spontanaiety knows no bounds
Hopefully I don't get shitty teammates for the second design project.
Because I did just about the entire work for the first one.
Actually, I was more like Human Resources, between calling up everyone and sending mass e-mails and updates and making sure they got their work done, because we didn't even start building the stupid golf ball launcher until the week before it was due, and only built it because I adopted my slavedriver attitude and got them to work.
And then I had to stop the main builder from staying in the Thinking Stage and told him to give me a SOMETHING idea, not a SOMETHING LIKE idea.
And I wrote most of the 25-page report in a night, sacrificing a lab midterm, a physics quiz, and all but 2 hours of sleep. And about five whole days of thinking nothing but the project.
And then dickwads of classmates at class accused us of building illegally two launchers not a launcher for the competition, I did most of the speaking, our launcher was still not the best nor the efficient (I'm bad at the design stage, to be very honest), and the class is a complete waste of my time because it's just EXCEL and MATLAB, not to mention the longest and most pointless labs of all time (seriously, you want us to write a 2-page proposal for solar power implementation when we have just about no idea what the different terms even mean?).
And I got stuck with the most useless of teammates - no, I look at his reports for the force body diagrams and there is NO FRICKIN' WAY he is going to survive the engineering program, and I don't even want to know how he's managing multivariable calculus, the first semester of engineering physics, the whole year of non-calculus physics, AND english, or what prompted him in the first place, when his work is nothing but turd.
There is no way you are going to survive in Cornell, much less get in - it may be a private school, but it's still a damn fine school.
So, Thursday night was a complete mess, I broke down, and my friend told me to go visit her.
And then right then and there I bought plane tickets to LAX.
Hence, I had dinner on Friday night at Little Tokyo, had brunch in Hollywood, went on a drive to Long Beach (and got us lost getting back on the 710), and spent time at Century City (the selection of books at Borders was insufficiently academic). None of the truly touristy things, and frankly, a rather normal weekend (complete with actual studying!), only about 400 miles away from "home".
But Monday was a holiday, so it worked out.
I should do more of these get away trips. Although they'll probably be just limited to LA. Or maybe I can go further north on the Amtrak. Hmm.
Because I did just about the entire work for the first one.
Actually, I was more like Human Resources, between calling up everyone and sending mass e-mails and updates and making sure they got their work done, because we didn't even start building the stupid golf ball launcher until the week before it was due, and only built it because I adopted my slavedriver attitude and got them to work.
And then I had to stop the main builder from staying in the Thinking Stage and told him to give me a SOMETHING idea, not a SOMETHING LIKE idea.
And I wrote most of the 25-page report in a night, sacrificing a lab midterm, a physics quiz, and all but 2 hours of sleep. And about five whole days of thinking nothing but the project.
And then dickwads of classmates at class accused us of building illegally two launchers not a launcher for the competition, I did most of the speaking, our launcher was still not the best nor the efficient (I'm bad at the design stage, to be very honest), and the class is a complete waste of my time because it's just EXCEL and MATLAB, not to mention the longest and most pointless labs of all time (seriously, you want us to write a 2-page proposal for solar power implementation when we have just about no idea what the different terms even mean?).
And I got stuck with the most useless of teammates - no, I look at his reports for the force body diagrams and there is NO FRICKIN' WAY he is going to survive the engineering program, and I don't even want to know how he's managing multivariable calculus, the first semester of engineering physics, the whole year of non-calculus physics, AND english, or what prompted him in the first place, when his work is nothing but turd.
There is no way you are going to survive in Cornell, much less get in - it may be a private school, but it's still a damn fine school.
So, Thursday night was a complete mess, I broke down, and my friend told me to go visit her.
And then right then and there I bought plane tickets to LAX.
Hence, I had dinner on Friday night at Little Tokyo, had brunch in Hollywood, went on a drive to Long Beach (and got us lost getting back on the 710), and spent time at Century City (the selection of books at Borders was insufficiently academic). None of the truly touristy things, and frankly, a rather normal weekend (complete with actual studying!), only about 400 miles away from "home".
But Monday was a holiday, so it worked out.
I should do more of these get away trips. Although they'll probably be just limited to LA. Or maybe I can go further north on the Amtrak. Hmm.