I don't blog nearly often enough.

Arvind is playing a unicorn game.

Quotes:

"YES! I BROKE 40 THOUSAND! EAT IT, BITCH!"

People on the Metro during rush hour...

...dress really nicely to go to work; you'd think at some point, they would've learned to act nicely too.

To be fair, it's probably only a small subset of people, but a "small subset" is still many.

Today, someone got on the train at some station along the red line; he was not dressed up for work, did not have a company nametag/ID, etc. Also, his hair was kind of messed up. Everyone looked at him like he was some sort of delinquent--I saw the person he sat down next to move over to avoid him. A few stops later, an old lady got on the train. She'd clearly had a long day, and was getting to the age where most people can't walk very fast or stand for a long time anymore. Everyone either just sat and stared at her too, or pretended to be sleeping and not notice her...except for this "delinquent-looking" kid. He gave up his seat.

Apparently, people on the Metro will never get old.

I understand that most people work eight hours, or more. But, if they have enough energy to viciously push people out of the way so that they can get on the train, they have enough energy to stand up for 15 minutes (also, a lot of them probably work in an office and are sitting down all day anyway)...

I've also seen people be rude to the Metrobus drivers almost every day, acting like they don't exist, yelling at them when they don't open the door fast enough...

It has to be possible for these people to act nicely; they wouldn't have gotten as far as they have if they were obnoxious to everyone, including the person who originally employed them. But, they apparently choose not to, since there is no direct benefit to themselves.

Everyone's job is to provide a good or service. The bus drivers from the parking lot to the train station for someone. Doctors provide medical care for someone. Computer programmers write programs for someone. And I'm sure it's no different for any of these people; otherwise they'd be useless. But apparently, they don't seem to realize that it might be their job to work for the people who get them to work every day.

Almost all of these people claim to have gotten "higher education." I don't doubt that they went to college and/or graduate school and/or other kinds of school I've forgotten to name, and are smart, and successful, and whatever, but sometimes I doubt that they've know anything about how to be a person. And then I wonder how it is possible that they've been able to go through their entire life without learning to.

ha, two days in a row.

--Splash, apparently--

(in chronological order)

1. almost passed out during morning reg

2. spent several hours stuck in an empty freezing room for bookex

3. got stabbed with a knife.

4. taught a class with an obnoxious little kid in it.

5. woot.

clearly, i remember everything.

clearly, i'm not bitter. at all. actually, i'm really not, it was just... special.

Hi.

I believe about two months ago, Arvind said I would write about something.

I forget what it is, so that means he lied.

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So in order to make up for my deprived childhood, I've been watching Disney movies on Youtube recently, and while I was waiting for one of them to load (since my computer is slow), I read the comments underneath.

One of them said "water has no mass." I thought, yes, just like most plant matter comes from water and soil...I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Wushu time! :D

self-explanatory.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tvm2ZsRv3C8&feature=related

<3.

also, i think i am fulfilling a requirement here....*COUGH*

So I Keep Getting Comments Like: "THIS ISN'T A REAL POST!!"

I guess I will actually write something, then.

MR. LAMPAZZI WAS THERE!!!!!!!! :D

Otherwise, the morning wasn't very interesting--the category judges were really nice; there were two organizational judges from Northrup Grumman, one of whom was doing graduate work at MIT or something...another organizational judge from Northrup Grumman, who really just came by to ask about piano and how to get a mentorship, since he was a family friend-ish. For the last organizational judge, from PTO, I explained stuff really, really slowly; then at the end, he was like "Yeah...I did my graduate work in this area." ><;;! And Dennis used knockdown and knockout interchangeably, and the judge called him out on it... and he got them confused D: 

At 1:00, they finally feed us, and we find out Alex Kim does not get nominated for Grand Prize. AKA, who messed up the judging in his category?!?!??!?!!?

Afternoon was much better. So there were three judges in the first group: the Indian lady was really nice, the other two, not so much. One of the judges just kept time and I don't think listened at all, the last one just looked bored...the second group of judges were much nicer and actually tried to follow the project, and were thinking. The last five-ish hours we spent on various time-wasting things, not including homework but including Uncyclopedia, which the county has apparently not yet blocked...and also made a computer alarm go off. The judging was supposed to end at 5:30 but actually ended at 7:00, meaning lots of quality bonding time with lots of random people!

...What a terrible post so far.

Anyway, there was this one kid who cured cancer, killing the cells by putting them directly in vitamin C and garlic, and he didn't understand why everyone was crowded around his project when we all went to look at it xD. Vish is apparently "Vish the Fish," and other quality projects included ones like how bleach affects hair color and how the length of a pendulum affects its period...

So I get home, and my mom says: "I bought a mango! You can eat it because you got nominated. If you get into college on Tuesday, maybe I'll let you eat another one." Yay. On the other hand, we got free food AND a free T-shirt. It was fun :)

I be braindead at the moment.