Monthly Archives: November 2008


Ok, I feel like I can post this now that I’ve had two dinners and a third is unlikely. I love eating food; it makes me feel so full and good inside. I even like that I’m home for this little stretch of time, even if it’s just to get away from Holmes and see my family again.

What I don’t like is forgetting my phone charger in my dorm. I didn’t realize it until my Grandma was asking me if I had a phone charger that would fit her phone, and after looking for one I realized that mine was still attached to the surge protector under my desk. I turned off my phone then and there, saving the last bar of battery life.

Normally I wouldn’t have done that. I probably would’ve let it die, then been incommunicado for the rest of the weekend. Well, I strangely needed my phone this weekend. From going to frisbee games, picking up siblings, meeting up with friends, and everything else, I needed that last bar to count.

So, I’ve been turning my phone on and off even six hours or so, just to check my messages and everything, and so far it has already come in handy. I wouldn’t be going ice skating tomorrow, nor would I know about my friend’s Thanksgiving that she thankfully survived, so a fundamental lack in teloperations for most of the day has paid off.

Now I just need to last to Monday morning…



Today I taught two Calculus I recitations, back to back. It was ok, since my actual recitation (which was first) is actually a good class that I like. We go through some stuff, and it’s basically a fifty-minute conversation about life with some calc sprinkled in.

The second recitation, however, was not good. One, they saw that I wasn’t their actual LA, so they just wanted to take the quiz and get it over with. Their LA gave me a lesson plan, but I wasn’t going to follow it anyway. I did ask some questions though:
ME: “So, all of you know Riemanns sums?”
ME: “How about integration rules?”
ME: “The Fundamental Theorem of Calculus?”
That’s the one with the derivative, right?
ME: “Yes. Do want me to go over it?”

At that point, I was just tired of teaching, so I just said, “ok, let’s take the quiz then.” The best was after the first person finished really early, I looked at his quiz and said to the class (after he left), “take longer than he did. He did not do well.”

A couple of kids laughed. Success!

Working on my Night Moves

Not the smartest thing to do… I was up all of last night, until around six or seven, not doing much of anything. Here’s a breakdown of what happened, starting at midnight:
– revised first part of novel (12:00-1:00)
– singing songs with my roommate while he played guitar (1:00-1:30)
– hung out with our friends in West Holmes, including watching Moulin Rouge (1:30-3:00)
– hung out with friends in East Holmes when they got back from a movie (3:00-4:00)
– continued revising first part of novel (4:00-5:30)
– wasted time online (5:30-6:30)

After all of that, I still had a 9:10 to go to, plus a meeting with the professor I LA for, so I decided to take a quick nap. I don’t know if I was hearing things, but more alarms than I had set went off. I was a mess; I fumbled with my alarm clock when my phone alarm was going off, then I lost my phone on the floor next to the futon (my bed was covered with books and my jacket), then I thought that I was dreaming and slept for three minutes while an alarm was going off.

I also skipped my first class. I hope that doesn’t come back to haunt me…

Wireless Woes

So, I’m sitting in the new Sparty’s in Holmes Hall right now. It is one of the sweetest places on campus, along with the Cyclotron and BPS, but that’s not the point.

I’m a moderator on an online forum, and part of my “job” is making sure that it remains a family site. That means editing out words like “shit” and “fuck” or comments like “it helps me get laid.” It’s kind of annoying, but I wasn’t promoted because I’m lazy and don’t care.

So, one of the members posted a fiction piece, and he included some of the aforementioned themes, so I needed to edit them out. It’s one of the perks; I can edit and delete posts on a whim if I feel like it. I edited his post, which took all of two seconds, but the wireless hasn’t been letting me submit the revised post. I’ve been waiting and refreshing and waiting some more… for an hour… and it still hasn’t submitted. I’m getting pissed off, and I would go and connect to the ethernet in my room, but I have BTB being delivered.

My stomach rules almost everything I do.

The Short Weekend

So, I was home for less than twenty-four hours this weekend, and that includes the time that I was asleep. When I was awake, I did hang out with my family, watch Bourne Ultimatum, got back my RISK set from an ex-friend’s house from two years ago, and ate some pretty good food. I had a pretty sweet time.

I also saw my little bother’s high school play, Anything Goes. He was the ship captain, and it was pretty sweet. The funniest part was that one of the characters looked, sounded, and acted just like my older cousin. Me, my sister, my two aunts, and my cousin’s twin were cracking up the entire time. Some people around us actually moved since we were… overly excited.

I also saw my old Physics teacher, Ms. Marentette. She was my favorite teacher at Groves, and it’s not only because I was in her class for five semesters (IS, Honors, and AP Physics). She’s the reason why I am a Physics major right now, and she’s just a great person. All she could say was how happy she was to see me, and that she was glad that I was happy, and how happy she was. She’s just a happy person.

Well, I might do a profile on her later, since she is really cool, but not now. I need to finish my own Physics homework.

Quark of Solitude

Truth be told, I saw the new James Bond movie, Quantum of Solace, with three of my friends. It was the second Bond movie I’ve seen, the first being Die Another Day a week ago. I don’t know why it took me so long to see one of the movies, but I think now I’m hooked.

The only part I felt… dissatisfied with was the ending, which I will not describe here. I felt that it was a strange ending, very unresolved, a little “thrown together at the last minutes” feeling, but it was still pretty good. I was worried that James Bond was actually going to be killed. Now, I know that him dying off will probably never happen, but I was still a little worried…

I also had dinner at Olive Garden tonight with some other friends and one of their friends from Canada. Pretty cool, right? The food was amazing; I had three breadsticks, chicken parmesan, and Dr Pepper. I don’t think I could’ve asked for a better meal. The Canadian friend was really cool as well (I had “met” her a few weeks ago, sort of…), and it was nice hanging out with everyone.

In other news, a charcoal grey Aston Martin is on my wish list.

The Return

Well, after removing my original blog due to some misinterpreted comments that I made, I’ve decided to bring it back up and start with a clean plate. Clean plates are my favorite kind, as I don’t really like mud, dirt, soot, ash, rubble, debris, toxic waste, fecal matter, or tar on my plates. Everything else is fair game.

So, quick updates on me. Currently, Moonshot is sitting at 24 191 words, or roughly 85 pages when chapter breaks are included. Not too bad, especially for not working on it for months. I just recently (read: this past Sunday) started working on it again, and hopefully I can get more done and soon. I’m getting really excited about it again, to the point where I wrote a Constitution for the primary colony/country of the novel (Pacifica).

My Warhammer 40k army has also seen action. I’ve started playing games with Ryan, a guy I met last year, recently as well, and I’v begun the home stretch of painting: the last four tanks and fifteen infantry models. That is not much, but when you take into consideration the time I spend on each, I most likely will not be done with that before my Sophomore year is over.

That’s taking into consideration school and work, which I’m grouping together. My grades right now are sitting 3.5/4.0 for every class, which is great. I really need to do well this semester, as it affects my employment and future plans. I also want to raise my cumulative GPA above a 3.5, and after this semester it will be crazy-hard to do, just based on my elapsed credits. My job as a Calculus LA has been fine as well; today I led a review session for roughly one-third of the students under my professor, which is pretty sweet. They also like me, so much where they threatened rebellion should I not lead their recitation one week.

My subsequent posts probably won’t be as long as this one; I just needed to get a lot of things out of head and onto electronic signals, and this is the start-up post after all. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some gravel to remove from my plate.