Zhanga: March 7, 2005

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Monday, March 7, 2005 (9 comments)

The most amusing part of my day was when James threw pennies at Jason's car while stopped at a red light, and then said to not worry about Jason throwing money back because he's Jewish.

But the part of my day that gave me the most personal satisfaction was when I was walking about ten feet in front of Holbrook in an empty hallway and I beefed a really, really big one. I hope he liked that.

The most depressing part of my day was during seventh period, when I was making up my test for Greenberg. Here's a quote from her:

"I didn't do anything with the tests [from Friday] except cry."

When I finished with my test, I went to find her in Whitlock's room. Ms. Greenberg asked me about emag, and said that someone in the biology class was interested. They were all freshmen or sophomores, so I asked who wanted to take emag. As I was saying that, I noticed Bill in the middle of the room. And sure enough, Ms. Greenberg pointed to him. And I laughed.

She asked me what the laugh was for, and I said, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"

I mean... do I really want Dutter to experience this kind of torture? She is an old lady, after all, and Bill is not going to be in a tiny emag class with her for as long as I can help it.

Then I asked Ms. Greenberg about a couple of test questions that I was utterly confused about, and she replied that she went over them all while I was asleep. I couldn't tell if she really meant it, or if she was just telling me to wake up.

Now, I will talk about the trip. Jason, James, Bobby, Patrick, and I went to Boston for the tournament at MIT.

We left Thursday evening. I don't really know what happened that night, because I fell asleep.

Friday morning, we went to Harvard. We were going to sit in on a politics class, but no one showed up. Will (Rooke) explained that this happens a lot on Fridays. No students show up, and the professor just leaves.

So then we went to Will's class on public health, and that put a few of us to sleep. I would like to note that I lasted 22 minutes (out of 60) before falling asleep. We talked to Jeong briefly afterwards, and she laughed at us for falling asleep.

Next, we ran into Julie Ann. I will skip the part (aka the entire trip) when everyone made fun of Julie Ann and me. Jason should do himself a favor and keep quiet, since Julie Ann >> Mike Song in just about every way.

We went to her class on jazz history, and since I have absolutely zero interest in this, I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was over.

I forgot what happened next because I was still mostly asleep.

After the part I forgot, Bobby and I went with Will to his room. That was a nice place. It was so comfortable that I fell asleep again.

We went to Bartley's to eat burgers for dinner, and that was delicious. Best burgers ever.

I fell asleep sometime after this point.

When I woke up, we were getting ready to go to MIT for the tournament. MIT is where things get interesting...

First of all, the buildings we competed in sucked hardcore. The walls, floor, ceiling, etc. were all gray or tan. Everything was monochrome. There was absolutely nothing interesting in the buildings. I mean, I'm not an art fan, but this place really sucked.

There were empty boxes of stuff everywhere, and Pat said there were some cryo fluids or something leaking out of a couple of them. Piping was exposed everywhere. Walls had holes, floors had cracks, the bathrooms sucked, and the water fountain didn't have a metal sheet covering its innards. And I like parallel structure.

It reminded me strongly of a mental asylum or similar institution.

It gets more interesting when I got my hands on the MIT paper. I noticed two of the stories on the front page. The first, and biggest, story was about the MIT computer system being hacked. Someone gained unauthorized access and emailed the administrators a list of six-hundred-odd username/password combinations.

The second story I saw? A student named Mao killed himself.

Now I just really want to go to MIT. I guess they implement survival of the fittest to the extreme.

Between rounds, we had some nice snowball fights, though. It took my mind off of wanting to hang myself from the pipes in the ceiling. I wish we could have that much snow here...

The tournament itself was pretty good, and it actually finished before the scheduled time. The last couple of rounds were a blur, though. You can guess what I was doing. (zzzzzz......)

We went to some Italian place for dinner, and then we went to see the Blue Man Group. They were really good, as evidenced by the amount of time I was asleep (something between one and five seconds).

Then I slept and things happened and I slept more and more things happened until I found myself stuck without a key, outside my house, and desperately needing a bathroom.

7:31PM

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