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How to make life happy again, according to ME.
Posted Sep 21, 2004
Alright, I really had the worst Monday of all time, but I'm over that because of today. Yesterday, my car had to be towed to the shop and I was forced to use 'the dinosaur'. This car is older than I am and was my greatgrandfather's pride and joy, need I say more? This car runs about as well as my grandfather does...he died about twelve years ago. Anyway, so I've had this awful morning when the dinosaur dies in the middle of a very busy intersection...with a log truck going about 45mph on my rear. Lots of honking and the trucker decides to be a really nice one and direct traffic while Stacy frantically tries to restart the car. Car starts, Stacy thanks trucker, drives across the street to abandoned hotel parking lot and cries. Don't I hold up really well during stress? 
I finally get to school and have five minutes before class starts, so I really don't have time to get a temporary parking permit as you have to pay, fill out registration, and all of that good stuff. I decide, you know, the car has never been seen on campus so no one would notice if it was parallel parked in the visitor's zone. I had to take a biology test that I thought I failed the essay on. To overcome all of this upset, I experienced a few things that will turn any bad mood into a sparkling clear one.
1. Find out the high expected is a frigid 30C.
2. Listen to excessive amounts of Tower of Power.
3. Drive down your dirt road to find that the tax accessor, power company, and sheriff's department are all heading down to the end of your road where three people live.
4. Start driving to school and watch a Krispy Kreme doughnut truck driving 75mph (in a 50 zone) with its emergency flashers on.
5. Illegally park for the second time.
6. Get to math and find out you made a 97 on a test because you're not allowed to use calculators and you can't add.
7. Spend thirty minutes between classes talking teatro.
8. Go to biology and find you made a 90/100 even though you didn't do half the essay which counts twenty points.
Ooooooooooh, what a beautiful day...
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Predictable evil.
Posted Sep 16, 2004
Most have determined by now that Happy Meals and the Olsen twins are evil. How apropos is it that the Olsen twins are now endorsing Happy Meals?
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Treasured skills learned through public education.
Posted Sep 14, 2004
In elementary school, I learned that 'booger' is the funniest word in the English language.
In middle school, I learned the dedicated art of not doing homework and making high marks in the class.
In high school, I learned procrastination and how to affectively get people to think I was only slightly weird.
In university, I am learning the fine art of jaywalking and the practical application of an umbrella.
Throughout the years, I have discovered ways to use these things. 'Booger' is a great thing to say when everyone already thinks you're a freak and doesn't want to say anything; you always get a couple of snickers from that one. Not doing and getting high marks has served me well; there's no need to explain that one. My procrastination skils have been honed to perfection. I can finish a two-page post-lab exercise in fifteen minutes in the lobby of the building where my biology class is and make the most lovely Cartesian graphs in less. Making people think you are only slightly weird gets you a lovely state of unnotice. If you were more or less weird, you'd get a mention. Jaywalking is a rather important skill. They don't make walks that follow a smart course, so jaywalking gets you to class on time. An umbrella is good when you don't want a $150 book ruined.
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Triangles
Posted Sep 13, 2004
Triangles, triangles have many meanings
Some are sharp, sweet, and fleeting
Others are harsh and hard and bitter
Just making up a romantic litter
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo
Who is friend and who is foe?
Sine and cosine, alpha, beta
Who is right and who is theta?
Can you know when the caterpillars are in bloom
According to the square root of a radian?
Or is it the bread at the temperature of the room
That makes up this nauseating chaos in my cranium?
The distance formula plots our points
And those plots do anoint
A way to show the true form of a triangle
And give us a choice of what to mangle
Maybe a prism would be more difficult to comprehend
But you wouldn’t have to choose which opposite or adjacent to tend
X and Y and Z end any simple thought
And cause you to consider if your emotion could be bought
What is simple, what is straight?
A line, a line, you say!
But which end is love and which is hate?
And to which end do you pray?
Would you give to selfishness and fondness
Play it a stage as a half-hearted caress?
Would the right become theta later
Starting the whole charade even greater?
So alter that 30-60-90 into a 45-45-90
And don’t be so flighty
To try and please everyone and attempt to make positive negative
Makes life unable to be properly lived
Those triangles can rotate and violate
Their trigonometric functions have a new twist
Causing envy and need to initiate
An insight into what you missed.
For darakat who requested I write a bizarre poem. It's not terribly long and is almost iambic which is rather odd for me. This is what happens when I have two math classes in one semester, I suppose. Came out better than I thought it would, especially considering it was written in fifteen minutes.
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Doggie Update-Sherman Lives
Posted Sep 7, 2004
They canceled all of the high, middle, elementary, and primary schools in our part of the state due to hurricane downpours, but uni was still holding classes. I started driving to uni, found that our road was washed out but managed to get off onto the paved highway. We had a 30 hour power outage. Anyway, I started driving and came up on a lady who had hit some moron who had been walking across the road. The ambulance had already arrived so I talked to the hysterical woman until the police came and told me I could leave. I drove a little longer to find two huge pecan trees across the road. I had a brief interchange with another police officer and went home. About an hour later, I hooked Sherman into his seatbelt and we headed to the vet's. I intended on putting him to sleep today because he was so bad, but I asked the vet (my favorite at the hospital) to run a full blood panel, just in case. Well, about thirty minutes later, he comes back in the room and says, 'Would you believe he's diabetic?' I told him that, no, I wouldn't, so he threw me the write up. Sure enough, Sherman is diabetic. I bearhugged the vet and just bawled for about twenty minutes. The vet was happy, but was sort of...embarrassed at having to comfort this teenage girl who was hysterical with happiness. So, I called mama who had a fit and drove to the store and bought insulin which happens to be dirt cheap. The syringes actually cost more. I will now be able to sleep and hopefully all of the burst capillaries around my eyes and all of my bumps will go away. My baby should be fine, and I have nothing to stress about.
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