Post started: Friday, March 31, 2006 7:52 PM - It's finally the weekend! ¡Huepa! Sunday Contest results are finally up, and a new set of scrambles have been posted for this week. I still have never won stickers in the random drawing yet, but I'm not going to give up hope. Ewww... I'm eating oranges, and this orange I picked up has this fungal infection in it! It's like this clumpy mass of black. Gross. Anyways, I just received the application form for volunteering at Morristown Memorial Hospital, where I'm planning to volunteer this summer, and I was wondering who else is planning to volunteer there? Yay, Dan Parry is learning to solve the Rubik's Cube and can already solve the first two layers! Another ¡Huepa! ¡Cacahuate! ¡Abeja! ¡Mono! Random outbursts from la clase de español tres. I think I need to buy some more Rubik's Cubes again... because as of right now, I only have two (2!) 3x3x3 Rubik's Cubes, including the dollar-store 3x3x3 that is about 30% smaller. As far as other-sized cubes are concerned, I have one working 4x4x4 and one broken 4x4x4 from which I salvage parts, one working 5x5x5 and one broken 5x5x5 from which I salvage parts, and one Eastsheen 2x2x2 after having lost my Rubiks.com 2x2x2 (which is smaller, has a much crappier mechanism, and uses the Japanese RBG (red-blue-green clockwise around one corner) color scheme (red opposite orange, white opposite blue, yellow opposite green)). In the other puzzles section, I still have my Pyramorphix (a tetrahedron) and my Square-1. Noes... I just saw a camel-back cricket crawling along the floor of my room. That must mean the winter is over and the weather is warming up. My house sometimes gets so infested with camel-back crickets, it's not even funny. I once trapped about 20 of them inside a vase that was sort of Florence flask shaped. I then transferred them into a jar with a screw-on cap. I accidentally forgot about the jar for a while, and the next time I went back to look at it, the bottom was covered with severed limbs and dead crickets. Uh... and I don't think I'm ever going to open that jar for fear of the unbearable stench that would probably be released. Anyways, there's not much else to talk about, so I'll leave you with this video of my feet as I dance the song Do You Remember Me on Heavy (8 feet). EDIT: LOL, watch the pad shift backwards like one feet during the course of the song. End post: Friday, March 31, 2006 8:15 PM. |
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Post started: Thursday, March 30, 2006 10:30 PM - So let me finish my AP U.S. story. So like my conference with Mr. Schwartz wasn't as productive as it would have been if I put more effort into my first draft. We were also interrupted by a phone call and Benjamin Leiwant. And even with these interruptions, my conference didn't even last 15 minutes because there wasn't enough substance in my essay to really fill up 15 minutes discussing about. Basically, I got the impression that I should just start over and rewrite the whole thing. Anyways, along comes March 27, 2006, the due date of the final draft. The night before (Sunday), I finally decide to stop procrastinating and begin the process of revising (read: rewriting from scratch) my essay at around 9 PM. That is when I realize that I have left my AP U.S. I binder in school, which included the first draft of my essay with Mr. Schwartz's comments and the instructions sheet to the assignment. This felt déjà vu because when I finally began writing my first draft that Tuesday morning (I think it was a Tuesday morning at least) that the first draft was due, I had also forgotten my AP U.S. I binder in school, including the instructions sheet. Thus, I had to do the first draft based on memory because there was nobody on AIM who could scan or fax me a copy. Fortunately for the final copy, I was able to indulge in the kindness and generosity of Andy Tien and fetch a scanned copy from him. However, I still lacked the first draft comments. Thus, I just proceeded in revising my essay without Mr. Schwartz's comments based on my memory of our conference because I still hadn't even looked at his comments yet. This was because I couldn't find the courage to brace myself against the stomach-twisting feeling I knew I would get when I read his criticism, which I knew I would get because he started off our conference telling me what a lousy essay it was. Anyways, it was ridiculously hard trying to get started on revising because I had no clue where to start. He had told be my "truths" were actually just "themes," and he wanted actual truths. So basically I had to generate a whole knew (Edit: oops, upon rereading, I noticed I typoed this.) thesis statement. I spent like three hours on it until around midnight. Finally, I had an opening paragraph crafted. Then I experienced massive ADD and got very distracted. I rewatched old Superhandz.com videos of card tricks and finger dexterity and pen spinning. I think I probably also played some more So Deep on Stepmania using the keyboard. I dunno what it is with me and that song, but it just has a really catchy tune, a strong beat, and a nice groove. I probably also checked my speedcubing and other e-mail, Speedcubing.com, the Sunday Contest, and maybe played some Nanaca Crash as well. The point is, I got very distracted. It may have also been that I was extremely tired, and when you're tired, you really don't feel like working. Playing games is a much more appealing alternative ^_^. So like I think I got back to work probably around 1 AMish. I think I had my first body paragraph done around 2 AM. My 2nd body paragraph was finished around 3:15 AM. My 3rd body paragraph took until like 4:45 AM. As you can see, my working pace seeemed to slow as the night (or rather morning) wore on. Fatigue was seriously starting to kick in. Mid-way through my conclusion paragraph, around 5 AM, my mother woke up and made some breakfast for me - some bao1 zì and soup or something. I finished around 5:25 AM because I was mostly focused on eating, and didn't really get back into writing until I had finished breakfast. I fell asleep around 5:30ish and woke up at 7:05ish, needing to get to school early at 7:30 for an individual-based Indepedent Study Project meeting. I think I'm still suffering from the sleep-deprivation effects. And now my chemistry lab report story. The lab was due today, Thursday, March 30, 2006. Ken and I did our calculations Tuesday night. Then we had to tackle regular chemistry homework (which was annoyingly like 10 explain/describe questions rather than calculation problems) + a substantial amount of AP U.S. I homework. So that was pretty much all we accomplished Tuesday. On Wednesday, I cut tennis practice in order to get a head start on homework in the afternoon, particularly on the massive 11-page AP U.S. assignment (<groan> Looking ahead on the syllabus, there's another 11-page assignment for Monday :-(.). Mr. Seipp said he wasn't going to be there for practice on Wednesday, so I figured it wouldn't be too bad to skip. At jazz band later on that night, I would find out Seipp had changed his plans and was at practice. Not to mention I was supposed to be playing a challenge match that day. Crap. Anyways, skipping tennis practice allowed me to snag about an hour or so of sleep, which would come in handy later on in the night. Ken and I both had jazz band Wednesday night from 6 PM - 8 PM, and since Ken had stayed after school for spring track, he hadn't started any of his homework yet, including the AP U.S. beast. So we arranged to meet on AIM and start our chemistry lab at 10 PM. I had finished the reading, but had yet to take the notes, so I went and did that. That night, we sort of split up the lab work first and then began working on it. After we agreed upon which parts I was doing, I kind of slacked off and chatted on AIM for hours while Ken was efficiently working away and finished his part of the lab. By 1 AM, Ken was done with his share of the work, and the rest was up to me. I was pretty tired by that point from managing simultaneous multiple conversations, so I decided to take a nap in my chair. I told Andrés Tienes to wake me up in half an hour and 1:30 AM by IMing me rapidly. I set my alarm clock for 5 AM and turned up the radio (which is my alarm sound) volume to max as a back-up in case I fell into too deep a sleep. I left the lights on so that my eyes would not relax too much. I propped my feet up on my bed and covered myself with a blanket. I woke up around 3:30 AM and I founded that Andy had left me several IMs between 2:30 and 3:00 AM, at which time he signed off. The next time I fetched sleep was this afternoon, when I was able to skip tennis practice (since Coach Seipp wasn't there (for real this time)). So yeah, my sleep schedule's all messed up and my biological clock is going haywire. For your entertainment, and as consolation and empathetic connection to all other suffering AP U.S. students, I have created this page. End post: Thursday, March 30, 2006 11:58 PM. | |||||||
Post started: Tuesday, March 28, 2006 6:54 PM - I've checked my e-mail and the Sunday Contest (a speedcubing thing) results. I'm tired. It must be like the post-AP U.S. paper sleep deprivation effect. Sort of like jet lag, which takes a couple of days to shake off. So, let me tell you about my AP U.S. experience. To begin, I did hand in a first draft :-). Though I woke up at like 5 AM the day it was due to start working on it. I hadn't finished it before I left for school, so I did a bit more work on it before homeroom. Then I put some final touches on it during lunch. Yeah, so I hadn't it in. Then I signed up for a conference. I went to my conference on some Friday morning at like 7:30 AM. Well, I was late like 5 minutes for it, so that's never a good impression. So the first thing Mr. Schwartz said to me about my essay was like, "Anthony, your paper looks like a pretty quick piece of work thrown together." The rest of the conference was pretty much all downhill. He basically said all my truths were rubbish, and that the entire essay lacked substance (Man, why do I keep wanting to say "substinence," which sounds really cool but is not a real word? Subsistence is real word, but it sounds unnatural and kind of edgy with an accent on the second syllable. Anyways, that was just a little sidetracking. I get distracted very easily. Can't you tell already ;-p? In any case, back to my story. You might want to reread the sentence before this huge parenthetical passage to help you refocus =] (I think I will always associate that smile with Rebecca Chow)). Oh rats, it's time for dinner now. Be back later 8-). End post: Tuesday, March 28, 2006 7:13 PM. P.S.: That was 19 minutes spent on this short passage GAH! I think I need to spend my time for productively ;-p. Now it's 7:14... I type fast but I think and process too slowly... | |||||||
Post started: Sunday, March 26, 2006 7:59 PM - When I get an urge to do something, I generally lose all sense of my pecking order of priorities (haha, all you AP U.S. I students should get this joke). Right now, I have this massive Nat Turner paper due tomorrow, and I continue to put it off. I have made a deal with myself that Andy Tien will help me enforce. At 8:30 PM I will stop playing games, sign off AIM, turn off e-mail, and begin finalizing my Nat Turner paper. And finish reading the book LOL. Well, it's only like 20 pages. Excluding the Epilogue. I'm really bad, and I know it. But sometimes even though you've reached the first step of admitting you have a problem, you still can't bring yourself to go to the next step of setting up a plan to fix it. Right now, my urge is to do a lot of renovating on this website and to play some So Deep in DDR :-). Nothing inspiring to write about. Haha, my mom just came in and told me my hair is so dark black, just like hers, and how it used to be yellowish when I was a baby. And then she blamed the color on lack of sleep. Oh yeah, this afternoon in Chinese school, during Chinese chess class, after the 3 people (including myself) at my table had finished playing their matches, we spent the last 10 minutes of class trying to toss a pencil and an eraser into a plastic cup from like 3 feet away without knocking the plastic cup over. Real exciting :-). Anyways, I shall play some DDR, and then I will FORCE myself to do my Nat Turner paper. You wouldn't believe how huge a procrastinator I am. I can talk about it freely, but it's near impossible to fix. Post ended: Sunday, March 26, 2006 8:08 PM. | |||||||
Post started: Sunday, March 26, 2006 6:05 PM - I'm back from Chinese school, and I've snacked out a little bit on Ranch-flavored Wheat Thins. I've replaced the red center sticker that fell off my 5x5x5. Crap... it's time for dinner. By the way Alan, I broke 60 million on So Deep using dance pads ;-p. End post: Sunday, March 26, 2006 6:06 PM. | |||||||
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Post started: Saturday, March 25, 2006 8:27 PM - Well, first of all, I think I'd argue that my computer clock is a hair slow. I'm willing to bet it is actually 8:28 PM, but that's a minor detail that only someone who is as obsessive compulsive as I am would point out. Anyways, I doubt I'll manage to keep up a journal, as in writing in it on a semi-regular basis, but I guess if this is gonna be my first post in over two years, I might as well put something attention-grabbing on it ;-p. Let me post some pictures from the FBLA State Competition 2006 from Tuesday, March 21, to Wednesday, March 22, here. Well, the camera battery's died during the trip, so I wasn't able to take very many pictures. However, now that I'm looking through the pictures that I did manage to take, I have to say that I must be the worst photographer in the world. All my pictures are so lousy. But hey, this was the first time I ever brought my own camera along with me on a trip, so it's basically my first experience in photography. There must be a learning period. Anyways, here for your enjoyment are the pictures: | |||||||
| Mutated Munchkin
Jeffrey Glusman is holding a mutated munchkin. |
Caspar
Everybody on the bus waited for Caspar for like 15 minutes, and Mrs. Hogan got so mad lol. He finally came though, and this is him tying his tie on the bus. |
Expo Hall
This is the main conference hall where we all assembled for the opening and closing ceremonies. |
Lunch
Lol, Nick is the only person looking at the camera, and he's so enthusiastic about it. Look at Glusman's eyes of fire as he struggles with the 2x2x2. Mr. Wilson looks so bored with his mouth and tongue cocked to one side. The others look pretty bored as well. I think Alan might be texting someone. The pink lemonade was too watery and not sugary enough. |
Clarion Roof
The roof covered the circular driveway at the hotel's front entrance. We were thinking about climbing out onto the roof from our 2nd floor window, but then we thought about how furious Mrs. Hogan would have gotten if she saw us doing it and decided against climbing out. |
Anthony Hsu
I'm so expressionless, lol. Haha, look at that dog on TV! I think it's barking at me. |
PS and SNES
My SNES next to Nick's PS. The TVs at the Clarion didn't have video/audio inputs, so we couldn't play on the TV! Also, I forgot to bring the SNES video/audio inputs wire, so it was for the best. We played a little bit on the PS's mini-screen, but it was nothing like a large-screen TV. I'm not too sure what game that is on the PS. Watching soccer highlights on TV is awesome :-)! |
Pizza
Leftover pizza... yum :-)! I ate like 5 slices for breakfast, and then we threw the rest out, since Mrs. Hogan wouldn't let me take it on the bus :-(. Also, leftover cheesy bread (or it might just be an empty box). Also for breakfast, I chugged Coke straight from the 2-liter bottle =D. |
| So that's about it for now. I think I've wasted enough time. Bye. End post: Saturday, March 25, 2006 9:11 PM. 9-11. Uh-oh, is that a bad sign? | |||||||