not remember!
Time to start on closebusyworkreading.
8:13PM
Saturday, March 6, 2004 (8 comments)
Responding to Tim's comment: 5 bucks says Bryan wouldn't use her Satan Teleportation Device (STD) on her favorite student (Charles).
I pulled out all the keys on my keyboard and rearranged them. Have fun on my computer when you come over...
53 days until own. Except Dragos has to get a SSN.
Gene and I have the best bios ever:
[Name] is a junior at Walton High School. Because he enjoys science very much, he is taking two AP science classes. He has worked very hard this year for Science Bowl, and hopes to do well. Being truly Chinese, his hobbies include stepping in front of big tanks, being jailed for going to Google.com, and eating charged Ducs (+650C) and dogs.
Last night was fun. What's more boring to watch than bowling? Dragos and I wrestling. And although Drew is great to watch when he's "wrestling" anyone, he should never take off his shirt ever again.
It would have been better if CiCi had stripped all the way. My apologies to Drew. I already gave my best. I have no regrets at all. (I have no professional training, either.)
5:04PM
Thursday, March 4, 2004 (6 comments)
Peanuts own. Not as much as the weekend 55 days from now!
"actually i dint even realized what happened. all i know was that one moment im
having a nice conversation with rj and davita, the next moment im on the ground in alot of pain
with a pool of blood in front of my face and i hear sumone yell out OH SHIIITTTT!! " - quote from
charles's xanga.
id like to take credit for yelling oh shit.
Good ol' Ronjon. I can just imagine him doing one of these after he sees Charles's leg being torn off:
OH SHITTTT!!
AW FOCK!
AWWWW FAAAAAAOOOOCKKKKK!!!!!
While he's saying this, he's also putting his hands over his face and jumping up and down and acting Indian.
After a-bowl, I got David W to believe that Charles lost his legs (I think I said both... maybe it was just one). Some stupid kid (Paul G, I think) standing next to him kept saying "you're lying" and I had to keep saying "no, I'm not!" while trying to keep a straight face. I couldn't keep a straight face, but I found enough funny things around the room to pretend I'm laughing at for it to work. So David thinks Charles is practically dead right now.
Earlier in the day, Chenny was trying to get Allon, and Allon was trying to get Chenny. Neither one knew that the other had heard already, so they both tried to convince the other that Charles lost his legs. Perfect example of dramatic irony.
I can't believe Ronjon has a U in Bryan's class when I have an S. Maybe she forgot about me.
I heard from my counselor that Ms. Bryan is going to not count my presentation as a grade at all. If this happens, I won't be totally content, but it's enough to keep my mouth shut. Very possible problems include the possibility that (1) my counselor heard wrong, (2) Ms. Bryan lied, (3) Ms. Bryan will not keep her word. About equally likely, I'd say.
About that dumb waltonhigh.com thread whose first post consists only of a link to my site, I didn't know anything of it. It's a really pointless thread though, and I have no idea who that person is. And also, I'm not that interested in having dumb potheads, sluts, and other so-called Christians coming to my site and getting angry. Who is the guy who runs that server anyways? The performance on that thing is ridiculous. My 166Mhz Pentium performed faster when it ran that same message board.
han di looks japanese
pizzle on Thursday, March 04, 2004 at 20:49
I'll get you for that. Of all the people I know, you would be the absolute least likely to call her ugly =) haha
I hope Ai does not read my site, because she'd probably find this a little offensive (maybe a little more than "a little"). As always, because I wrote that, someone will do one of these:
HeyLookImRetarded: omg~! luk at wut diz kid wrote bout japnese ppl!!! http://icydog.no-ip.com/unxanga.htm - what a bozo!!!!
I think she's the only Japanese person at our school whose existence I am aware of. I find her to be pretty, if that helps any. Maybe it's because she kind of looks like this Chinese girl I knew though (lol).
I got a new battery to my phone with a 12 day battery life. The salesperson essentially said that the 12 days was false advertising and that it was only supposed to last for 7.5 days. So far, I'm on track for 40 hours with the new battery (30 hr with old). This is ridiculous. I'm going to storm in there demanding a new phone and possibly a new carrier.
It's getting late, so I'll study for US now.
10:15PM
Wednesday, March 3, 2004 (5 comments)
I hear Charles got run over by a car and lost an arm and his left leg below his knee. Ouch, that must suck. I don't really use my left leg much though, so if you need it, it's all yours. But you'd look a little funny with one leg two feet longer than the other. By two feet, I meant 24 inches, not 10 toes.
Well, ok. When I wrote that, based on what I had heard, I thought that he got hit and maybe flew for two feet and perhaps got a big bruise on his back. So that's why I was joking about it. His mom just called me and told me that it was a lot worse than that. I hope you get well soon, Charles. A stupid moron who can hurt you that badly after going up a freaking curb should not be allowed on the streets, ever. McLeod said that this driver is as bad as the two of us (her & me) combined. I'd throw Drew and Ed in there just for good measure, too. I'll be sure to tell Jess to make you some soup.
If this happened to me, I would have punched the hood in, opened the door to that moron's car, punched him in the face after spitting some blood on him, and then gave a soliloquy containing more expletives than nouns.
Ms. Bryan called my mom yesterday. My mom became extremely angry, so we planned a counteroffensive last night and put it into action. Since then, nothing interesting has happened.
Here is a predicted conversation with Ms. Bryan which unfortunately did not take place:
Bryan: Did your mom talk to you last night?
Me: Yes, she did. She was very unhappy.
Bryan: Good, I'm sure she was. I hope you will consider your actions
carefully from now on.
I so thought it would happen, and it would have been funny because she'd have made a fool of herself by doing that.
Here's something that took my mind off of complete lameness. The story begins a long time ago in China. Some of you've heard the beginning already.
Hawk, who was my boss-dude that summer and sat next to me, hates Japanese people. This is typical and expected of your average Chinese citizen. One day, he talks for a while about how invariably ugly all Japanese girls are.
So the next day he sees a picture of han di for the first time and asks me if she's Japanese (definitely not). Even my cousin thought this was funny.
Then fourteen months later in October 2003, he emails me and tells me to ask her if she wants to be do some model thing. I thought this was hilarious, and he got a little embarrassed when I pointed out what he had said earlier about Japs.
I didn't hear anything from him for a while, and then today I got this email saying that they're finally done shooting pictures. The organization of whatever kind it is (I haven't figured out what they do - sell clothes, do photo shoots... I can't tell) has a website at http://www.sissi.com.cn/. His email also confirmed that she's Chinese and not Japanese.
Not coincidentally, Sissi is the name of Hawk's girlfriend (well, assuming they didn't break up this past year). Every time my dad said anything about her, I would think, "What? CiCi did what?" If you're wondering, the reason for their funny names is because this seems to be the trend in China at this time. Oh well.
Only... 56 more days (lol). It would be extremely disappointing if we get there and do not get TI-84's. Even a TI-83 would own. iPAQ? Oooohhhh man.
I can't wait until we levitate a frog in Dutter's class. That would almost be the highlight of her class. (the highlight, of course, is the teacher herself)
I also got a collection of 129 Dune II icons. Ownage! Here's siege tank about to die:
7:35PM
Tuesday, March 2, 2004 (10 comments)
Ms. Bryan gave me a zero on the presentation because I was sick. When I got out of bed this morning, I couldn't stand up straight because I was so dizzy from lack of sleep, and so it logically follows that I didn't want to drive to school. So I went to school a little late, when zero period was about over, and turned in my note to PPO. I went to see Bryan and the first thing she said was "you realize that you have a zero for the presentation." She didn't even ask if I was feeling okay.
I could go on for pages about today and why she does not have the right to give me a zero (or any less points at all) on this assignment, but if I type any more into my computer, my computer will get so angry that it might get up and walk over to Ms. Bryan's house and then burst into a fireball, setting her, her house, and everything in it on fire.
Best sentence ever from the physics textbook:
"However, a frog is not magnetic (it would not, for example, stick to a refrigerator door)."
6:58PM
Monday, March 1, 2004 (6 comments)
Due to Leo's request, here's the medal:
It looks slightly better when not in a scanner.
Today sucked. Tonight is going to suck too. I drank two glasses of Coke, and they have done nothing for me. I'm incredibly sleepy right now. Going to sleep.
7:07PM
How to know you can't integrate properly:
- You sit for 15 minutes trying to solve sin2t + cos2t.
- You can't figure out that the square of y1/2 is not y1/2.
- You integrate and get this as an answer:
- Or if you get what appear to be endlessly repeating roots:
I went through a box of Kleenex in three days. I'm Chinese, so I don't tend to waste Kleenexes. Now, if we assume that each time I blow my nose, I do it three times, and each time the ejected material decreases in a geometric ratio, and there are 200 tissues in there, and...
This weekend has to have been the busiest weekend this whole year. I didn't even do any Busy Work yet. Friday night, I went to the black history thing to get some SEG. Saturday was science bowl, until I came home. When I came home, I tried to get my sister to do some math, but I fell asleep before we were really done. Then Sunday was 8 hours of mission possible. Dang it.
Think I'll get any sleep tonight? Maybe I'll just leave the house and drive around.
4:12AM
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