Matt Morris to the Rescue
in reference to the title, i was facing the occurence of walking home in the dampness with a decently weighted back and the entirety of my Warhammer army when a white car happened by with a kind hearted Matt Morris inside (cell phone service at his house sucked, so he was searching for better reception. go figure). so he drove me home. we always have the oddest conversations, a peculiar fellow that Morris.
things have been a bit crazy with end of year school work (i still can't believe how close it is to summer actually being here). last night i was making a powerpoint presentation for history today (on the Minuteman Project), and was up until nearly 1, and it still kind of sucks. i don't think that McCollum will grade hard though, or at least i hope not, as the presentation is our final. tonight i will be writing up a MASSIVE physics lab report with not a hell of a lot of data, because my bolas that i made didnt work incredibly well (though they would have had sufficient power to trip or choke people), and more to the point, the cameraman (or woman, as it was Alissa Barbier) couldnt follow the bolas through the air fast enough, the video camera couldnt play it in slow motion (i didnt have the remote), and the bolas broke before i was finished getting my throws in. oh, and i also have to do a precalc test, but that i don't think will actually be that bad (it may be making an appearance during the track banquet tonight).
this weekend i get to finish "To The Last Man", which will be nice, and then i can finally give it back to Phil. i also will be writing a ~5 page paper about Huck Finn.
last Saturday was really busy. SAT II's started it all off, upon which i may have done pretty well, or else not so well. then i had voice lessons, scoped out the childrens section at the library and then had lunch. after that i went to Suessical (which i thought was pretty well done, and given that our senior guys are mostly comedians, i found it to be really funny too (what will we do without those seniors...?)). directly from Suessical i found my way to the end of a soccer game (i was ashamed my shirt was even soaked through by the end of the game), came home for dinner, and was off to Phil's house to hang out with people.
i have no clue what happened Sunday.
singing stuff...honors recitals went alright, i fudged some stuff, but Hopewell seemed to like it anyway, and i hope that i did well (if only Hopes graded like Cice).
a cappella...i've sent out a bunch of e-mails, gotten replies, seems to be moving along...its growing. with the eight we had originally, Jenn Sawyer is on board, KB wants in, and Jung is considering. i should probably talk with Perry about whats been going on, tack him onto the mailing list. still waiting on Gwen's frosh friends. as it stands, i currently feel as though we're going to be having some balance issues, and blend issues, so we'll have to see about resolving that in a kind and effective manner.
anyways, it just dawned on me that its nearly summer, and im still wearing long pants, and a long sleeve shirt. that is simply wrong.
and i really need to eat and start on that precalc and physics, because i have no time to be blabbering on and on about crap at this time.
things have been a bit crazy with end of year school work (i still can't believe how close it is to summer actually being here). last night i was making a powerpoint presentation for history today (on the Minuteman Project), and was up until nearly 1, and it still kind of sucks. i don't think that McCollum will grade hard though, or at least i hope not, as the presentation is our final. tonight i will be writing up a MASSIVE physics lab report with not a hell of a lot of data, because my bolas that i made didnt work incredibly well (though they would have had sufficient power to trip or choke people), and more to the point, the cameraman (or woman, as it was Alissa Barbier) couldnt follow the bolas through the air fast enough, the video camera couldnt play it in slow motion (i didnt have the remote), and the bolas broke before i was finished getting my throws in. oh, and i also have to do a precalc test, but that i don't think will actually be that bad (it may be making an appearance during the track banquet tonight).
this weekend i get to finish "To The Last Man", which will be nice, and then i can finally give it back to Phil. i also will be writing a ~5 page paper about Huck Finn.
last Saturday was really busy. SAT II's started it all off, upon which i may have done pretty well, or else not so well. then i had voice lessons, scoped out the childrens section at the library and then had lunch. after that i went to Suessical (which i thought was pretty well done, and given that our senior guys are mostly comedians, i found it to be really funny too (what will we do without those seniors...?)). directly from Suessical i found my way to the end of a soccer game (i was ashamed my shirt was even soaked through by the end of the game), came home for dinner, and was off to Phil's house to hang out with people.
i have no clue what happened Sunday.
singing stuff...honors recitals went alright, i fudged some stuff, but Hopewell seemed to like it anyway, and i hope that i did well (if only Hopes graded like Cice).
a cappella...i've sent out a bunch of e-mails, gotten replies, seems to be moving along...its growing. with the eight we had originally, Jenn Sawyer is on board, KB wants in, and Jung is considering. i should probably talk with Perry about whats been going on, tack him onto the mailing list. still waiting on Gwen's frosh friends. as it stands, i currently feel as though we're going to be having some balance issues, and blend issues, so we'll have to see about resolving that in a kind and effective manner.
anyways, it just dawned on me that its nearly summer, and im still wearing long pants, and a long sleeve shirt. that is simply wrong.
and i really need to eat and start on that precalc and physics, because i have no time to be blabbering on and on about crap at this time.