Captain's blog, stardate 2947.7....
I know I'm being horribly slow to update. Sorry about that. It's so hard to find the time to do a post, although I know being busy isn't a very good excuse not to stay in touch with people.
So let's see, what's happened? Oh yeah, Thanksgiving. That already seems like it was about a billion years ago. But it was really fun. I got to see my high school friends, and some of my teachers, at homecoming, which was super exciting. They're all doing their college applications now...poor kids. If you guys are reading this, know that you shall finish everything and then get into an awesome college and have loads of fun, just like I'm having right now. (Obviously, MIT is the best of all possible colleges, but if you go somewhere else that's fine too.) So anyway, Thanksgiving. Sorry, I'm really tired right now, but I want to at least try and write something before I get too busy again and don't have the time. Yeah.
So on Thanksgiving, my whole family was there, and I played D&D with my brothers and my sister Maggie. We had to teach my little brother Stephen how to play: I don't think he really understood the rules, but he gathered enough to throw ninja stars at monsters when it was his turn.
Sample Dialogue:
John and Elizabeth: *doing arithmetic*
Maggie: So Stevie, do you want to ask John to give your character a Justin Bieber CD for his birthday?
Stephen: Sure. Is it my turn yet?
Elizabeth: Yes.
Stephen: I throw a ninja!
(Don't worry, we don't like Justin Bieber. Or rather, we don't like the two measures' worth of one of his songs that we've somehow heard.)
Thanksgiving pretty much rocked, but of course I didn't get any work done because I was too busy having fun with my siblings. So when I got back here, I had to write a draft of my final paper for Shakespeare class and do problem sets for all my other classes. Not fun at all. And on Monday I was super tired and couldn't focus at all, so I didn't really get much done. But I worked really hard yesterday and today so now I'm pretty much finished.
Other miscellaneous bad stuff: I got a really low grade on my physics test, but the average was only two points more than my score, so statistically I was average. Anyway I'll, like, study and stuff, so there's no need for parents and/or authority figures to bug me about it. I know what I'm supposed to do, OK? Anyway, now my test average in physics is an 82, which, since our professor says he won't curve our scores, is a B-. And I was telling my friend about this, except I said B flat instead of B minus. The most reasonable conclusion to draw from this is that I need to sleep, so I think I'll go do that now.
Sorry this post wasn't very entertaining! Perhaps next time I get around to it I'll have something more interesting to say.
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12.01.2010
11.18.2010
Miscellany
Captain's blog, stardate 9224.7...(I just realized I've been forgetting to repeat digits in my "random" numbers)
Ah man, why can't I ever make the time to update this thing? Answer: I'm lazy. Or if you want to sound smart, I'm pretty sure indolent means the same thing, but I'm too lazy to look it up! I should really go study for my math test or something, cause I have a math test tomorrow. And a chemistry test on Monday, and a physics one on Tuesday. What fun. (By the way, I know it's hard to convey sarcasm through typed words, but if you tried to print a copy of this page, the sarcasm would be so thick it would jam your printer.)
In good news, I finished the PowerPoints for my Splash classes last weekend, and my friend is coming to stay with me and take one of my classes, and bringing her Plushy Spock to chill with Plushy Kirk! Speaking of which, I need to vaccum my room before tomorrow afternoon. Bleh. Given how badly I fail at other household tasks such as cleaning and laundry, I can't imagine that will work out very well. Also, I'm semi-excited for the concert choir concert on Saturday evening (after my Splash classes).
In bad news, my Splash classes are full of mostly homeschoolers, who probably know more than me about everything I'm going to say. Hopefully I won't embarrass myself too badly. In other bad news, I bought a ticket a long time ago to see Harry Potter tomorrow evening. A bit after that, some person in charge of activities for the freshman class got like 300 tickets to see it this evening, which all my friends got but I didn't since I already had a ticket. But then I remembered that my friend is coming tomorrow afternoon so I won't be able to go off in the evening and watch a movie by myself. So I guess I'll go next week or something. Except not, because the only days I'll have any time to do anything will be when I'm home for Thanksgiving and it would be kind of mean not to hang out with my siblings since that's the reason I'm coming home. So maybe the week after next if they are still showing it down here, which seems likely enough.
Ah man, why can't I ever make the time to update this thing? Answer: I'm lazy. Or if you want to sound smart, I'm pretty sure indolent means the same thing, but I'm too lazy to look it up! I should really go study for my math test or something, cause I have a math test tomorrow. And a chemistry test on Monday, and a physics one on Tuesday. What fun. (By the way, I know it's hard to convey sarcasm through typed words, but if you tried to print a copy of this page, the sarcasm would be so thick it would jam your printer.)
In good news, I finished the PowerPoints for my Splash classes last weekend, and my friend is coming to stay with me and take one of my classes, and bringing her Plushy Spock to chill with Plushy Kirk! Speaking of which, I need to vaccum my room before tomorrow afternoon. Bleh. Given how badly I fail at other household tasks such as cleaning and laundry, I can't imagine that will work out very well. Also, I'm semi-excited for the concert choir concert on Saturday evening (after my Splash classes).
In bad news, my Splash classes are full of mostly homeschoolers, who probably know more than me about everything I'm going to say. Hopefully I won't embarrass myself too badly. In other bad news, I bought a ticket a long time ago to see Harry Potter tomorrow evening. A bit after that, some person in charge of activities for the freshman class got like 300 tickets to see it this evening, which all my friends got but I didn't since I already had a ticket. But then I remembered that my friend is coming tomorrow afternoon so I won't be able to go off in the evening and watch a movie by myself. So I guess I'll go next week or something. Except not, because the only days I'll have any time to do anything will be when I'm home for Thanksgiving and it would be kind of mean not to hang out with my siblings since that's the reason I'm coming home. So maybe the week after next if they are still showing it down here, which seems likely enough.
9.17.2010
Still Alive
Captain's blog, stardate 4197.1...
Well hello there. It's 10:30 on Friday night and I just spent two hours doing chemistry homework. Isn't that just a lovely way to spend an evening? (That was a rhetorical question. The answer is "NO, because I didn't even get any math homework done.")
Seriously, they weren't kidding when they said we would have to work here. Sitting here, with 2/3 of a chemistry P-set and all of an 18.03 P-set to (hopefully) finish by Wednesday so I can start my homework cycle all over again, I wonder why I love this place so much. I'm still fairly convinced that I love it here, though. Maybe it's just too much chemistry clogging up my brain, but I'm pretty sure I wouldn't want to be someplace else.
Eh, whatever, maybe I'm just really weird. That would explain a lot, actually.
Yay for weekends...except not, because there's always stuff for me to be doing on the weekends which is not my homework, and when I'm not doing said miscellaneous activities I have to do my homework. Amazing how that happens. Although, come to think of it, I had a bit of a weekend-ish moment today, because I didn't even start my homework until around 7:30, which was very irresponsible because it prevented me from getting enough done before I got too tired and had to resort to blogging which is marginally easier than calculating the wavelength of a tennis ball. But the point is at least I had a few hours of doing nothing while feeling guilty about not working, which is kind of the point of weekends.
Unfortunately, though, I don't write very coherently when I'm tired (lucky I finished my English homework a few hours ago!) so I'm going to have to sign out for now. There wasn't much news to report anyways.
Well hello there. It's 10:30 on Friday night and I just spent two hours doing chemistry homework. Isn't that just a lovely way to spend an evening? (That was a rhetorical question. The answer is "NO, because I didn't even get any math homework done.")
Seriously, they weren't kidding when they said we would have to work here. Sitting here, with 2/3 of a chemistry P-set and all of an 18.03 P-set to (hopefully) finish by Wednesday so I can start my homework cycle all over again, I wonder why I love this place so much. I'm still fairly convinced that I love it here, though. Maybe it's just too much chemistry clogging up my brain, but I'm pretty sure I wouldn't want to be someplace else.
Eh, whatever, maybe I'm just really weird. That would explain a lot, actually.
Yay for weekends...except not, because there's always stuff for me to be doing on the weekends which is not my homework, and when I'm not doing said miscellaneous activities I have to do my homework. Amazing how that happens. Although, come to think of it, I had a bit of a weekend-ish moment today, because I didn't even start my homework until around 7:30, which was very irresponsible because it prevented me from getting enough done before I got too tired and had to resort to blogging which is marginally easier than calculating the wavelength of a tennis ball. But the point is at least I had a few hours of doing nothing while feeling guilty about not working, which is kind of the point of weekends.
Unfortunately, though, I don't write very coherently when I'm tired (lucky I finished my English homework a few hours ago!) so I'm going to have to sign out for now. There wasn't much news to report anyways.
8.31.2010
Keys
Captain's blog, stardate 2653.5...
Time for an amusing story. By which I mean amusing to people who are not me because I do not find this story amusing in the slightest.
So this evening I eventually decided to make myself some supper, which is Elizabeth-language for "spread hummus on a slice of pita bread and eat it". This was accomplished without much ado. However, when I went back to my room after finishing my "meal", a slight problem presented itself. As you might have already guessed from the title of this post, said problem was that my keys had vanished.
Now, I have two keys on my keyring. One opens the door to my room, which locks itself automatically when closed. The other opens the lock to my cupboard in the kitchen, where my utensils, plates/bowls/cups, and dry food is stored. So without my keys I can do pretty much nothing.
Understandably this was quite distressing to me so I ran around looking in all the places where I could concievably have left my keys while in the process of getting my food. Purse? No. Refrigerator? No. Countertop? No. Garbage Can Where I Threw Away One Small Piece Of Plastic? No. At this point the only place I could think of that I hadn't checked was inside the cupboard. Which I had already locked.
I then proceeded to do the following:
1) Try to cut the lock with scissors (this obviously failed)
2) Run downstairs and borrow the spare key to my room from the front desk
3) Desperately search my room (split infinitives! Yay!) for a spare key to the cupboard lock, which I seemed to recall having.
4) Fail to find the cupboard key and despondently return my room key.
5) Remember where I put the cupboard key, rush downstairs, borrow the room key again, and take the cupboard key out of my room.
6) Open the cupboard, only to discover...my keyring is not inside!
7) Pray desperately that I will remember someplace my keys could possibly be, since they're obviously not anywhere I could possibly have left them.
8) Search everywhere again, including desperately checking inside pots I never touched to see if someone could have hidden them.
9) Discover my keys! Where were they so cleverly hidden from sight?
...In my jeans pocket, of course. Where I had put my keys on several other occasions and never forgotten to look.
And thus I prove my complete and utter lack of common sense for the 2,718,281st time. I feel like I'm on some bad sitcom or something but am still not deriving any amusement out of this.
However, in good news, I'm listening to the Star Trek: The Motion Picture theme, which is definitely one of my favorite pieces of music ever written, and definitely the best part of the movie. (The second-best part of the movie was that it showed some very pretty shots of the Enterprise accompanied with the majestic music. The third best part of the movie was that it said "Star Trek" in the title. The fourth best part was that it ended.)
Time for an amusing story. By which I mean amusing to people who are not me because I do not find this story amusing in the slightest.
So this evening I eventually decided to make myself some supper, which is Elizabeth-language for "spread hummus on a slice of pita bread and eat it". This was accomplished without much ado. However, when I went back to my room after finishing my "meal", a slight problem presented itself. As you might have already guessed from the title of this post, said problem was that my keys had vanished.
Now, I have two keys on my keyring. One opens the door to my room, which locks itself automatically when closed. The other opens the lock to my cupboard in the kitchen, where my utensils, plates/bowls/cups, and dry food is stored. So without my keys I can do pretty much nothing.
Understandably this was quite distressing to me so I ran around looking in all the places where I could concievably have left my keys while in the process of getting my food. Purse? No. Refrigerator? No. Countertop? No. Garbage Can Where I Threw Away One Small Piece Of Plastic? No. At this point the only place I could think of that I hadn't checked was inside the cupboard. Which I had already locked.
I then proceeded to do the following:
1) Try to cut the lock with scissors (this obviously failed)
2) Run downstairs and borrow the spare key to my room from the front desk
3) Desperately search my room (split infinitives! Yay!) for a spare key to the cupboard lock, which I seemed to recall having.
4) Fail to find the cupboard key and despondently return my room key.
5) Remember where I put the cupboard key, rush downstairs, borrow the room key again, and take the cupboard key out of my room.
6) Open the cupboard, only to discover...my keyring is not inside!
7) Pray desperately that I will remember someplace my keys could possibly be, since they're obviously not anywhere I could possibly have left them.
8) Search everywhere again, including desperately checking inside pots I never touched to see if someone could have hidden them.
9) Discover my keys! Where were they so cleverly hidden from sight?
...In my jeans pocket, of course. Where I had put my keys on several other occasions and never forgotten to look.
And thus I prove my complete and utter lack of common sense for the 2,718,281st time. I feel like I'm on some bad sitcom or something but am still not deriving any amusement out of this.
However, in good news, I'm listening to the Star Trek: The Motion Picture theme, which is definitely one of my favorite pieces of music ever written, and definitely the best part of the movie. (The second-best part of the movie was that it showed some very pretty shots of the Enterprise accompanied with the majestic music. The third best part of the movie was that it said "Star Trek" in the title. The fourth best part was that it ended.)
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