Monday, April 30, 2007

Anchor Club

Today was the informational meeting for prospective members. It took less than 20 minutes for the club sponsor (also my science teacher) to show us the PowerPoint on her club. I have a couple (literally two) friends who are interested in joining, so it should be fun. The catch is that we have to fill out an application form, do a few things, and hope that we have enough points in the end to make it into the club because they accept the highest scores. It shouldn't be impossibly difficult since there aren't that many people who are applying. This is because CHS offers a variety of "service clubs" and you can't be in more than one at a time. In addition to that, this is one of the smaller clubs.
I even have dark blue shoes with tiny yellow stars and actual yellow ANCHORS on them Too bad the Anchor colors are green and yellow. (Packers! =)
I finally finished the preparation essay for my final exam for World History! It's almost the end! But not quite... I have to make approximately a 50% on my final exam if I want an A in the class or something along those lines. Maybe more. I don't know. I better not make a 50% or anything near that, though.
This year's MAO banquet theme is superheroes. My friends and I have no idea how to dress up as superheroes. Ryan was thinking about dressing up as Ronald Reagan, and knowing his political enthusiasm, he probably would. He wanted the theme to be pirates, though. The whole idea was so spontaneous. At the end of the elections, Mr. F just asked the entire room, and someone yelled "superheroes" more loudly than Ryan said "pirates!", so the theme became superheroes. Last year it was "emo".

Sunday, April 29, 2007

O Captain! My Captain!

When I reminded William that I am his CEO, he said that I'm also his Captain, and subsequently recited the beginning of this poem. It think it would be bad if I were shot because Diana, Ryan, Jack, and potentially June already know that it could turn out to be true. Oh, and I'm not a guy = ="

O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

An Announcement to the World

Haha... My name is not "Keijing."

Friday, April 27, 2007

Toque el Piano

Today, I was at school for almost twelve hours- from 7:35am to past 7pm.
After school, we served detention in Mr. F's room for such and such by making his room and the adjoining Mr. G's room cleaner.
For 50 minutes after this, I spent my time in a chorus practice room playing the piano.
Then, from 5-7pm, we had our orchestra rehearsal. We played "From Walt Disney Pictures' and Walden Media's THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA: The Lion, the Witch and The Wardrobe". I got the PIANO/CELESTA part, which involved counting measure for as much as 23 measures of rest at a time. With the percussions and the woodwinds, this piece really sounds explosive. Too bad the we can't play in together and in tune. After we played the piece through once, I quickly got a Violin 1 part so I wouldn't actually have to count out all the measures of rest. It was much more fun playing the piano part because no one else was and because it was fun to be loud =) I just wasn't very important-ish.
This weekend includes a TSYO rehearsal, violin lesson, writing the essay for the history final exam (YES!), another TSYO rehearsal, hours without end of more TSYO, the TSYO concert, hopefully doing the final exam, a huge poetry project for English, and other miscellaneous assignments.

Thursday, April 26, 2007

For me

Ryan typed: write a blog about how much Mitt Romney is awesome for me
Later, he said that he would. But I don't want to do my history homework.
Mitt Romney is awesome. He is running for the 2008 election for who-knows-what in some state. I started to stalk him on Google.com, but the first website was so boring (some blog) that it bored me. I went to check my email. Mitt Romney is a good person because Ryan likes him. Therefore, he is probably a Liberal Democrat because we all know how liberal Ryan is. ;) cough cough
There. I wrote something about Mitt Romney's awesome-ness.

MAO Elections

We had our elections for various officer positions today. Diana and I could not decide for the first vote (Kavita vs. Clara for president). We felt terrible. So we did not vote for that position.
The results favored me greatly, but looking at the list, I wonder if I am the person who "doesn't really qualify"... Basically, we went up, introduced ourselves, and gave little speeches about why we want to hold a position and how we could help. I felt really bad because I kind of shoved a few future seniors aside and they are very frustrated about it. I think I just made enemies with half the club. However, the other half the club was nice enough to acknowledge my existence. My best friends were not favored this way, so I don't get to work with them :( I especially felt terrible for Ryan because he didn't get quite enough votes for Treasurer and he would've been wonderful. He can add numbers incredibly and has nice handwriting.
I cannot accurately express the happiness I felt when the president (also next year's president) looked at me before she said who they were, and actually said my name! There is an enormous fraction of the Class of 2008, so there aren't that many people in the running for President next time. It should be interesting.
Here are the results:
President: Kavita Chandra*
Vice President: Clara Vu*
Captains: Gaku Liu* and Kejing Jiang***
Secretary: Candace Rosier*
Treasurer: Hilary Finley-Simonds(I don't know which class she is.)
Fundraiser: Ann Dietrich*
Historians: Erica Kearney*** and Shuyao Zhang***
Technology Coordinator: Logan Stafman**
*Class of 2008
**Class of 2009
***Class of 2010

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Beer is good.

http://www.comics.com/comics/pearls/archive/images/pearls21832830070402.gif


I am definitely NOT ready for State.
Also, I might not be allowed to take AP Chem.
Great.
Blah.
I want to leave soon, though, but we have to go through an entire day of school before the buses come at 3:30 so we aren't leaving too soon.
I'm so tired of school.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Electron Structure of Atoms

I feel pathetic. I finally found out exactly why it's called the PERIODIC table. Because of the relationship between the atomic number and the atomic radius of the elements. Maxima occur for the IA elements and minima occurs for the 7A elements. What great fun...
If all goes well and they aren't compelled to give me my alternatives (which I'd rather not alternatively have on my schedule), I will take these classes next year. This is interesting because CHS starts earlier than WHS but the WHS people have already signed up for next year's classes.
(Going in order of the course request form...)
English 2 Honors-Gifted
Pre-Calculus
AP Statistics
Pre-AP Biology
AP Chemistry
AP European History
Spanish 3 (Honors)
Am I going to die? Yes. I hope I have a shot at it, though. It would be terrible if they decided that Orchestra is more for me. "They"- meaning the school. But if I don't try, then I will forever wonder how I would've done if I'd gone through with this. On the very optimistically sunny side of the situation, chemistry is a lot more interesting than earth/space science. I actually want to learn some of this stuff.
We had Writes Upon Request today. A prompt was given, and we had to write about that on 3 small-ish pages but didn't have to fill up the whole thing. We had 45 minutes to do this. The grades are given from 1-6, 6 being the best. Our english teacher and the adjacent english classroom of the gifted people and one general class have a teacher who is also grading it.
Again- great fun.
Cough. Cough.

Monday, April 16, 2007

Dilbert comics are awesome.

Best Fundraiser Ever
Scott Adams

I saw in the news that Andre Agassi “inadvertently” whacked his wife, Steffi Graf, in the face with his racket during a fundraiser.

http://sports.yahoo.com/ten/news?slug=ap-grafinjured&prov=ap&type=lgns

The fundraiser was part of a new reality show produced by Oprah. The doctor who bid $70,000 to play tennis with Agassi and Graf also got to put the stitches in Graf’s lip. Hmmmm. . . Was this really an accident?

One theory is that Andre Agassi, the most precise tennis player in history, who could circumcise a mosquito with a tennis racket during mid serve, couldn’t avoid hitting his wife in the face. I suppose that’s possible, in the “anything can happen” way of thinking. But let’s examine the alternative theory.

Let’s say Oprah corners Agassi alone before the event and says, “Andre, the doctor will pay $70,000 just to play tennis. But if you hit your wife in the head so he can stitch her up, that’s another $100,000 to benefit the children.”

At first, Andre would probably say, “No way!” But Oprah would just furrow her brow and look at him in that “I’m Oprah and you’re not” way. She wouldn’t have to actually say, “I’ll tell everyone that you don’t care about children” because it would be implied. Oprah can be very convincing. I imagine her saying, “Andre, you’ve been married for a while. Can you honestly tell me you can’t think of one good reason to bust her lip with a racket? Don’t lie to me. I’m Oprah.”

By the time Oprah was done with Agassi, Steffi’s face was probably starting to look round, green, and fuzzy. Interestingly, Agassi managed to bust Steffi’s lip without damaging her teeth. I assume that’s because the guy who bid the highest was a doctor and not a dentist. If the bidder had been a psychiatrist, that would have been the best show of all. Agassi would have had to club Steffi to death and keep her in a freezer.

I’m not criticizing. I think it’s great to help the children.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

A Little Birdie Told Me...

This was taken from one of the most awesome websites in the world. I modified a few of the words, though.

Question: A truck that is transporting birds is weighed. Will there be a difference in its weight depending on whether or not the birds are in flight or standing on the truck?
Answer: There will not be a difference between the two situations. While flying, the birds' wings exert a downward force on the air in the truck which is exactly equal to the weight of the birds, and the air transmits this force onto the truck, and hence to the weighing mechanism.
The only way to cheat the weigh scale would be to have very proficiently trained birds that could fly to the top of the truck and, immediately before the weight is calculated, fold their wings and fall. If the weigh scale is read during the interval before the free-falling birds strike the floor of the truck, then it will register only the weight of the truck.