I chose snorkeling for a strange reason. I've had a very long day today, so the post will be short, a longer one to come tomorrow. Anyway, I'm a little tired of hearing all these praising phrases over and over, especially since they mean nothing. Today, someone said "You're a good boy". Wtf. I'm 20 dammit.
Today, I tutored math for 3 hours straight. I still have NO idea how to do Riemann integrals. Since it's not going to show up anymore, that's a relief. After math I had a 1.5 hour long physics session, then I went to lab to conjure up some more failed gels. yay. Actually I keep forgetting what I'm going to ramble about.
Let it fall on Locksley Hall, with rain or hail, or fire or snow; For the mighty wind arises, roaring seaward, and I go.
12 September 2006
09 September 2006
Eve
9-10-06. It's been almost 5 years. (That period was originally an exclamation point.)
I don't see any security improvements, except that I can't take my beloved Dasani on the plane. That's about all I have to say. Nothing about the victims or anything, since enough will be said in the next day or so. That's the thing about 'tragedies'. Something happens, but then, 3-4 years later, everything stays the same.
One tragedy that really pissed me off (especially since nothing was done about it) was the Phanta 'Jack' Phoummarath deal. And on that note, I'm terribly dissappointed with UTPD. I was stopped by UTPD 2 months ago for running a stop sign. After 2 minutes of police questioning, 4 other squad cars pulled up and it seemed like a drug bust outside Patterson.
Yet, they can't seem to catch the underage drinkers! Hey! I'll give you a hint.. try... FRATERNITIES... Every year, some kid has to die, because others are idiots. In fact, if you drink, and you're under 21, you're probably an idiot. What's your reason? Show off? Doing it so you can feel bad? Oh no! I took a sip of Bacardi, I'm BADASS. O SHIT.
In fact, if you're over 21 and you drink, you're probably an idiot as well. Unless you are addicted to it, then you're not an idiot now, you were one before. There's no reason to drink, just like there's no reason to smoke. All the drinkers complain- "Smoking is so nasty..." etc. etc. Well you're just replacing one drug with another. Congratulations, you're a hypocrite.
All complain and no solution is NO FUN, so here's a list of changes I see fit, and I can almost guarantee UT's drinking problem will decline dramatically. With the Patriot Act, I'm sure something can be worked out:
The great thing is... we only need to put like 10-20 people on that 10 year sentence and people will sober up. Then I won't have to see random black people peeing on the sidewalk when entering Jester after 11pm.
I don't see any security improvements, except that I can't take my beloved Dasani on the plane. That's about all I have to say. Nothing about the victims or anything, since enough will be said in the next day or so. That's the thing about 'tragedies'. Something happens, but then, 3-4 years later, everything stays the same.
One tragedy that really pissed me off (especially since nothing was done about it) was the Phanta 'Jack' Phoummarath deal. And on that note, I'm terribly dissappointed with UTPD. I was stopped by UTPD 2 months ago for running a stop sign. After 2 minutes of police questioning, 4 other squad cars pulled up and it seemed like a drug bust outside Patterson.
Yet, they can't seem to catch the underage drinkers! Hey! I'll give you a hint.. try... FRATERNITIES... Every year, some kid has to die, because others are idiots. In fact, if you drink, and you're under 21, you're probably an idiot. What's your reason? Show off? Doing it so you can feel bad? Oh no! I took a sip of Bacardi, I'm BADASS. O SHIT.
In fact, if you're over 21 and you drink, you're probably an idiot as well. Unless you are addicted to it, then you're not an idiot now, you were one before. There's no reason to drink, just like there's no reason to smoke. All the drinkers complain- "Smoking is so nasty..." etc. etc. Well you're just replacing one drug with another. Congratulations, you're a hypocrite.
All complain and no solution is NO FUN, so here's a list of changes I see fit, and I can almost guarantee UT's drinking problem will decline dramatically. With the Patriot Act, I'm sure something can be worked out:
- Random, thorough searches of dorm rooms. Conducting 20-30 random searches on each FLOOR per year will keep pissant idiots from being well... more pissant.
- Heavily increase Friday night patrols; at least 4-5 searches of major parties each Friday.
- Perusing through Facebook/MySpace/[...] to find repeat offenders, profile, search and destroy.
- Amend state law to make it similar to drunk driving- 3 repeat offenses of either 1) dishing alcohol to minors or 2) consumption of alcohol as a minor will provoke a minimum 10 year sentence with all 10 years devoted to prison-community-service.
- Undercover agents. Yes. Please send me in. "Helped bust numerous parties, reduced underage drinking at UT" = Haavard <3
- Rewards for informing police, depending on how many offenders are caught.
- Fraternities that serve alcohol should have permits and those caught should be disbanded, assets seized, members' classes voided for that semester and all members be assigned to 300 hours of community service that semester. Those serving alcohol get the same along with that mark on their record- detailed above.
The great thing is... we only need to put like 10-20 people on that 10 year sentence and people will sober up. Then I won't have to see random black people peeing on the sidewalk when entering Jester after 11pm.
07 September 2006
Emulation
A long time ago, some excessively mean girl forced me to read a page of Bridget Jones' Diary. Many entries started (logically) with the date, then mentioned something about weight, giving a particular value.. Well, I'm going to do something similar, and start with what's important to me:
09-07-2006
1 Year, 8 Months until I land in Narita for a 2-3 month (or 1 whole year) of vacationing.
Still a nub in most things. SIGHZ
That's right. I was in the shower today (which they finally fixed), and when I walked out, this eurobeat song was playing, and some guy yelled out 'TOKYO!' in the song. It was awesome. So that's going to be me when my plane lands. I've got it all figured out: Delta Airlines to LA, ANA to Narita.
The only problem is money, and I'm going to need about $20-30,000. There's only one way that will happen, and I have to work harder. Probably you guys all think I'm kidding, but I'm serious. I've had no fun lately, and it's all going to burst out in about 2 years. So awesome. I seriously can't wait.
I've been reminiscing unconsciously recently. I woke up today, and this phrase was stuck in my head- How Now Brown Cow?
Weird.
09-07-2006
1 Year, 8 Months until I land in Narita for a 2-3 month (or 1 whole year) of vacationing.
Still a nub in most things. SIGHZ
That's right. I was in the shower today (which they finally fixed), and when I walked out, this eurobeat song was playing, and some guy yelled out 'TOKYO!' in the song. It was awesome. So that's going to be me when my plane lands. I've got it all figured out: Delta Airlines to LA, ANA to Narita.
The only problem is money, and I'm going to need about $20-30,000. There's only one way that will happen, and I have to work harder. Probably you guys all think I'm kidding, but I'm serious. I've had no fun lately, and it's all going to burst out in about 2 years. So awesome. I seriously can't wait.
I've been reminiscing unconsciously recently. I woke up today, and this phrase was stuck in my head- How Now Brown Cow?
Weird.
The handicapped.
I think everyone is really good at something; it's just a matter of finding out what that is.
Many times, I've seen this girl that's blind (or vision impaired), and I applaud that kind of perseverance. It's enlightening to see someone not only struggle, but also overcome. I'm a big proponent of 'play the cards which you've been dealt' kind of thing, something she seems to do well.
The reason I'm mentioning this today, is I saw her in J2 for lunch, and she was being escorted by a DHFS worker through the lines, and probably to her seat (I didn't make any more conjectures beyond that). This worker didn't look happy, and it was irritating. You're helping a blind girl; the least you could do is be happy that you're not blind. Next time, I would like to volunteer to give assistance, because that's probably more of a service than sitting around with people and trying to muddle past their discussion of vacuous girls. These angry workers need to quit, they're upsetting more than a couple souls.
A part of me (1-2 members) complains that I didn't step in, or the numerous times I've seen her outside RLM, and never did anything. Of course, I keep telling myself next time can be different, but probably not. Anyone? Any ideas? How do I solve this dilemma?
What a gift sight is. _c____s is full of people that don't deserve it and so many idiots out there that can see, but waste the rest of their bodies. Who's to say that the blind can't be the next Einstein or Fermi? I suppose the only placating idea is that most of them don't know what sight feels like, so by comparison, it's like.. flying an airplane. I've never done it, and I only hear about it, so I can't assign that much pleasure to it. I'm a total ass for comparing the need for sight to my desire to fly a plane (and land...).
Worry not. If I get my way, I would help to better man. Friends and family are not that important, we should all work to better ourselves.
Also, I went to pick up my TKD uniform, and there was a guy across the bus from me, and every so often he was flailing his arms wildly. After a while (since I was only looking at him from the corner of my eye), I started to think he had Tourette syndrome and I proceeded to chuckle softly waiting for the occasional verbal outburst. When it didn't come, I took a hard look and I realized he was deaf and was talking to his friend.
Yes. I'm weak, and that was nubsauce. I should stop thinking.
On a side note, I think (and objectively...) being a physics majors gives me all kinds of insight into being entertaining.
Many times, I've seen this girl that's blind (or vision impaired), and I applaud that kind of perseverance. It's enlightening to see someone not only struggle, but also overcome. I'm a big proponent of 'play the cards which you've been dealt' kind of thing, something she seems to do well.
The reason I'm mentioning this today, is I saw her in J2 for lunch, and she was being escorted by a DHFS worker through the lines, and probably to her seat (I didn't make any more conjectures beyond that). This worker didn't look happy, and it was irritating. You're helping a blind girl; the least you could do is be happy that you're not blind. Next time, I would like to volunteer to give assistance, because that's probably more of a service than sitting around with people and trying to muddle past their discussion of vacuous girls. These angry workers need to quit, they're upsetting more than a couple souls.
A part of me (1-2 members) complains that I didn't step in, or the numerous times I've seen her outside RLM, and never did anything. Of course, I keep telling myself next time can be different, but probably not. Anyone? Any ideas? How do I solve this dilemma?
What a gift sight is. _c____s is full of people that don't deserve it and so many idiots out there that can see, but waste the rest of their bodies. Who's to say that the blind can't be the next Einstein or Fermi? I suppose the only placating idea is that most of them don't know what sight feels like, so by comparison, it's like.. flying an airplane. I've never done it, and I only hear about it, so I can't assign that much pleasure to it. I'm a total ass for comparing the need for sight to my desire to fly a plane (and land...).
Worry not. If I get my way, I would help to better man. Friends and family are not that important, we should all work to better ourselves.
Also, I went to pick up my TKD uniform, and there was a guy across the bus from me, and every so often he was flailing his arms wildly. After a while (since I was only looking at him from the corner of my eye), I started to think he had Tourette syndrome and I proceeded to chuckle softly waiting for the occasional verbal outburst. When it didn't come, I took a hard look and I realized he was deaf and was talking to his friend.
Yes. I'm weak, and that was nubsauce. I should stop thinking.
On a side note, I think (and objectively...) being a physics majors gives me all kinds of insight into being entertaining.
05 September 2006
Interference & Intervention
Here's a situation:
Interference or Intervention? Unfortunately, very little can be done; few proactive mandates on this issue will pass. It's well beyond interference, and well out of acceptable behavioral standards for intervention. Girl X is not close enough for intervention, so both interference and intervention are ruled out, and the only option left is to watch and learn. (and this should be amusing)
Perhaps I'm expected to say things, but I don't. I don't like to interfere, unless I accidentally blurt something out, or it's necessary. If you ask me what I think of something, you'll almost never get the whole opinion. That's just how it is. You should be prepared for the entire opinion, and I'll give it if you ask, but don't offer any rebuttals.
I tend to have stricter rules for intervention. Likewise, I would prefer people not openly passing judgment on my actions, as I don't of theirs'.
Girl X has been "alone" for some time, whatever alone means. Desires relationship/companionship, etc. I.. don't have any time to entertain these things, so I'm supposing she moved on, yet desperation kicks in, and a 'companion' is found. Companion X smokes, drinks, works a menial job in a restaurant, significant covering of body with tattoos, and is NOT a student. Girl X looks beyond this (or doesn't see this at all). It is clear that X brings demise, and eventual pain.
Interference or Intervention? Unfortunately, very little can be done; few proactive mandates on this issue will pass. It's well beyond interference, and well out of acceptable behavioral standards for intervention. Girl X is not close enough for intervention, so both interference and intervention are ruled out, and the only option left is to watch and learn. (and this should be amusing)
Perhaps I'm expected to say things, but I don't. I don't like to interfere, unless I accidentally blurt something out, or it's necessary. If you ask me what I think of something, you'll almost never get the whole opinion. That's just how it is. You should be prepared for the entire opinion, and I'll give it if you ask, but don't offer any rebuttals.
I tend to have stricter rules for intervention. Likewise, I would prefer people not openly passing judgment on my actions, as I don't of theirs'.
02 September 2006
At least ONE class over.
Updated.
I still don't remember, but I thought of something else. This is somewhat of an extension on yesterday..
A lot of people defer to assigning epithets that include animals/objects. How many times have you used something like that to describe someone? I have to admit, this originally started as "How would I describe myself?", and I couldn't find a right entity/thing that serves an adequate description. The best I could come up with before I deemed it a selfish question was "Ninja" and "Hummingbird".
Both I'm sure you agree are interesting creatures. So how would you describe yourself?
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Also, I do quite a bit of thinking in between classes. Another thing I think about is about all those periods in time where innovation slowed to a standstill (and I believe we're in one right now). Like the Dark Ages, and apparently, technology for viewing cells existed in the late 1500s (1590), but no dye, so nothing was very visible. Also, who ever invented that first compound microscope didn't think of a light source.
Why does the world go brain-dead every once in a while. I'm inclined to blame it on religious fundamentalism, and it's probably true on some level, but there must be a better place to put the blame. Maybe pakis? Well. That's an interesting beginning. Oh, I'm kidding. Don't go jihad on me (and prove me right).
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You can always tell the seriousness of the class by what happens on the first day. Let's take a sampler:
I still don't remember, but I thought of something else. This is somewhat of an extension on yesterday..
A lot of people defer to assigning epithets that include animals/objects. How many times have you used something like that to describe someone? I have to admit, this originally started as "How would I describe myself?", and I couldn't find a right entity/thing that serves an adequate description. The best I could come up with before I deemed it a selfish question was "Ninja" and "Hummingbird".
Both I'm sure you agree are interesting creatures. So how would you describe yourself?
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Also, I do quite a bit of thinking in between classes. Another thing I think about is about all those periods in time where innovation slowed to a standstill (and I believe we're in one right now). Like the Dark Ages, and apparently, technology for viewing cells existed in the late 1500s (1590), but no dye, so nothing was very visible. Also, who ever invented that first compound microscope didn't think of a light source.
Why does the world go brain-dead every once in a while. I'm inclined to blame it on religious fundamentalism, and it's probably true on some level, but there must be a better place to put the blame. Maybe pakis? Well. That's an interesting beginning. Oh, I'm kidding. Don't go jihad on me (and prove me right).
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You can always tell the seriousness of the class by what happens on the first day. Let's take a sampler:
- Cell Biology: Hand out syllabus (in color too! zomgz +30 for Sisson), spend 20 minutes talking about it, then raffle for two new textbooks. No instruction
- Classical Dynamics: Hand out syllabus, spend 5 minutes talking about it, jump into 1st, 2nd rank tensors, rotation matricies, "essential mathematical tools required for the rest of your life". Definite Instruction
- Japanese: Hand out syllabus, 紹介。(Introduction of oneself). Somewhat Instruction
- Tae-Kwon-Do: Warmup, then proceed to make sore every muscle in my body.
- Medical Imaging: Syllabus, Lecture (short)
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