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Monday, February 28, 2005LAST DAY of the SECOND MONTH
...........Is that supposed to be a really special day? wait, no--it's not a leap year. gazooks.
So lots of JETS-related stuffers today. Good luck to the badminton people--rather, the badminton person who ditched today.
I hope you make the team so that even more of your valuable time is wasted away. Muahahaha....no.
Need entertainment. Finished all cynthia-given manga.
So people--what exactly do you want?
Out of life, that is.
Anything in particular?
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 06:43 p.m.
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Sunday, February 27, 2005Casting and Never Cry Wolf
I suppose it's a very odd time to update now.
Seeing as how it's an insane hour--on a weekend, at that. But I can update--and therefore I will.
One downside of living here--ya never learn the supposed thing as "self restraint." Same reason why people portray the proles in communistland as greedy, grabby individuals.
So I think I should have started my homework yesterday, but then I realize I don't care. Ha.
Question to you out there: Do you agree with Hui's mom?
What, you ask? Why, her mother dislikes me.
Why?
Because, as Hui puts it, she believes I am too "suave with the ladies."
w0000000000000000000000000000000t sc0re
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 05:23 a.m.
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Saturday, February 26, 2005College of Dreams, Math
At the College of Dreams right now with Hui-chan. She be amused by "raunchy calculus," as hui is that kind of mathlete.
Would like to play CS, but instead will spend time wisely online doing random crap.
Yes. Shall put Mr. Kushal in a cast tomorrow XD
Oh, and the quote of the week--
"1f j00 c4n r34d th15, j00 r34lly n33d t0 g3t l41d"
--Flashed across Yakitate Anime
Yea, don't wanna talk about the other stuff. Figures.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 01:01 p.m.
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Monday, February 21, 2005Simple Truth
Yes.
So it has been determined.
They are no longer simply "fucktards."
It's been upgraded (downgraded?) to 'fuckwaddling pricks.'
'......Somebody saaaaaaaaaaaaave me, let your warm hands break right through...'
They tried to ground me today.
I just laughed.
Yes. Somebody--anybody--save me.
You would be my hero.
And I would love you at least as much (...more??) than my nuna.
(.......kidding, nuna)
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 09:48 p.m.
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Sunday, February 20, 2005Hate the Engineering, Love Hate the Engineer
Hanjay told me they needed a straightsword performer for the multicultural show. Hanjay told me if I came to wushu on Sunday he'd teach me all that I'd need to know to perform. Hanjay told me I could learn the form super quick.
So I went. And now I'm back. And Hanjay told me I wasn't good enough yet. And I somehow ended up bringing a straightsword home with me........a sword that isn't mine.
But I'm not complaining. Cuz muscat is still really good. I don't understand why some people don't just suck on the gummy--it makes it last longer . Then again, some people just inhale them. ......Future diabetes victim, anyone?
Hmm...mother confiscated afforementioned straightsword that isn't (wasn't?) mine. I need to find a sturdy metal ruler. One that isn't bent from repeated collisions with my backside. But preferably shaped like a sword, with a hilt and all. So my dad was a bastard earlier and attempted to force his way into my room (but being the stud I am, I easily resisted said forced entry with but one foot stopping door) to return my katana to the 3J family. Then my mom tried to force her way in to take away my computer for the same general reason--that the computer and/or the katana was causing my "bad behavior."
No, my "bad behavior" is caused by your combined inabilities to act like anything beside asinine fucktards.
....yes, mr. voice-in-my-head--I agree with you this time. Who the hell confiscates a phone from a kid like me? But that was still a pretty mean word, "fucktard."
Shit. Bastard sr. just came into my room sporting printed versions of all the sites I allegedly visited today. Including cynthia's blog. And, for some queer reason, weddingplanner.com. WTF?
So that's how unemployed ex-engineers spend their free time.
Damn, I think my parents have made me hate engineering by association. Somebody shoot me if I become an engineer.
Somebody. Anybody. ........Julius? Sounds like a job for you.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 09:56 p.m.
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Saturday, February 19, 2005Landmark in DDR Chronology
Summer 2003: Topher gets DDR
Sometime after that: B's Max 300 Heavy
Sometime after that: Does MaxX Unlimited
Todasy: Burns 1000+ calories on workout
.................yea, not much else happening around here. The three captains and eshter came over for scioly stuff. We ate candy.
Lots of candy. Esther seemed to like the kasugai gummies a lot. finished all my apple.
But it's all good.
All the time.
And she's cool.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 11:36 p.m.
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Friday, February 18, 2005Raunchy Calculus and Faux Math
So today during my pretend-to-be-math class (aka "stats,") gochu and the jolly andrew erwin got ass-lectured by the pretend-to-be-math-teacher (aka "stats teacher").
............who yells at GOCHU for being "disrespectful???"
I laughed. Very, very hard--but all on the inside. Otherwise ms. faux would have snapped again. Said something to gochu about nussbaum--just like how she snapped last semester.
Since we're on the subject of math...taken from charu's xanga site:
They integrated from the very point of origin. Her curves were continuous, and even though he was odd, he was a real number. They both wanted to get skewed. The day their lines first intersected, they became an ordered pair.
From then on it was a continuous function. They were both in their prime, so in next to no time they were horizontal and parallel.
She was awed by the magnitude of his perpendicular line, and he was amazed by her conical projections. "Bisect my angle!" she postulated each time she reached her local maximum. He taught her the chain rule as she implicitly defined the amplitude of his simple harmonic motion. They underwent multiple rotations of their axes, until at last they reached the vertex, the critical point, their finite limit. After that they slept like Logs. Later she found him taking a right-handed limit, that was a problem, it was improper form. He meanwhile had realized that she was irrational, not to mention square.
They diverged.
She's currently reaching the limit in a relationship that is somewhat undefined. He is currently unable to afford dating because he cosined a loan for his son, tan.
........you just can't beat math jokes.
wOrd
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 04:30 p.m.
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Thursday, February 17, 2005DVC Disastered
Yea. So it looks like our math team suckorzed a lot at DVC.
Apologies for my craptacularity on individual (answer was in terms of "n;" I wrote it in terms of X) and two person (we got...four points...)
So. I guess this means we shall have to try at regionals.
Bah. Trying sucks. Suck on a gummy--it's a lot better than chewing it, ESTHAR.
You're right--esthar does sound like a manwhore.
and you--make sure to call me. Need relief from the ennui
Bought Hui that burrito I owed her. Chipotle rocks
Yep, my gpa this sem is currently a low 3-something.
But is it all good?
Yep, I suppose it is.
Has to be.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 11:24 p.m.
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Wednesday, February 16, 2005Goodbye, Naruto
Go listen to "Do It All Night" by E-rotic; it's a DDR song XDDD
School today felt exceptionally futile. Gave the feeling like that little mouse in the huge maze with the electrified floors; step on metal floor, get shocked.
::patter patter patter:: *ZAP*
But the mouse--no, all mice--the mice, they always ran across that electrified floor. Not because they were lacking in intelligence. Or were masochistical mice. Can mice partake in S/M?
No--it was because they couldn't bear not to run.
To be free, to go where they choose inside the confines of the little plexiglass box.
Ah, to be a mouse--imagine the endless benefits! You could live off a burrito for a week and a half. Housing would be a breeze. And don't even get me started on clothing--haven't you ever wished you could run around butt naked without anyone giving a second thought?
.............however, I suspect the work oppurtunities are severely limited.
The dean decided to let us off easy, as Julius is quite talented in that fashion. And they gave me my four of clubs back, even though playing cards are banned. My classmates' rationale is that playing cards are banned because people gamble with them, whereas I was simply attempting to use one as a lethal weapon--and you apparently can't gamble with just a four of clubs, as ancilla says.
Ha. Ancilla. Anchila. An chi. Angie. Angela. Get it? ..........ahahahahahaha shut up. Ancilla = slave woman, btw.
Piano today. Dammit, they licensed naruto, those flaming american bastards.
fuck.
Oh well, it's all good.
...........although I wonder how that company would like it if someone were to shove a kunai up their.....*ahem*.....:D
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 09:47 p.m.
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Tuesday, February 15, 2005Double Fish Filet
So, as many of you loyal readers may have heard already.........today my card-throwing was reprimanded by a school librarian, and a playing card AND ID card was confiscated.
Um, shucks? Poor Julius. But he will get off without difficulty.
So AMC12B tomorrow--wish me luck and absolute mathownage. Mathownage. That should be a word.
Yea, grades not looking too hot. The whole "trying-in-school" thing...yea it's not too favorable right not. When you get a 61% on an APUSH test.....yea.
Parental units out. Hoping for a double fish filet. And yes, I have to sneak online for pitas.
Some people ask how I get through. *gestures towards [cool people] list*
That's how.
Cuz some people are cool.
They rock my world.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 05:28 p.m.
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Monday, February 14, 2005Exodus Requested
So the parental units' notorious asshole gene seems to have developed over the weekend--internet rights have been completely revoked. Due to an unforseen mutation of the asshole gene, an uncontrolled malignant growth in the personality sector of their respective brains has developed and is currently worsening their mental condition from "slight jackass" to "annoying fucker."
To add to this wonderful day, the lovely cynthia totally backed out of our agreement we made thursday. Even after she ate my candy.
Apparently she thinks that people not actually in science olympiad shouldn't be in the yearbook picture.
Blasphemy. .............But she gave me her word that she will draw chibi versions of everyone on the scioly team for our t-shirt.........so I guess it'sall good.
I am not doing well in Chemistry. Mayhaps I should start to pay attention, and lessen the note-writing, seeing as how cathy has seemingly ceased correspondence. Angela has cool NGE stationary. Me like. Giant synthetic life forms are the roxorz, especially when they have giant knives and guns to fight with.
Oh, and in a mad rush to stand into place in the scioly photo, I *accidentally* broke a part of our 2nd-place-in-the-state trebuchet.
But it's alllllllllll good, right?
No, toph--it isn't. It's not all good. Life sucks and you're going to die a lonely, lonely boy. Fucker. Go jump in front of a train.
wow, you're quite mean today, mr. voice-in-my-head-number-8. I think I'm going to just ignore you.
That's right, ignore........................mmmm peach gummies....^__^
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 06:42 p.m.
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Sunday, February 13, 2005...Is It Valentine Eve?
So Kaidi stopped by today, and I got a hug and a card.
My mom thinks I planned it all, and accused me of *gasp* talking on the phone with a GIRL (in this case, kaidi) to arrange everything, from her convenient arrival RIGHT before my recital to her departure 2 minutes later, me obviously being a scheming SOB. Ha, ha, ha.........not funny.
Piano recital today. Was tallest kid at the recital by a head and a half, as everyone else appeared to be in no more than the sixth grade. Little people are short.
Am royally f-ed for apush and...sadly....AP STATS. This is a total traveshamockery--I have to study for a...for a....math test. :(
Mini med school today, acquired TWO very interesting pictures. For free.
Free pictures, you acquired?
Yes. Free pictures.
I be a supah winner.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 06:17 p.m.
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Saturday, February 12, 2005Lacking the Wright Stuff
I have found
That I am very quirky
Without sufficient sleep.
nerr?
Scioly Invitational @ prospect high school today w/ the top 23 or so teams in the state--we placed 3rd or 4th. I'm not too sure, as our coach made us leave before the awards ceremony. So it goes.
But that wasn't what made today very quirky. It would be my apparent luck--or lack thereof. Particularly with the airplanes--even my mission possible ran smoothly (yay for yesterday's help)
So I tried to test fly in the morning. Pulled off one test flight after a crash-landing, and then some genius in the janitorial department turns on the air vents. Said airvents directly cause three breakages--problems in themselves, but minor and solved by cyanoacrylite.
So then, come afternoon, I step into the field house--hey, what do you know! The air vents are off! So I eagerly skip over to fly one of my airplanes...so I launch the very first one on its very first afternoon flight, and it goes up...and up...and....gets stuck in a raised basketball hoop.
Wonderful.
But wait--it's not that bad. I brought two planes, right? So I whip out the other plane, and watch it glide towards the heavens when it.............
...................gets stuck in that metal-framed net-thing that's suspended from the ceiling and used for baseball practice--we have one in our fieldhouse at the far end.
0 for 2.
But they're test flights, right? Well...in the first official flight, the wing physically broke off of the pylons, and one of the pylons snapped.
Let's not discuss what happened after that, ok?
So it goes.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 10:00 p.m.
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Friday, February 11, 2005Sucking the Mango
So robin and paul and cheng came over to help with mission possible, and we had a rather entertaining time. Things written on the MP: -Mission *lightning bolt* Possible
-Redhawks
-Sucking a Mango Fruit
...Interesting to note how her favorite fruits included the strawberry and the mango.......jk ;p
Paul....get a haircut.
Prospect 2mrw...o_Oa
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 11:02 p.m.
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Thursday, February 10, 2005WYSE, Pizza, and all that Jazz
So today was the WYSE competition--our school came in 3rd (meaning we don't advance as a school) but at least this year we have many individuals going to sectionals.
.........where we will beat north in a few more events. The awards ceremony was interesting--when one of our students won an event (meaning north only placed 2nd) I screamed out, "take THAT, NORTH!" in my second most obnoxious voice possible.
Then, when it turned out that two of our students tied for first place, I had no choice but to exclaim, "OWWWWWWWWWWNED!!!!!!" in my most bratty shout. 'Twas very satisfying. I even quasi-stood up and pointed a gloating finger at their general direction.
If only the cyborg RSI-alum Harvard-early-admission-acceptee Dave Yang wasn't so modest.
Lost in math to scotty abrams. I shall actually practice for sectionals--tis been a long, long while since I've beaten him in mathy goodness.
In semi-WYSE related news, cynthia so kindly cleaned me out of peach kasugai gummies. As in nearly a whole bag. But she is coolio and gave me a ride home(while providing much-needed entertainment), so it'sall good.
We went to the gas station!
.............'twas the highlight of my week :)
btw super kudos if you get the grade school history allusion.
Oh, and I bought a whole pizza for myself. Eight Dollars. Ate half of it, and then some.
I think I eat too much.
But it'sall good, yo.
Why?
Cuz food is good. End of story.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 08:08 p.m.
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Wednesday, February 9, 2005busybusybusybusybusybusybusybusy
As you can tell...I shall be busy.
But not just yet.
Don't misunderstand; I have piles of science olympiad & WYSE & JETS related work to do, in addition to a rather unpleasant level of homework. And two science competitions, a piano recital, and a mini-medical school to attend before next monday.
But right now, at this very moment in time, I am almost, almost, almost free. Free to look out the window and watch the snowflakes flutter around aimlessly as snowflakes do; free to watch the phone and wonder when I shall next be entertained; free to just type whatever the hell I want at this lovely pitas, while dreaming of my next MUSCAT gummy. Gummie. Whatever. And the unbearable pressure of the workload? Gone.
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............yea, that just means I'm procrastinating.
Sorry if you were expecting something poetic.
Anyways, happy CHINESE NEW YEAR to my readers. WYSE tomorrow. Must show up North; pay them back for the countless incidences of math and science humiliation.
Should get started on homework soon. Very soon.
But those snowflakes are fun to watch. Even if a certain unnamed girl we know as cynthia hates snow.
And so it goes.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 04:51 p.m.
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Tuesday, February 8, 2005The Simple Life... in the Archetypal Garden
Muscat Gummy beats everything except peach and blueberry. Mmmmmm....*drool*
Damn ILML. To hell with that. And, while we're at it--let's just toss all scored tests, period. Yes, that includes the notorious ACT/SAT--who wants a council of greasy impotent men writing test questions for the sole purpose of reducing your academic self to a number?
They probably never got out much; kind of like me.
I hope I don't become a standarized test writer. I would probably try to choke on a kasugai gummy and die. A MUSCAT one, at that.
Went to see some multicultural show auditions afterwards; sadly missed angela and cynthia's singing. BUT angela sang a good portion of the song for me on the way to the front door. She have good singing voice--better than gochu, at least. Gochu, who sings along to avril lavigne. ::shudder::
So in Romance, we were picking possible actresses to play Rosalind/Celia in Shakespeare's As You Like It, and someone jokingly suggested Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie.
Ms. Gatto was not at all pleased.
Cheng failed to show up to math team, where he was supposed to maul me today. Xiao claims there will be grave consequences for him.
Maul me? Ha.
.......No way he could have caught me.
I can run away fast.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 06:53 p.m.
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Monday, February 7, 2005Little Nothing at All
So. I believe that Robert Miles makes pretty cool music. I like. Listening to "Princess of Light" right now, courtesy of 3-J's.
Angela and catty both tell me I am not a guy. A girl at heart, they say. DERRRRRRRRRRRR?
Joyoy tells me to take this as a compliment.
So, I suppose I will. Nothing much today at school, except that I wrote a record amount of notes--four FULL pages of notebook paper. Shizzle-nitz.
Oh, finally installed that laser printer in my room.
I guess if they won't allow a social life, at least I can have two printers.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 05:37 p.m.
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Sunday, February 6, 2005Why Cardio is Important
This week will quite possibly be very interesting. Science Olympiad invitational on saturday, which unfortunately coincides with the winter formal. We're losing a SCIOLY regular to winter! Cuz all the guys on the team going to the dance (read: just paul) can still attend both, but since girls take longer than 7 minutes to dress up...Hui decided to choose a social life over science olympiad.
...great job being a captain, Hui. KIDDING.
Yea, not that you particularly really cared or wanted to know that. But this is MY online journal, biatch.
WYSE on thursday. Must...beat...north. Wait, no--must...not...lose...horribly. Lemme think of the team members who read this...CYNTHIA! DO YOUR PRACTICE TESTS!
Kind of funny how kushal made the team by default. remember mr. weekly special? Maybe he'll talk so much before the test is distributed that all the other competitors in the room will simultaneously commit harakiri with their newly sharpened pencils.
But that would be messy. Messy is bad. My FREE corner bakery sandwich at minimed was messy today. The tomato must have felt it hadn't lived out all of its natural life; it kept on attempting to escape.
So today during minimed, watched a video where a dude with a quasi-beer belly got a full body physical. When the doctor person was...well...kneading...his stomach to check for something, I had a sudden flashback to the days of 'flubber.'
I was afraid the squishy abdominal entity was going to absorb her entire body. Kind of like that one Simpsons episode where the chinese woman gets stuck in homer.
That's why you play DDR--to get rid of that spare tire. I bet mr. dough-belly never played DDR in his youth.
Yeap, I sure do have a lot of stuff to do. School related, mostly.
And yet I waste my time here.
Figures.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 07:12 p.m.
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Saturday, February 5, 2005The Low Carb Life
Slept at 10 something yesterday, and woke up after noon today. Tasty.
So I just spent a greater portion of my day in the basement building a tower and airplane, as Hui and paul were both too lazy to help out. Being in Chicago is no excuse, Hui.
I'm on episode 100 of PoT. It is still very, very addictive. Mini medical school tomorrow. WYSE and Science Olympiad invitational this coming week. I could use a bit of help with scioly, seeing as how my fellow 'captains' are being derelicts.
So during dinner, mother dear decided to nitpick my eating habits. Particularly my cafeteria habits: her: you shouldn't eat pasta at school
me: why?
her: because pasta has carbs
me: ......so does rice...her: and TV says eating carbs often is bad
me: ......is that why you cook rice everyday?
her: .........you don't eat enough fruit.
I want to play yahoo chess.
Actually, there are a lot of things I'd like to do. But the wardens--they're not to lenient about leisurely activities. I guess weekend freedom is probably too much to ask for.
.......that's just life, huh. The prison guards always make sure to be one step behind your wishes.
One year, six months.
No parole.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 07:34 p.m.
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Friday, February 4, 2005
==Weekly Special==
Words of the Simpson
Today, during APUSH, Stewart gave a very interesting comment on being in Linder's class. Now, I like Mrs. Linder--but apparently Stewart does not-- "Not only does God hate me, but it appears Satan does too."
-S. Simpson, on Linder APUSH
Ah, Stewart. That's what you get for being an evil genius.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 08:14 p.m.
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Friday, February 4, 20051 year and 6 months, No parole
Kudos if any of you readers out there are 133t enough to figure out the PI+ class of 2000 reference. Quasi-kudos if any of you readers figure out what the above meant. Anti-kudos if you're going, 'wtf' after reading the title, cuz people who aren't l33t don't deserve these kudos.
So. It's official.
I dislike...
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.........a math class.
To be technical, it's not actually a math class--it's more of a semi math-wannabe class, as it possesses non of the uberness characterized by real math classes. To be really technical, it's AP stats.
Maybe it's the 70% I got on the last 50 point quiz. Maybe it's the assigned seating that doesn't change all semester. Maybe it's the apparent fact that the teacher strongly dislikes my lack of attention and effort. Maybe it's the fact that AP stats pretends to be a math class when it isn't. Poser.
It's probably a combination of all three four. See? It's getting to me already. I have a theory that staying in an AP stats classroom too long causes my math brain cells to go kamikaze and smash their poor myelin bodies into neighboring brain cells, blowing up in a miniature flaming fury.
Which explains why I've gotten dumber. And why my writing sucks. And why my moments of incompetence increase every week.
AP stats is the bane of my mathematical existence.
It's worth less than e^(pi*i) + 1.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 08:10 p.m.
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Thursday, February 3, 2005Marissa Cooper is black?
Apush quiz-esque activity today. CML (calculus math league) today as well. Did not like APUSH pseudo quiz; I'm apparently not supposed to take the CML test until the coming tuesday, but I guess things are just different at north.
So I'm looking around for more playing cards (the deck I just opened this sunday...three cards in usuable condition left :D), and I found this one great deal--problem is, it's 100 decks of playing cards, and I'd have quite a bit of trouble explaining that to the parental units.
I've got a better solution--
Anyone have a few spare decks of playing cards at home they don't need? =D
So after dinner my mom decided to watch the OC (cuz...she heard I watched it?) and pointed at marissa:
her: What race is she?
me: huh?
her: She looks like a black person.
Quite confuzzled. But life is confuzzling.
And best wishes to Bob, currently hospitalized. His condition might need a transplant--I hope he recovers soon.
Such is life.
And yes, life is quite the bitch.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 07:56 p.m.
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Wednesday, February 2, 2005Quick Post before Doomshour
Ah, must write and type super fast, as I lost my internet "rights" in a couple of minutes. Lost? wtf....I LOSE my internet rights...wow my english are degrading.
So, let's see what happened today--catty stayed indoors for lunch, just to learn how to fold an uber origami flower I made for her. I taught her, fold by fold, and she made one...but...
....apparently she says she doesn't remember how to make it. Silly catty, tricks are for kidz.
Piano lessons today--I JUST finished memorizing my piece for the recital on the 13th--normally, the suzuki program I'm in asks that you have the pieces memorized a couple of MONTHS in advance of the recital, so as to have sufficient time for polishing. Ha.
Working on the card throwing--I decided the Jay hold is way too hard for me now (no wrist muscles...*sigh*)...but I have the traditional frisbee-like style down, and I'm working on the traditional vertical backhand style.
Can I puncture a watermelon yet? Well...no...BUT I can make a really, really, really loud THWACK sound against my wall, which my mom downstairs gets really annoyed about.
Ah, to be young.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 09:49 p.m.
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Tuesday, February 1, 2005Sucking at Math, Searching for Garden
Ah. T'was the AMC 12 today.
And...it was not pretty. I somehow managed to score lower than the other two years I've taken it. Did not listen to trebby's advice from 8th grade--had I did, the score would have been a 139.5...but it wasn't. Meaning I didn't get my 150.
MVC, on the other hand, was mucho interesting. Chris Chung glanced at my chess set, and growled, "bring it on, [censored]."
But, I pwned chris chung in chess--crushed him so badly that he will now never lay eyes on another chess board again in his life.
Literally.
Meaning he voluntarily gouged out his eyes with a bishop and the pointy cross of the king after his shameful defeat, cursing about how he had dishonored the name of chris.
....kidding, chung. He taught gochu and I how to say "will you go out with me" and "you have a small gochu" in korean. Two priceless phrases.
So...I have to find images of my own personal garden for Romance. Kind of an enjoyable deviation from the standard regurgitation most classes tend to forcefully shove down your throat. I guess that's contradictory--forcing regurgitation down your throat--but if you read my blog that closely, you're a loser.
Kidding, jenny jen. Just kidding.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 07:27 p.m.
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