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What? Of course! I'd love to have a fire alarm at 2 AM. I can't decide what's worse: The fact that we had to go out in the pouring rain for a fire drill at 2 AM, or the fact that I was still up. I'm banking on the former, which means I have free reign to complain about being all cold and wet. However, my legitimacy in whining is mitigated by the fact that I came right back inside and blogged about it. Oh well. |
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Today we had our last real Elementary German II class. It was pretty sad, or 'trauig', as Herr Richter put it. I'm sure I spelled that wrong, but I don't even care. Case in point, it's one of the few classes that I'll be sad to see go. Math was better than usual, but I'm still bad at it. Chemistry was... terrible, suffice to say. So terrible, in fact, that I'm taking my last chemistry class EVER over the summer just to be done with it. And physics wasn't bad, but like math it's really hard. German was my fun class, and I'm sad to see it go. It convinced me to take more German, but I don't think it'll be as fun with a different instructor. A prime example of this would be German's affect on my music tastes. We listened to a little chunk of Beethoven's 9th; see: [This Past Entry], and I got into classical music. We also listened to this random pop song, and I got obsessed with it. It's the title of today's entry. Additionally, as a special treat, I've posted the actual music file. I feel safe in doing this only because I'd be thankful if someone filed litigation against me for this on account of two reasons: 1) They can't possibly be claiming much in damages because of it. 2) At least then I'd know who I can buy the record from. So that's that. Without further ado, I present: [Mädel, Du Machst Mir Was Vor] |
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Today was a whirlwind of activity. And by today, I of course am referring to a few hours ago. College has put me on a different time-scale. I'm not sure if I like it or not. I never wanted to be THAT familiar with one o'clock, but it and I see each other every night now. How disheartening. Anyways, this day began with an early brunch, and a few sad attempts at getting real work done. That was quickly forgone for SAB(Student Activities Board)'s Final Blowout, which is exactly what it sounds like. They're having one more thing for kids to go to, and they get rid of a bunch of random crap in the process. It's essentially like a carnival, but all the games and free, because you technically already paid for it with your activities fee. Ian, Leah, Lizz and I all worked together to amass a bunch of tickets to buy... a bunch of junk. At the end of the day, we ended up with a jump rope, a bouncy ball, a snap-bracelet, a photo album, and a Dirty Dancing poster. We got all that in like, an hour. Think of the damage we could've done if we'd shown up at 2 when it started. Next year we've all resolved to take it by storm and get something cool, like a movie or a coffee maker. I wanted to win the first season of Grey's Anatomy so I could smash it with my House-cane, but that was sort of a hard sell for the team as a whole. After Final Blowout we spent another good hour or so just playing with Lizz's bouncy ball in front of Centennial before dinner. It was a lot of fun at the time, but by the time we were done, I was pretty sore, and it reminded me how entirely nonfunctional my body is right now, which is sad. Did I mention how broken I am? My body and I used to have this agreement whereby I ate food that was terrible for me in sparring amounts, and it kept me from getting fat. Another part of that was that I didn't regularly exercise, but I also wasn't especially sedentary, and so I had a bit of muscle, but no stamina. Lets just say I kinda screwed the ol' Body over; By depriving it of the precious sleep it needs to keep me working. The first thing it went for was my hip. It hurts me a little bit whenever I walk anywhere now, which isn't so terrible, it's just really annoying. I also have a perpetually (as of last week) bloodshot eye that Ian thinks is pink eye. I feel like some old boat that's been battered again and again by the storm, but it might just barely coast into port to be repaired and set sail again. Getting to port, for me though, is going to be rough. Some rocky finals lie ahead, as well as tying up some loose homework ends, but I think I can make it. Then maybe I'll stop begin all gross and broken. I hope. I feel so dumb about the leg thing, because now I actually occasionally use that cane I bought a while back. I got it so I could pretend I was House, and it was good for that, but now it's gotten a little too real for me. Which reminds me of the fact that I love pretending things. It's my deal. I love toy guns and swords because they're representations of dangers and adventures I'll never experience. It's sad, but I don't mind. I catch a lot of flack for still wanting to play with toys, but I don't care. Up until two Easters ago, my cousins and I still played "capture the flag" with guns after we'd eaten the the Easter feast. I realized that this year when we didn't... It was sad. Almost tragic. I don't understand why people stop pretending as they get older. Yeah, it's silly, but you feel so cool when you're doing it. I love chasing that feeling, that whatever you're doing is totally beyond you, except for that brief instant in which it isn't. But I digress (majorly!); after we ate dinner tonight, we went to wal-mart. I looked at toys and we fought with foam swords in the aisles. It was fun. While we were there, my sister called and told me she qualified to Nationals! How exciting!!! Congratulations Erin! After that we came back and I did some homework. Then we all took a break and did a little project in the field behind C-Hall. I bought Mentos and Diet Coke from the C-Store, along with an entire can of chips which I would proceed to finish in a single night (gross). Upon mixing the two, Ian and I got soda all over ourselves, but it was still pretty cool. It got all fizzy and explody really quick. The last thing we did was watch L.A. Confidential, which I always thought was a comedy, but is actually a really, really good police drama. As I was walking Lizz home, we saw a raccoon hanging out by the dumpster behind the SUB (Student Union Building) and it was really weird. I was scared it was going to attack me on the way back. Which brings us to now. I'd like to read some Paradise Lost before going to sleep, but it's too complicated and I'm to tired, and Hank's snoring. He's been asleep since 11:30 when he came home, which was weird to start with considering most nights he doesn't even come home at all. But whatever. I'll have my cats for roommates in a few weeks, which I'm really looking forward to. In any case, I really should just get to sleep to try and hope my leg/eye self-repair with rest. I'd really like to keep them for a few more years... Plus it sucks actually needing that stupid cane I bought to 'play House'. |
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So many things going on, with school winding down and summer almost here. Though you wouldn't know it from the weather. As promised, the Senate update: The world did not end. Matt is our president now, and he's pretty ambitious about the whole affair. I'm reserving my judgment, especially to see how he handles appointments. However, in talking with him, I'm optimistic that we'll still be able to get things done. Also, I re-did just about every single application on the site for this re-staffing/regime-change. The site that I need to rebuild (again) over the summer. However, I get some fancy Senate-financed new software to do that, so that'll be fun. While we're on that topic, I recently entered into a new elected position. We held SPS (society of physics students) elections today. Courtney Bonney nominated "Ian & the Other One" for Secretary. [Story Behind This: Ian and I usually approach volunteering for stuff in physics with a "I'm game if you're game"-type attitude. So consequently we usually show up to the same stuff, and skip the same stuff. We made an effort to befriend Courtney early on, and she thought we were odd. We ended up making friends with her roommate who we have German Tutoring with. Her roommate then relayed to Courtney that we thought she hated us, and from then on Courtney made an effort to say 'hey' to us. Friendship via roommate-guilt-extortion? Maybe. Did it work? Hell yes. In the end, I overestimated the formality of SPS elections. I really wanted this position, so to help our case, I threw together a PowerPoint presentation last night (1:30 AM - 2:30 AM). Upon arriving at the meeting, we were basically expected to deliver an impromptu speech about our candidacy. Instead of doing this, I was permitted to give [our presentation]. This was met with a surprising amount of positive feedback, mostly laughs and friendly heckling. Also, we made Courtney cry she was laughing so hard. I was happy my late night endeavor was appreciated. So yeah, we won. To segue from that, I'm not the only one who's been havin' fun in PowerPoint. She's got no clue how to use Photoshop, but Lizz has got her PowerPoint Slides down. Recently she took a bunch of stupid pictures of me, and became inspired. Inspired by [this]. I got that picture from Ethan when I went to visit him a few weeks ago. It makes myself and Ethan laugh; it makes Laura and Lizz roll their eyes. So what does Lizz do? She makes [her own]. Suffice to say, if school can end on a note this good, summer's going to rock. [Addendum: I saw "Who Killed the Electric Car" tonight. It got me all juiced up and angry and big oil and the Bush administration and the automotive industry... So now I'm all angsty and in need of an Electric Automobile.] |
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I was walking back from Lizz's dorm tonight, and my leg started hurting again. Pretty bad, though now its OK. However, at the time it was nearly 2 AM and I had a slight limp. A girl riding by on a bike asked me if I needed a ride. I think she thought I was drunk. I told her, "No, I live just over there," with a big wave of my hand. Which, in hindsight, I suppose, made me appear more drunk, but whatever. It was just a touch surreal. In other news: Sadly, my party's presidential candidate did not win in the Student Senate elections. I got in, but my election wasn't even contested, so that's not really saying a whole lot. Her opponent is lacking in experience and presents a lot of potential problems that would upset the usual flow of governance. We'll persevere, but it's going to be difficult for a while. I feel like I'm already getting mixed up in the politics of it all and that's the last thing I want right now. Senate was a big enough drain on my sparing amounts of free time without an extra layer of political-game-bullshit to complicate the mater. So just stay tuned for an update as to whether Senate totally falls apart, or rises above it all. At this juncture, only time will tell. Follow Up: Really don't appreciate the spam bots hijacking my comments. I guess I just need to post more before they find my entries. Talk about motivation. But seriously, don't they know that no one reads this site...? |
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I know I promised updates about Student Research conference, but there's just not a whole hell of a lot to say. Ian and I saw Courtney, whose presentation was on the intersection of Science and Politics, which in addition to being one of my major interests, was just a very well-done presentation. We also so Keith Devlin, who was a consultant for the show NUMB3RS. His presentation was neat, but it was more of a plug for the show and his book that he wrote about the show than an actual presentation on math or research or whatever. But it's cool because I got to take a nap. I decided to blog yesterday because of all the ridiculous things I found online, but I couldn't actually get the time. I'm using the hour between Math and Chem to do this instead of sleep. Was it the right decision? You be the judge. First off, if you like music, you will [hate this band]. However, if you like Guitar Hero, you will LOVE the solo midway through the track "Either I Leave Now..." It's excellent. Props to Ian Noble for keeping me hip on the Schaumburg Music Scene. In all it's glory... The other thing I have today is something I hold very dear to my heart. It combines two of my most favorite things about the United States: the U.S. Mint and Presidents. Maybe you all saw the George Washington Dollar Coins come out earlier this year? I thought they were absurd because we already have a dollar coin with Sckagawehah (from the Latin, impossible to say (I'm not ignorant kids... it's "[Scacagawea]", Sack-uh-juh'-wee-uh.) In any case, they're making more gold coins that no one seems to want, which I thought was funny. Turns out ol' Sununu (R-NH, filibustered PATRIOT's renewal, called for Gonzales to resign, not bad for a GOPer) was a man with a plan though. He introduced the legislation that set the Gilded-Executive-Coin-Series into motion, and just like the state quarters, every year a batch of presidents are going to come out blingin'. And boy, I must say, the Founding Fathers have never looked [frumpier]. This is cool though. I just hope they 1) finish the program, and 2) make it equitable. If there's 1 million George Washington coins and like... 2 Zachary Taylor coins, what's the point? Even better than the President Dollar coins is the corresponding program that will run concurrently: The First Babe Program. "What?" you're saying, "there's no such thing!" Oh contraire. [Shaaaaaaaaaa-wing] They'll be releasing a 10-Dollar First Babe coin to go with each of the 1-Dollar President Coins. If I haven't mentioned it previously, my top three hottest first ladies in order of ascending hot-ness:
So needless to say, I'm excited for 2008. If my year begins with me purchasing a ten-dollar coin of Elizabeth Monroe to display somewhere awkward, then the rest of the year can't be half bad. It's also worth mentioning that in all my readings about currency, I figured out how dumb this country can be. They even made up a word for it; it's called [Seigniorage]. Otherwise know as the process by which Americans horde currency and profit the federal government on the scale of billions of dollars. I'm guilty of it, I'll admit. Love the 50-State-Quarters, and I'm going to love the Golden-President-First-Babe-11-Dollar-Combo-Set when they start coming out. I just had no idea that everyone else in this country was as lame as me. |
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So I'm not dead. March kinda went by the wayside for one reason or another. Which at this point is fine with me. I'm sortof at the, "OK, I get it," phase of college. I've learned all the lessons that freshman year had to teach me. I'm ready for a new roommate. I'm ready to not be murdered by the intro Physics classes. I'm ready for summer, more than anything. To live and work and sleep at home is a tantalizing concept that I'm doing my best to not get too terribly excited about. Not to mention the prospect of seeing a handful of people whose absence has not gone unnoticed during the past few months. Problem though: No job. I've begun to seriously consider reprising my Tower Cleaners Post, which means I'm in BIG trouble and need to find work fast. Some good news on the academic front: Survived (Actually did quite decently on) the cumulative Electricity and Magnetism test in Physics. Totally rewarding myself with some type of action figure. I really need to get more sleep. Everyone else has tomorrow "off", because it's Student Research Conference Day. I'll still be up at 8 AM courtesy of Senate, making tonight the 2nd "Less Than Five Hours Night's Sleep" night this week. What a terrific start I'm off to. I also registered today in the following classes: Modern Physics I Vibrations and Waves Political Methodology Intermediate German I Linear Algebra (pending an override) I'm looking forward to nearly all of those, so it'll be a good semester. So yeah. Nothing huge to report in life. I'm gonna get back in the posting saddle soon. Maybe even tomorrow with some highlights from the aforementioned SRC Day. |
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