Thursday, April 14, 2011
"And then he ran into my knife. He ran into my knife ten times"
And if you're a showtunes freak you'll know exactly what show this is from. Chicago. Stop that judging if I'm up past like 11 I need it to focus. I know how strange. Whatever. I'm working on my last research paper of my high school career, and I need less than half a page more for it to meet the length requirement. Except I have nothing else to say. Sure there is plenty to analyze in "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?" and sure there is plenty of stuff to use, but I've found everything I think that really adds to my argument. And I've BSed the intro and conclusion paragraphs to about 2.5 pages between the two of them. Length reqs are so silly; if I'm done talking I'm done; I can't BS anymore!
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
I FORGOT TO POST!
But I have an excuse. It was 11:11 at night and my bed was just so warm and soft and I just couldn't pull myself out of the bed to come think and type. Forgive me?
So lately I've had "Chicago" stuck in my head. Cell Block Tango specifically. I'm even listening to it now. I'm like obsessed it's a serious problem send someone to save me. In other news, my iPod deleted all of my apps and songs on it. It refused to connect to iTunes correctly so I attempted to reformat it to make it work again. Oh well. So now it's empty and some time this weekend I need to fix it.
But I promise that this weekend I will also make an actual post where I ramble and talk and just make fascinating observations over the interwebs.
On another note, I don't like our advisor for National Honor Society at my high school I'm the secretary of membership (what does that even mean?) and this year my job responsibilities were stripped. Because she didn't feel like I could handle seeing everyone's GPAs. I get that GPAs are sensitive information, but everyone knows that I'm looking at them, it isn't a big mystery. Also, people voted me into the office, so obviously they wanted / trusted me enough to handle that job. But this happens often with her; she is also my class's advisor for steering comittee. Which is pretty much our planning council for our class. Anyways, she took over there and kinda runs it and orders around the elected officers and doesn't let them have much say. So yeah. The End.
Dan
So lately I've had "Chicago" stuck in my head. Cell Block Tango specifically. I'm even listening to it now. I'm like obsessed it's a serious problem send someone to save me. In other news, my iPod deleted all of my apps and songs on it. It refused to connect to iTunes correctly so I attempted to reformat it to make it work again. Oh well. So now it's empty and some time this weekend I need to fix it.
But I promise that this weekend I will also make an actual post where I ramble and talk and just make fascinating observations over the interwebs.
On another note, I don't like our advisor for National Honor Society at my high school I'm the secretary of membership (what does that even mean?) and this year my job responsibilities were stripped. Because she didn't feel like I could handle seeing everyone's GPAs. I get that GPAs are sensitive information, but everyone knows that I'm looking at them, it isn't a big mystery. Also, people voted me into the office, so obviously they wanted / trusted me enough to handle that job. But this happens often with her; she is also my class's advisor for steering comittee. Which is pretty much our planning council for our class. Anyways, she took over there and kinda runs it and orders around the elected officers and doesn't let them have much say. So yeah. The End.
Dan
Monday, April 11, 2011
I'm too damn tired and too damn afraid of Virginia Woolf to write a coherent post.
I know that my last post was a kind of a cop out post. I promise that I will include so much more...just not now. Now I have to finish this rough draft of my Research paper on, you may have guessed it, "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf" by Edward Albee. It's a fantastic play and analyzing it is so fascinating, I just wish we had more time to complete the paper. This feels more like a marathon than an essay.
Anyways, I promise a full length essay-like post on Friday. After all, next week is APRIL VACATION!!!11!!!!!eleven! Leaving plenty of blogging time. I even have some things to blog about ready to start writing, when I have some time.
Dan
Anyways, I promise a full length essay-like post on Friday. After all, next week is APRIL VACATION!!!11!!!!!eleven! Leaving plenty of blogging time. I even have some things to blog about ready to start writing, when I have some time.
Dan
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Umass and Northeaster, which college do I taaaaake? It's not Friday.
But seriously, I need to pick one. Umass Amherst or Northeastern?
I like them both too much to choose. i'm in the physics program in the college of science for both schools. At Northeaster it's a really small dept (the physics dept) and really close knit so being able to say I got in is a really big deal. At Umass I got into the physics dept as well as the honors college, so that's a big plus over NEU. Unfortunately NEU will cost almost twice as what Umass will, and the program at both colleges is very good. At NEU I can go on co-op, but I'd only graduate in 5 years instead of four. Umass will have a new honors only building opening soon, like in 2013! At Umass I know a bunch of people and will have a room mate I know and will be able to live with: Richard. It would be better for me to room with someone I know and who knows me rather than get someone I don't know and come out to them all over again. Yay middle school. Unfortunately, Umass is in Amherst. Not that Amherst isn't a nice town, but it is only a town. NEU is in Boston which is big for me because I love the city. But I know far more people and would probably be happier socially at Umass. But at NEU I'd be closer to Nadia and be able to see her often.
I really though about NEU yesterday, but today I am leaning towards Umass. Very much so. I probably will tell my parents Umass tomorrow. They will be happy, and it won't cost a lot. And I'll be able to stand out there and that will deffinitely help with getting into grad school. Plus I'll know people. Not that I wouldn't be able to make friends, but having a good room mate would be huge for me. I really want to break out of my shell in college. Not be wild, but not be the complacent person I am now. Only time will tell.
Dan
I like them both too much to choose. i'm in the physics program in the college of science for both schools. At Northeaster it's a really small dept (the physics dept) and really close knit so being able to say I got in is a really big deal. At Umass I got into the physics dept as well as the honors college, so that's a big plus over NEU. Unfortunately NEU will cost almost twice as what Umass will, and the program at both colleges is very good. At NEU I can go on co-op, but I'd only graduate in 5 years instead of four. Umass will have a new honors only building opening soon, like in 2013! At Umass I know a bunch of people and will have a room mate I know and will be able to live with: Richard. It would be better for me to room with someone I know and who knows me rather than get someone I don't know and come out to them all over again. Yay middle school. Unfortunately, Umass is in Amherst. Not that Amherst isn't a nice town, but it is only a town. NEU is in Boston which is big for me because I love the city. But I know far more people and would probably be happier socially at Umass. But at NEU I'd be closer to Nadia and be able to see her often.
I really though about NEU yesterday, but today I am leaning towards Umass. Very much so. I probably will tell my parents Umass tomorrow. They will be happy, and it won't cost a lot. And I'll be able to stand out there and that will deffinitely help with getting into grad school. Plus I'll know people. Not that I wouldn't be able to make friends, but having a good room mate would be huge for me. I really want to break out of my shell in college. Not be wild, but not be the complacent person I am now. Only time will tell.
Dan
Friday, April 8, 2011
I am (post) number five!
Oh well, I should have done that title yesterday. I am number four was a very good movie, made even better because I got free tickets to it :D
So. I hate (most) people. Really, some people can be real jerks. Like, when the guy in front of you is driving and just NEVER uses his turn signal. And you'd really like a headsup for when to slow down, so you don't, you know, crash into him. But today when I was volunteering, like I always do on Friday, there where the 12-13 year olds that come to help volunteer for their bar/bat mitzvahs. And there was this other kid who came with the group last year, but continues to come with every time they volunteer. let's call this kid Noah, since I actually don't know his name. Noah is a little awkward: for a thirteen year old, he is very tall, wears glasses, is soft spoken. He's a gentle giant. But I always assumed that the other kids thought he was weird, since he was a year older than him and doesn't need to come to volunteer anymore, but still does. Anyways, today the kids were doing some type of toast with their juice while they were handing out cups. And when he raised his glass everyone toasted with him and every person tapped his glass. It seems so insignificant but it brought a smile to my face.
On an unrelated note, I really need to fight the elite four in Pokemon White. I actually beat them and caught Zekrom, but I cannot for the life of me defeat Ghetsis. Really I can fight any of his pokemon except his damn Hyragion (Sazandora for those cool cats who call it by its japanese name). It knows surf, dragon pulse, focus blast, and fire blast. That's some of the best type coverage. Great move set, along with a massive special attack stat (and all those moves are special so...) and good speed AND a great typing and ability; dark/dragon and levitate. He can pretty much single handedly wreck my team, unless a blast were to miss. in which case I can hit him once and barely take out a piece of hp. I mean the thing is so underleveled. It frustrates me. I can't train anywhere good because I've run out of trainers. Oh well. I'll get him eventually.
Tomorrow morning I have to got to a set build for the show I'm assistant stage managing; West Side Story. It's going to be a loooooong day, since it's 8-4. And I should probably be there the entire time. So I will be. I'll enjoy it and have some fun I suppose, but I'd really like to get a bunch of homework done, including but not limited to : My reasearch paper rough draft, a stack of calculus open responses, a pack of stats open responses, a resubmital of a lab report for physics, and three french worksheets. Oy.
I really want to buy this backpack on Etsy. There are actually two I want. One has the design I want, the other has the size I need. The design is this half water drop filled in from the bottom to the middle. It looks really cool, but it only is on a small backpack. granted I have no idea what real sizes are (I can tell you a meter but not a foot). The bigger backpack doesn't have the water design; the coolest one is this design of concentric tree rings. it's still cool, just not as cool.
Writing these blog entries are so therapeutic. My firend Alex (a girl) said that a blog is a bit self indulgent. I agree. I need some self indulgence every now and then. And by that I mean everyday. That's my goal: post once a day for hopefully a year. It's nice to get my thoughts out in one place, and it's good to write everyday. Maybe I'll eventually tell my friends about the blog. Maybe I'll even figure out a name for it, or just keep it as {In Lieu Of A Name} I think thats a nice title.
Off being pensive,
Daniel
So. I hate (most) people. Really, some people can be real jerks. Like, when the guy in front of you is driving and just NEVER uses his turn signal. And you'd really like a headsup for when to slow down, so you don't, you know, crash into him. But today when I was volunteering, like I always do on Friday, there where the 12-13 year olds that come to help volunteer for their bar/bat mitzvahs. And there was this other kid who came with the group last year, but continues to come with every time they volunteer. let's call this kid Noah, since I actually don't know his name. Noah is a little awkward: for a thirteen year old, he is very tall, wears glasses, is soft spoken. He's a gentle giant. But I always assumed that the other kids thought he was weird, since he was a year older than him and doesn't need to come to volunteer anymore, but still does. Anyways, today the kids were doing some type of toast with their juice while they were handing out cups. And when he raised his glass everyone toasted with him and every person tapped his glass. It seems so insignificant but it brought a smile to my face.
On an unrelated note, I really need to fight the elite four in Pokemon White. I actually beat them and caught Zekrom, but I cannot for the life of me defeat Ghetsis. Really I can fight any of his pokemon except his damn Hyragion (Sazandora for those cool cats who call it by its japanese name). It knows surf, dragon pulse, focus blast, and fire blast. That's some of the best type coverage. Great move set, along with a massive special attack stat (and all those moves are special so...) and good speed AND a great typing and ability; dark/dragon and levitate. He can pretty much single handedly wreck my team, unless a blast were to miss. in which case I can hit him once and barely take out a piece of hp. I mean the thing is so underleveled. It frustrates me. I can't train anywhere good because I've run out of trainers. Oh well. I'll get him eventually.
Tomorrow morning I have to got to a set build for the show I'm assistant stage managing; West Side Story. It's going to be a loooooong day, since it's 8-4. And I should probably be there the entire time. So I will be. I'll enjoy it and have some fun I suppose, but I'd really like to get a bunch of homework done, including but not limited to : My reasearch paper rough draft, a stack of calculus open responses, a pack of stats open responses, a resubmital of a lab report for physics, and three french worksheets. Oy.
I really want to buy this backpack on Etsy. There are actually two I want. One has the design I want, the other has the size I need. The design is this half water drop filled in from the bottom to the middle. It looks really cool, but it only is on a small backpack. granted I have no idea what real sizes are (I can tell you a meter but not a foot). The bigger backpack doesn't have the water design; the coolest one is this design of concentric tree rings. it's still cool, just not as cool.
Writing these blog entries are so therapeutic. My firend Alex (a girl) said that a blog is a bit self indulgent. I agree. I need some self indulgence every now and then. And by that I mean everyday. That's my goal: post once a day for hopefully a year. It's nice to get my thoughts out in one place, and it's good to write everyday. Maybe I'll eventually tell my friends about the blog. Maybe I'll even figure out a name for it, or just keep it as {In Lieu Of A Name} I think thats a nice title.
Off being pensive,
Daniel
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Funeral Dirge.
Today there was a death in my family. Bertha, my 1998 Honda minivan, broke down. I am inconsolable. Here's how it happened:
So I was driving around, minding my business after a fun dinner at 5 guys burgers and fries. With far too many fries to be healthy. Anyways. Andro and I intended to do these two physics problems there and eat delicious burgers at the same time. That didn't happen; we would much rather eat fries rather than do problems. On the way home to actually work on problems, Bertha started to make some funny noises. At first I thought it was the gravel in the road but then the sound got progressively louder and then the car jerked and sputtered and the stearing wheel gave too much resistance and then I thought the car would blow up and I feared for my life. Andrea was laughing her head off. I pulled into the parking lot of an ice cream shop that was close by and called my dad to come assess the situation.
Full disclosure: Apparently Bertha is not dead, per se. A belt came off where it's supposed to be, so it isn't broken, but they need to figure out why it moved since that could be indicative of a greater problem. Also the check engine light has been on for the past month and I didn't check it out. Also the CE light is always on so it really didn't mean anything.
At the ice cream place Andrea and I tried to work on physics but obviously we got no work done. It was cold and the sun in the sky obviously lied to us that morning about the temperature since I was not well-equipped for the cold. My T-shirt gave me no cold defense. +0 ice def. Pathetic.
We ended up going back to my house amidst a lot of tears on my part to finish these two problems. Did you know that the moment of inertia for a triangle rotated along its height is 1/12*b*h*h*h? Yeah neither did we. We know the answer but we couldn't get the answer through many, many, MANY derivations and anti-derivations. It was awful. At one point we thought we had it. We were off by .5 B*H. recognizable by the simple triangle area formula. But lambda does not equal that. And we forgot to square the distance in the parallel axis theorem. Oy. We were so off. Oh well. We tried. I think.
Sitting Shiva
Dan
So I was driving around, minding my business after a fun dinner at 5 guys burgers and fries. With far too many fries to be healthy. Anyways. Andro and I intended to do these two physics problems there and eat delicious burgers at the same time. That didn't happen; we would much rather eat fries rather than do problems. On the way home to actually work on problems, Bertha started to make some funny noises. At first I thought it was the gravel in the road but then the sound got progressively louder and then the car jerked and sputtered and the stearing wheel gave too much resistance and then I thought the car would blow up and I feared for my life. Andrea was laughing her head off. I pulled into the parking lot of an ice cream shop that was close by and called my dad to come assess the situation.
Full disclosure: Apparently Bertha is not dead, per se. A belt came off where it's supposed to be, so it isn't broken, but they need to figure out why it moved since that could be indicative of a greater problem. Also the check engine light has been on for the past month and I didn't check it out. Also the CE light is always on so it really didn't mean anything.
At the ice cream place Andrea and I tried to work on physics but obviously we got no work done. It was cold and the sun in the sky obviously lied to us that morning about the temperature since I was not well-equipped for the cold. My T-shirt gave me no cold defense. +0 ice def. Pathetic.
We ended up going back to my house amidst a lot of tears on my part to finish these two problems. Did you know that the moment of inertia for a triangle rotated along its height is 1/12*b*h*h*h? Yeah neither did we. We know the answer but we couldn't get the answer through many, many, MANY derivations and anti-derivations. It was awful. At one point we thought we had it. We were off by .5 B*H. recognizable by the simple triangle area formula. But lambda does not equal that. And we forgot to square the distance in the parallel axis theorem. Oy. We were so off. Oh well. We tried. I think.
Sitting Shiva
Dan
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