Zhanga: May 2005
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Tuesday, May 31, 2005 (5 comments)
I CAME HOME AND DISCOVERED ALL MY WATERMELONS GONE!!!! My mom admitted her sin pretty quickly. Anyways, on with today's Zhanga.
We lost to Dorman by 10 points, which was pretty lame. But I didn't really care. I played every match as it came, and had no idea how the tournament was set up or what place we were in or anything (I do think we were tied for first at one point, though). An hour or two after the tournament ended, I overheard someone's phone call and found out that we had finished third. I guess that's not bad at a national tournament. We could have done better, though.
Despite the fact that about 85% of the science questions were biology (in the one round during which I counted, 8 of the 9 science tossups were bio; the other had a wrong answer and screwed me over), I could have done a lot better. I never realized how much faster Coke makes me until today, during the Dorman round. There was a question that went something like, "Name the element which has spectral emission lines of Lyman, Balmer, --"
That's where I buzzed, but Dorman buzzed at the same time and beat me. As he was giving his answer, I was contemplating my speed. How was I so slow? If this had happened during science bowl, I would have buzzed in after the Ly in Lyman. Since Lyman and Balmer are the only real clues (it's pretty hard to get it before the word Lyman), that would make me about four times faster when I'm on Coke. I'm bringing Coke next weekend. I'll try not to kill myself by drinking half a dozen in two hours, but perhaps one or two would give me a little boost.
That one question was worth 10 points, and they got all 20 points of the bonus. In other words, had I gotten that, we would have won by 50. Damnit.
I just tried like 10 games of Solitaire and I couldn't get any of them under 60 seconds. I admit defeat. =(
Remember when I wrote about the $4.75 Super Value Lunch that I could only finish half of? Well, I went back to that place today at about noon. I bought the $3.99 Combo B with orange chicken. This combo had a drink ($1.00 if sold separately), which the other did not. So I figured I'd probably be able to eat a $3 meal. After half of it, I was full, and I almost finished it. The catch was that I stuffed myself so full that my stomach hurt, and I ate almost nothing for dinner an hour ago.
Why don't we have awesome Chinese places like that near here?
11:54PM
Sunday, May 29, 2005 (5 comments)
This morning was good. We had a match at 9 AM, so we had to ready by 8:15 and the alarm was set to 7:45. I'll avoid blaming anyone for this, but I went to sleep at 7:15 AM. That kind of sucked.
At 7:45, when my phone alarm rang, I woke up in a confused and semi-dead state. To turn off my alarm, I picked up my laptop and attempted to flip a nonexistent switch on the back of my laptop. Obviously this didn't work... imaginary switches usually don't do much, and on top of that, it was my phone going off, not my laptop. This gets better. After about 30 seconds of failing to find the switch on my laptop, I put down my laptop and punched the End key on my phone in anger. This stopped the alarm, of course. I then continued trying to flip the switch on my laptop.
I am such an idiot.
Now, let me tell you a story that's actually interesting.
Warning: Reader discretion advised.
Warning: Edelstein appears in the sex-themed paragraphs that follow.
Be advised that I am not liable for damages caused by seizures, vomiting, or fainting.
On the first day that we got here, they (the three guys with me, or I guess mostly Pat and Jason) demanded that I download the Paris Hilton sex video. That took a couple of hours since the connection here really sucks and drops me a lot, but eventually it finished. One of the first things we did was play it really loudly on repeat so the kid rooming with us could hear. He hasn't said anything yet... but... he's gay.
The next afternoon, Edelstein wanted to use my laptop to check his email. I figured that he's probably a n00b, so I made a shortcut on the desktop that looked like Internet Explorer but linked to the video. He fell for it and freaked. He also had no idea what Firefox was. Blasphemy.
Hey, it's been a long time since I've had two posts in a day.
2:00PM
Yesterday, we finally went to eat at a place that Edelstein wanted to go to. It sucked balls. I paid almost $5 for a burger that I could have gotten at McDonald's (which isn't cheap either) for $1.50. The McDonald's burger would have tasted far better. In fact, I actually went to McDonald's after eating the crappy burger to get some real food.
But I guess we owe Edelstein one after making him eat where we wanted to all those times.
Someone call me to entertain me please. This is supremely boring.
We watch like six episodes of Next two days ago, and they are so funny. I like that bitch girl who NEXT'ed two or three guys in less than one minute, one of them for having a nose hair. Also, there are some good TV shows here that aren't in Atlanta. That's bullcocky. Lame.
(Time here is still Eastern though I'm in the Central zone.)
12:12AM
Friday, May 27, 2005 (1 comment)
So I'm in Chicago and I think all I'm going to do is sleep a lot every day.
Our first match is in about an hour, and we just finished eating. Get this. The four of us (Pat, Bobby, Jason, me) and Edelstein went to a Chinese place and had the Super Value Lunch for $4.75. Besides Edelstein (he's still eating), we all got owned badly by the food and didn't eat more than half of it. I don't get how a $4.75 super value meal can conquer us. What!?
We have this interesting gay Christian as a roommate. What were they thinking, five people in a room? That's lame. We put the ironing board out for him to sleep on but he folded it up =(
Connection sucks, getting off.
1:00PM
Thursday, May 26, 2005 (4 comments)
I'm so tired, and I so do not want to go on this stupid trip tomorrow.
School is out. Why am I being dragged to an academic tournament that I don't want to go on? I guess I do owe Ms. Martin for all these years, though. But two weekends... ugh!
Specifically, two weekends of Edelstein. I'm not going to be able to handle that. By the end of the second weekend, I probably will have exploded in violent temper tantrums at least six times.
I'm going to hate this so much.
By the way, do school rules still apply? I actually really want to buy porn just to piss off Edelstein. After buying it and letting him cool off for a day or two, I could cut up some nice images and spread them all over his room, clothing, bags, etc. How tempting.
I cleaned out my room on Monday. In addition to finding $110 in my room (I'd been wondering for a month why I was short $100...), which was a pleasant surprise, I also dug up a large pile of college mailings.
There are about 25 sheets of assorted papers in there, and the rest is all college advertising. One of the most conspicuous packages, near the top, was a huge one from Columbia. Ironically.
I hate colleges.
I still have a pile of rejections that I'm going to burn really soon.
... and I'm not looking forward to Chicago.
12:03AM
Sunday, May 22, 2005 (11 comments)
Apparently, or at least according to Bill, the freshman Asians hate me because (1) I am a cheap bastard and (2) I am friends with Ronjon.
Let's take this one by one.
(1) I am a cheap bastard.
I'm Chinese, and you're a rich, spoiled brat. Take that.
(2) I am friends with Ronjon.
Yeah, and you're not. Now bow down, and while you're down there...
You lose.
You know, this is the kind of thing that makes me want to hate Asians and turn into Erica Lin:
ChinkBoi101: and charles has a bad rep
ChinkBoi101: cus of his ownage party
icydog1: lol
ChinkBoi101: you won't believe it
ChinkBoi101: they don't know who charles is
ChinkBoi101: but they hate him for having alcohol at his party
Stupid freshmen.
On different note, I'm going to be hearing a lot of that really soon.
4:37PM
Saturday, May 21, 2005 (6 comments)
"Tomorrow, we will only be memories. But today, we are still the Class of 2005."
That line came this close [] to making me cry. I was so sad.
The brackets made me think of an array[].
Saying that makes me feel like Matt Haddad. Because I don't know what I'm talking about... I don't really know anything about an array.
*SHUDDER*
So on with my story.
I was at Ding Hao today (you know, the food place near CCC), and I picked up a couple of bags of sunflower seeds. As I was looking for other snacks, all of a sudden I felt this intense urge to vomit. Immediately. Weird, since I like Chinese food and its aroma.
Then I turned around and saw Hao Hao. He promptly asked, "Hey, what are you doing here?" as if I was intruding on his space. Well, brilliant one, what do you think? This store has food and only food. Did you think I went there to enjoy the scenery?
Laundry list: Actually, I was going to do this (really), but I'm too lazy.
11:10PM
Friday, May 20, 2005 (4 comments)
'05!
11:19PM
Thursday, May 19, 2005 (5 comments)
UPDATE -- 11:15 PM -- Party's at 12 noon instead of 6 PM.
Yeah, yesterday was my birthday. I know I know, you forgot to look at the calendar. It's ok, I'll forget in a day and I didn't care that much to begin with.
Today I went out and bought a pack of cigarettes and some porn mags. Delicious. Then I went to graduation practice, where I fell asleep and got yelled at by Mallanda. Yuk was sleeping in the couple of chairs next to me and he got interviewed by an AJC reporter for sleeping. How does that make sense? I own this kid at sleeping. And I'm the favorite student in the class! Take that!
My birthday party's at 12 PM on Tuesday, May 24, at the Cumberland Hooters.
I was also told to post this:
Here are some directions for my birthday party:
1. You MUST RSVP by calling my # or telling me online or in person by Sunday 5/22.
2. If you want to eat @ Hooters, please bring your own money! I am a poor Chinese boy who cannot
pay for your eating habits...
3.We're meeting at Hooters at 12 PM. I don't know how long we'll be there, but we're going
back to my house to eat cake! So let me know if you want to just come to cake.
Anyways, don't worry about getting me a present. If everyone throws in 25 cents and I get a watermelon then I'll be happy. Also, bring some money for food. I have a grand total of $20 and I have to spend that tomorrow on gas. My gas meter is below the E mark... again.
10:32PM
Tuesday, May 17, 2005 (7 comments)
Don't worry. I am still alive. I'm not on AIM 24/7 any more not because I'm dead, but because I moved Trillian to my laptop and I don't keep my laptop on all the time like I do with my desktop.
So on Sunday night, I went to get another Frosty. I walked in, and as soon as I got in front of the counter, one of the employees looks at me, gives me a grin, and says in a really monotonous and I'm-so-tired voice, "free Frosty?" I'm pretty sure all Asians who went there alone were there for free food.
On my way back to Ronjon's house, I drove along Roswell where the left lane was closed due to construction. So I was driving slowly along the right, following the car in front of me by a pretty short distance, maybe 30 feet. All of a sudden, this police car swings out from the closed-off section, turns on his lights and siren, and cuts me off perpendicularly.
He sits there for about half a minute, probably staring at the poster of Drew and trying to figure out what it is. During this time, I'm having a heart attack, seizure, and stroke at the same time. What'd I do wrong? Surely my idling along Roswell at 25 mph wasn't speeding. Maybe I ran a stop sign? Wait, no. What??
After a bit, my ears began functioning again. Hey, my MP3 player was playing the same song as it was when I got pulled over for speeding (Born To Make You Happy... hahaha)!
So the conclusion is that cops are really dumb. After giving me my heart attack, seizure, and stroke, he turned and drove forward a bit. Then he opened his window... to talk to a construction worker???
Another minute passes, and the cop turns off his lights and siren and goes back into the middle of the road. Wtf? Do they just do that to screw with people?
7:43PM
Saturday, May 14, 2005 (3 comments)
Public service announcement, courtesy of your local stingy Asian:
***NEWS FLASH!
http://www.wendys.com/w-1-0.shtml [link removed; it was the free Frosty]
Time to own. Bye.
6:39PM
Friday, May 13, 2005 (6 comments)
Friday the 13th, but it hasn't been a particularly bad day yet.
I took Fleenor's gay test on that gay T. S. Eliot poem. I threw up all over the prompt and the nurse had to come with barf-clean. It was something like, "Discuss the intellectual, aesthetic, and emotional..." (wtf?) something something and how "... Eliot honors the past and acknowledges the present." Wtf, mate?
I needed to get 20 points out of 100 to keep a B, or 20 points on the 9-point scale to get an A. I chose to keep the B. Basically, my essay is going to get a 1/9.
Never mind, I just checked my grade and I got a 74 on it... that's like a 3 or 4, right? Well, I beat my goal! I guess I didn't come very close to answering the prompt. But then again, I had no idea what the prompt was saying. I don't even remember such a short prompt (it's about 15 words) because it made so little sense.
Ah, what I am going to do in college?!
Since no trip to the school is complete without a visit to Dutter's room, I went to see her. I walked in, and besides Dutter herself, what is the first thing I see?
This:
At first, I thought the trophy just came disassembled and Dutter was too lazy to put it together. Which, really, is not altogether implausible, knowing her. Then I realized that bolts were broken and missing, and the thing was pretty banged up. Look at the corners on the triangular wooden blocks. They are owned.
Then I saw the box. Wow, that thing is an amazingly crappy box. The picture doesn't even do it justice.
So I was talking to Dutter, and she said she missed me this year and she'll miss me next year. She almost started crying, which made me want to too. Everything is going to be so weird without visiting her every afternoon, without hearing about how she constantly owns Brian Jamont and Gene, and without her telling us that we'll never make it past state.
Brian Jamont and Gene in the same sentence? What an odd combination. They are bound only by the fact that they both suck at physics... but Brian Jamont is clearly better because he attempts to badger the teacher for help while Gene seems to prefer continued sucking. Ms. Dutter laughed when I said, "I think Gene needs a 5 to get credit for physics." Then she made a wisecrack that went something like, "I don't think that's going to happen, unless he's been studying in private and hasn't been telling people." What a funny lady.
She's been getting better about this making-it-past-state thing, though. This year, she didn't admit how bad she thought we were. When we asked her whether she thought we'd get past state (after we knew our third place rank at nationals), she said, "I've been telling everyone that I thought you guys had a good shot at winning!" She was completely sarcastic, of course. But this is better than last year, when she told us we sucked and shouldn't have been in DC at all.
='(''''''
I'm so sad. I think, of all my teachers, I'm going to miss her the most.
Hey. What? I have 22 absences in Fleenor? Uhhh?
OMG OMG OMG I LIKE WHINING WAHHH I ONLY HAVE A 99 IN CALCULUS!!!!!!!!!! OMG OMG OMG OMG I AM GOING TO FREAK WHAT AM I GONIG TO DO?!!??!?!?! TEH WORLD IS GOING TO END!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Alright. Enough with the silliness/sagness. I'm comfortably sitting in my living room with my laptop on top of, well, my lap (um, I'm not going to be able to have kids if I keep my wireless card where it is), with a nice breeze from the fan above me. My mom gets home in three hours, and I don't feel like doing any work until I have to.
So.
I will reflect upon some of the teachers I've had. This may end up turning into a long rant about The Devil, or it may not. Depends how hungry I get while I'm typing. Images of cooked babies just flashed through my mind. But let me reassure you that I'm not Ms. Bryan and don't enjoy that kind of thing.
I'll start in ninth grade.
Before I start, though let me make a note: "reflect upon some of the teacher I've had" = "write whatever comes to mind when I think of a teacher and his/her class." There is no real topic or purpose for the text below. It's just a mind dump since I feel like writing stuff.
Ms. Bryan. What a coincidence! First one on the list. Well, the ninth grade Ms. Bryan was not bad. I liked her quite a bit, and I think she may have even liked me! Wow! Well anyways, I didn't really like the class since it was lit, but she was different from everyone else and at least that made things interesting. I remember Yuk was in my class, and he sat next to me and kept leaning over and touching me. I also remember that she screwed up some grammar on the board on purpose, and then she gave me bonus points for catching it. Sounds like the sort of thing that she killed me for two years later.
I had Ms. Rathjen for second semester. I was rather displeased initially, since her voice was sooooo annoying until I got used to it halfway through the semester. There was also a lot of writing, which I didn't like. But this lady is so funny, and she was pretty nice, too. She kept picking on Graham and someone else in the corner by the door, and that kept the rest of the class entertained at their expense. Perhaps she had been hanging around Greenberg too much, because one day she talked about the "quadriatic formular." Funny. I think her favorite thing to say, though, was "Will you be quiet? Oh wait, that was a rhetorical question." That was always to Graham. I'm quite sad that I didn't get to have her again. I was actually kind of looking forward to Brit Lit, but then AP Lang formed........ and I should have definitely taken Brit Lit instead. Why am I such an AP whore?
For math I had Ms. Inlow. I think we've all heard enough stories about her. Yes, she does appear to be on antidepressants. She always seems either unnaturally happy or very angry, and it's usually the former. I often wonder where they make people like this. Maybe she's related to the Ozments. Maybe? I was unfortunate enough to have her for a full year. This lady sucked so much that I only got an A first semester because the last homework grade brought me up from a 89. I think it's fair for me to blame her for that. Those two Inlow semesters saw the lowest grades I've ever gotten in math, except for this semester. But this semester, my homework average was lower than my GPA. So no one's to blame for this one but myself.
I'm glad that Ms. Inlow doesn't teach honors any more. Poor kids (me).
For geography, I had Ms. Martin. What to say about her... well, for one, people keep making fun of her for being fat, but that gets really annoying. She's such a nice lady and she's so tolerant of everything. I'm sure she's never done anything to hurt you, so why does it matter if maybe she enjoys eating? I think this was one of the last classes I had where the teacher gave out a gradesheet that you could keep track of your assignments on. Why don't teachers do that any more? =( I liked that idea. Her class was more or less enjoyable. I liked the geography part a lot more than the history, so I didn't really pay attention to the history. I could get by her tests with a low B and then just do her classwork and homework to get me a comfortable A. But I didn't realize that AP World was essentially just the history part of the geography course. Oops.
I remember one day, when we were having a test, the completely worthless Indian next to me (CV) asked me something. He always cheated off of me anyways, so I figured what the hell, I'll just tell him. Ms. Martin knew what was going on, but instead of owning me for it, she made an announcement to the whole class about how cheating is bad, we'll get written up, and be banned from NHS forever. Then she gave me a little glare and that was the end of it.
As an Academic Bowl coach, she's been more than gracious to me. I had lost a lot of my initial enthusiasm by junior year, or maybe it was just the amount of work that The Devil gave. Either way, I didn't go to a lot of practices and did practically nothing as president. But Ms. Martin never really said anything. I feel bad for that, but I always have so many damn time conflicts that I don't know what to do. I hate to make her think that I care about Science Bowl more, since it seemed like I was always skipping her meetings for that, but we met for Academic Bowl like 3 times a week and only once for science. So what was I supposed to do?
I haven't even told her that I can't make the practice on Monday because I scheduled yet another meeting for Science Club. Someone should have told me about the practice earlier...
***Time flash: I fell asleep here and woke up four hours later. That was a pretty productive use of my time, I'd say. I'll finish ninth grade and maybe continue another day if I get bored enough.
Bio was Whitlock. I don't have much to say about her. That's not really a good or bad thing. I do remember that she taught using a laptop and a projector, and she would always stand/sit in the front right corner of the room. I sat in the back left, so the laptop would block her view of me. So I'd always go to sleep. She caught me a couple of times, though, and got pretty mad. Also, she gets the cake (ha... ha... how ironic) for giving me my only WEB detention. It was 15 minutes, for playing calculator games.
Health is not worth mentioning. Programming 1A with Gesick is almost not worth mentioning. It wasn't so bad at first, then towards the end he got bitchy about everything and gave me extra assignments to do from Programming 1B. What a whore.
Ms. McGill, the Spanish teacher... that lady... she was so worthless. She was so annoying, and always made a fool of herself. Towards the end of the year, her boyfriend kept showing up in the classroom and we never did anything. The two of them looked like grapes. How did they even manage to keep their balance...
I think that's all for freshman year.
I think I'll quit posting for a couple of days because I know you're not going to read this in one sitting. I wouldn't either.
8:43PM
Thursday, May 12, 2005 (4 comments)
Since people have been posting absences, I went to look at mine. They're not that impressive, only low-teens, but I was shocked beyond belief when I looked up.
OVERSTREET HAS TWO ABSENCES FOR ME.
WTF?
The world must be ending. He took attendance?!?!?!
Also, apparently I got a 100 on the China test although I don't really know anything about China. I guess he felt bad about the question about how Chinese call foreigners "barbarians." I must say... that was a pretty dumb question.
My mom just walked over and looked at the can of Coke on my desk. She complained about me drinking too much soda, and then she picked up my glass of water. Then she drank some, made a face like "OMG THIS IS DISGUSTING!!" and then pretty quickly the face went away. Then she said, "Oh. This isn't soda, is it?" Keep in mind that this is a glass with clear sides.
On a related note, I found two opened bottles of beer in the fridge. There is currently no one living at my house except my mother and me. (It is "my mother and me," right? Not "my mother and I"? Jason? Help.)
Let it be known what Tiffany really does in her spare time:
xbaobeibabyx: and the first thing i learned
xbaobeibabyx: was how to properly spread
[...]
xbaobeibabyx: i love sucking
11:46PM
Wednesday, May 11, 2005 (6 comments)
I still have a 0 for the APES lab, so I still have a B in there. Argh.
Meanwhile, Greenberg is super awesome and so I have a 90 in there. She gave me a 100 on the combined homework grade. Interesting.
Today's another one of those boring days I have where I have nothing to say. We wanted to play some juniors in frisbee, but that didn't work, unfortunately.
Well, I guess one interesting thing happened. Since I had twenty minutes between the exams during which to eat lunch, I had to run home, make ramen, and run back with a pot of ramen since there wasn't enough time to eat at home. For some reason, people thought it was weird that I was eating ramen out of a pot at JFBC. Weird people.
7:53PM
Monday, May 9, 2005 (4 comments)
Bio was today, and nothing else eventful happened.... except for dodgeball.
So we were peacefully (or violently, depending on how you look at it) playing dodgeball, and I was moving my car out of the way so Charles and Greg could leave. I was standing around doing nothing a little while after I had parked my car again, and then these two ladies walked into the area. Since I had just gotten out of my car, I was closest to them and so they directed their attention to me.
One of the ladies talked, and the other just nodded (intimidation?). This reminds me of the tactic that the Missionaries used. It didn't work too well that time, and it wasn't exactly effective this time, either.
So the first thing she asks me is, "Do you have permission to be doing this here?" (Well, something like that.) I had no idea, so I turned around to look at the people behind me.
So get this. The lady with the mouth then goes, "DO YOU UNDERSTAND ENGLISH??"
Yeah, I'll show you who understands English when I shove a fat cock in your mouth.
(Wait. Snoddy reads this occasionally. Hmm. Oh well.)
By this time, they've attracted the attention of a large group of us*. The lady bitches some more about how we'll damage the net, blah blah blah. Then she gets yelled at by a lot of us for being supremely racist.
As they were walking away, the last thing I yelled was "THANK YOU COME AGAIN!!" (See, everything awesome in life has to do with Harold & Kumar.)
I should have given that lady the dual birdie. You know, people do this ("Do you understand English?") to my mom sometimes and I get really pissed off. But I'm never there when it happens. So I decided that if it were to ever happen with me around, I would pull some nasty crap. That lady caught me totally off guard today when she actually said it to me, which has never happened before.
By the way, thanks, James, for owning them pretty hard.
I'll end with the awesome Bash quote of the day, #501495. This is just one more reason to use Firefox:
<Kupo> man
<Kupo> Firefox can fuck itself
<DarknessTear> It can? So THAT's what the Firefox logo is doing.
If you need a visual, the Firefox logo can be found here. Actually, just get Firefox.
*Wow, as I was rereading this, instead of the word "us," I read "microsecond." Does that make me awesome or what?
8:45PM
Sunday, May 8, 2005 (5 comments)
Am I really this guy's son?
Why is this happening? Why is he on that?
Ok, that's enough absurdness for today.
I got a radio controlled airplane and I tested it out today. I managed to crash only about six times before the batteries drained. The propeller ate quite a sizable chunk of wing during one of those crashes =(
It's soooooooooo ownage, though. I love this thing. I'm probably going to be playing with it nonstop for all of AP week. For some images, search Google Images for firebird rc airplane.
I almost managed to hit my dad in the head with the plane once. He ducked =(
Who's looking forward to APES? I sure am! I can't wait to get in there and get asked a question like, "Which of the following is NOT prohibited by the Obscenely Obscure 1,2,4,4-butyltriethylmethyl-cyclononane Emissions Reduction Act of 1647?"
Then the essay's going to be something like, "Discuss the environmental pros and cons of the Obscenely Obscure 1,2,4,4-butyltriethylmethyl-cyclononane Emissions Reduction Act of 1647. Being sure to include the automobile, steel, and cow bell industries, which sectors of industry might oppose the Act, and which might support it? Why? If termites were involved in politics, would they be liberal or conservative?"
Whatever. I'm not even going to get a 5 on AP Bio. I don't care. Duke only accepts like 2 credits anyways, so I really don't care about any of these exams.
7:34PM
Saturday, May 7, 2005 (5 comments)
What an interesting night. I'll leave it at that. At least no one died.
I'm still burping up charcoal odor. It's weird.
I have to pee. Fortunately for me, I can pee. Unlike some people.
So I'm looking forward to tomorrow (aka today). This'll be fun, too.
You know, I've carried my camera around with me to everywhere. Ever since I've gotten that camera, this has been the only event that I haven't had it for. Damnit! Such good pictures I could have had.
I hope Charles doesn't get busted too badly.
Hm, Charles just IMed me:
HolyCao86: heyu\everyone get home ok
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HolyCao86: yopur mom?\
HolyCao86: igver ything good
HolyCao86: ?
icydog1: good to see that you're sober
1:17AM
Thursday, May 5, 2005 (8 comments)
Hey, the date is 05/05/05.
I took some pictures while we were in DC.
The people running the event put out cans of Coke at night during the first few days. We made sure there were no leftovers. This is after either the first or second day:
We got more cans after this picture was taken, and Dutter had eight more in her room. We drank about a third or a half of the total. The remainder were taken home. One disobedient one exploded in my bookbag just before I got home and killed a lot of stuff.
How did I actually manage to get these two faces on camera? W-w-w-what a picture.
This is me playing with a 4 second exposure on a street:
Today was AP Lit. I died. End of story.
The rest of them shouldn't be so bad. I don't really look forward to government, though.
12:59PM
Wednesday, May 4, 2005 (2 comments)
So uh... I don't really remember what happened. Seven Cokes do reduce response time on the buzzers quite a bit, as the five of us know, but I don't think it helps my memory much. Anything that happened before Sunday is just a void now.
Well, Thursday was the day we arrived. We picked up some stuff, including a frisbee, and I drew an egg to determine which division we'd play in for the preliminary rounds. I drew the division that had Smoky Hill and A&M Consolidated... the only two teams we lost to last year. That night, we went on the DC tour.
Friday was the Smithsonian I think? Something like that. Apparently I bought stuff for my lover, but I don't have a lover. (Corollary: it's not Bill.)
I have no idea what happened Saturday. I think it was the day of the seminars, when I just slept, but maybe that was Friday. I don't remember.
Anyways, Sunday was the prelims and then the first two rounds of double elimination.
Soooo... Smoky Hill. Well, last year, we beat them in frisbee one day. Then we saw them in double elimination, and as we walked in, their coach says, "We didn't expect to see you here!" (If you don't get it, this means "you suck, how did you get this far?") They won by a little bit. I had too many QD's. So after they won, the captain said, "You beat us in frisbee, but we beat you where it matters" or something like that.
What a hole. So this year, we (Walton) were playing frisbee with some friendly guys and girls from other schools, including one from Oak Ridge (well, Dragos, and another guy). Smoky Hill comes, and asks where we're from. Here's how it goes:
Ronjon: A-Town!
Smoky Hill: Which A-Town?
Ronjon: The only A-Town there is.
(This wasn't in his sarcastic voice.)
Smoky Hill: Fuck you.
We beat them by a little bit in our match against them. Then we soundly beat A&M to finish undefeated in our division.
The double elimination wasn't as good. We were beaten twice by Mission San Jose. They were all Chinese....
We finished third, with Mission San Jose second and, for the fourth year in a row, Thomas Jefferson first.
I put some stuff on my NSB 2005 page. Basically, Yujing was really perverted and horny the whole time. Nothing else really happened.
I was looking through this sheet from College Board and something caught my eye -- the Asian 11th grade average on Calc BC is 4.57.
Speaking of calculus... I must make a note here about Ronjon. During a bonus, the problem was to find dy/dx of x2tanx something something something. After a while, I had 2x written down at the beginning of my paper, and somehow Ronjon had the whole thing written out. But it was implicit differentiation and he forgot to solve for dy/dx, so I said "SOLVE!!"
And then Ronjon yells, out loud, "SHIT!" But whatever... he beat Dragos, Yujing, and me on a math bonus.
Later, in one of our last matches, there was a tossup about some kind of theorem. Dragos looked blank and I didn't know the theorem existed. Yujing (or Gene?) wasn't doing much better. Then Ronjon jumps on the buzzer and gets Rolle's theorem somehow. What??
Rumor has it that he got another math question sometime during the tournament, but I don't remember it.
Ronjon? Three math questions before two Asians and a Dragos? What the fuck?
If that doesn't get him a 130 in the class and a 6 on the AP exam, I don't know what will.
Oh and my laptop... there wasn't much time for me to get online and update or anything like that. The only place I got a signal was outside on a bench, where we weren't allowed at night.
I love this thing. I got Dell's $750 off deal, so it was only ~$950. It's a great machine, too. Dell tried to gyp me by not giving me the little battery that comes with the machine (yeah, try shortchanging a Chinaman... that's going to work really well), but I called and bitched at the outsourced tech support for two hours. I guess they know how Chinese people work since they're right across the Himalayas, and at the end of the two hours, they told me that the battery will be here in 2-3 days.
However, I am sorely disappointed that my laptop doesn't come with the awesomely cool superautoharddrivegyroscopething that Morgan has. That thing is so awesome. Why is Dell not cool like IBM?
12:37AM
Tuesday, May 3, 2005 (5 comments)
Back from the DOE National Science Bowl in DC. We placed 3rd out of 63. There were like eight or something California schools, and one of them beat us twice to knock us out.
Obviously, since I didn't update, I couldn't stay for any long period of time in a wireless hotspot. There just weren't any in the 4-H center, and I could pick up some signals outside, but they were faint and kept disconnecting me.
This post is just to let you know that I am, in fact, not dead. I'm still alive and functioning quite well after drinking four cans of Coke on Sunday and three cans on Monday. When I got home, the first thing my mom noticed was that I had turned yellow.
I'll post some funny things that happened there, but in our opinion, this year wasn't as funny as last year. I'm pretty tired right now, though, and I have to be up for school. So I'm going to sleep.
12:50AM
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