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Exams are over. I'm thinking that I either marginally passed chemistry, but probably did pretty ok on math, and pretty well on physics and linguistics.
For those of you who can't let go of the FP over break and IAP: 5.112 Fail/marginal pass (class? what class?) 18.02: definite pass 8.01: high pass 24.900: high pass
I walked out of may last exam today at 10:30. I had until noon, but decided that there was little point, as I had answered all questions. Go Norvin. I packed, called Dad, and went home. Went to LS. Saw teachers that I owe big. Told them so. Was generally absurdly happy to be in the high school and seeing familiar faces.
Left a note for Sob, because I didn't see him. Went to NOSB practice with Adam Chao, even though I technically wasn't suppoed to be there. Got bawled out for being late. Oops. Timekept, moderated, sat out. Caught Adam up on the latest happenings. Anna got a NOSB shirt that was a little more flattering to the female physique than the standard-issue shirts. Which sounds really stupid, but is actually a bit of a victory. Threatened Grant with pink BLB t-shirts. Saw the A team clean up. Competed against said A team with a team of frosh that I captained and beat the crap out the A team. (On geology questions-- because there were frosh, there was mostly geo) Felt slightly bad about doing so because the net result was that there was a negative backlash against the A team. Who just happened to have lost their major Geology player last spring. Generally got the NOSB rush, you know, when you have a suspicion that your heart rate's waaaay over 120 even though you're just sitting there, and flashes of prescience where you know what the next words will be a split second before they're said? And having to manage a team again. Woah.I almost couldn't get the words out, "Our answer is X" Surprised when my buzzer lit up. But it came back. And now I miss it bad. I wish that I could, in Anna's words, go back in time and fail english. Hugged Anna and Kevie and Alex and the other Alex and even Warren. Had a nice gossipy talk with Alex and Kevin and Anna while wiating for the after-practice meeting to let out. Gave Grant a book for the team-- it had essays on conservation and some real nice photos. The A team is pretty good, and the frosh are shaping up well. Here's hoping that my friends get a short trip to Monterrey, and a long vacation to someplace warm and sunny courtesy of the NOSB.
I miss them.I walked into the classroom today, and realized how much I missed buzzing. And the general camraderie that we had. Because we never worried about the future in NOSB It was all here-and-now, focusing on the game. Not college. Not psets, or papers. It all went away, for a time, and there was just the buzzers, and the questions and your team.
Went home after this. Got invited to go out to a movie, but I felt like, since it was in boston and started at 10, that I would be out waaaay too late. Got invited to a party at Jon's. I guess I was just not in the mood to party. I want to see my friends. But I'm tired, and right now I'm in a very depressed mood because I've just been reminded of how much I gave up any right to when I graduated. I don't need to see more of the faces that I no longer see every day in the halls and class. Or maybe I do. I don't know. I just wish that there were some way we could still grow separately and at our chosen schools, but be able to see eachother without it having to be a special occasion. Rarity of get togethers changes the dynamics of a group, and not always for the better. I t kind of sucks.
And why am I craving video games? Why do I want to watch Katamari? Damn things are addicting. I'm triply homesick-- for my team, for the group, and for MIT now.
Oh, well. Life goes on and I'm not about to try anything to stop it. It would probably require more physics courses than I care to take.