Physics is fun! (Honest!)
Tomorrow I'll take my last ever high school test. I'm pretty ecstatic and I've actually been studying for it for the last two days. Not very productively mind you, but every little bit helps. Today as me and a few friends were sitting on my veranda, flipping through our review books, I became aware of the fact that I did absolutely nothing this year but draw little pictures and write my name in pink marker hundreds of times. Anyway, I came across one of my finer physics class works and decided that it's relatively humorous and thus should be shared with the world. Now, the handwriting across the top reads The Chronicles of M & L Part II. I'm not really sure what happened to part I, but most of these personal anecdotes from a couple of years ago are quite funny. So here I have The Chronicles Parts II and III. Enjoy my physics work of '05 - '06.
Part II
Once upon a time, M&L were in Ocean City Maryland and it was getting quite late. They hadn't anticipated getting such a late start, howeverdue to the inability of anyone really, to make up their mind, they ended up eating at an Italian restaurant that had no problem giving customers five sauce-drenched noodles on a play suitable for a normal sized portion. Needless to say, they were starving. The pair sat on a bench and pondered the situation at hand. Suddenly they both became aware of the same salty-sweet smell: Carmel corn. Fischer's Carmel Corn actually, only one of the best orgasm worthy foods known to man, or in this case, girls. M approached the counter and more nicely than she would usually have, asked for a small box of carmel corn. She glanced at her watch and then back to the huge vats containing that hot, sweet, concoction. M waited patiently for a response. However, the only thing she heard was the dumping of massive amounts of the sweet stuff into large garbage bins. She shifted her weight confusedly. It was onlly a few minutes past ten - but apparently the staff had big plans because they were far too busy to give M a straight answer. She smirked at the irony, informed L of the situation and began to walk the boarwalk again. Still too early to catch the bus, they stopped again and hopped a top a concrete wall separating the beach from the boardwalk. They didn't choose the spot at random of course, nothing they did was without reason. Sitting five feet awar were a pair of insanely good looking older guys. They had a thing for older guys. They still do actually, it's not as unconscious as I'm making it seem. We're all gold diggers are heart I guess. (Joke) Or maybe their experiences could make up for the girls' lack there of. So they chat away, moving subconsciously closer to the boys as time passed. They were aboutu to initiate a conversation when two scrawny no-older than fifteen year old boys approached them. One proudly displayed a lip ring. Yes, a lip ring. Utterly disgusting and totally out dated but still sat, decorating the lip of an "emo-preppy". Personally, I can't stand emo-preps. They're almost as standard "I-break-the-mold" as the freaky goth kids who play DDR outside the movie theatre at the mall. To put it simply: annoying. One obnoxiously chomped on a piece of gum while the other spoke to the pair very quickly. The rest is slightly blurry. They asked for phone numbers and the girls just giggled. The older boys walked away, and everyone went home alone. Stellar :)
Part II
Once upon a time, M&L were in Ocean City Maryland and it was getting quite late. They hadn't anticipated getting such a late start, howeverdue to the inability of anyone really, to make up their mind, they ended up eating at an Italian restaurant that had no problem giving customers five sauce-drenched noodles on a play suitable for a normal sized portion. Needless to say, they were starving. The pair sat on a bench and pondered the situation at hand. Suddenly they both became aware of the same salty-sweet smell: Carmel corn. Fischer's Carmel Corn actually, only one of the best orgasm worthy foods known to man, or in this case, girls. M approached the counter and more nicely than she would usually have, asked for a small box of carmel corn. She glanced at her watch and then back to the huge vats containing that hot, sweet, concoction. M waited patiently for a response. However, the only thing she heard was the dumping of massive amounts of the sweet stuff into large garbage bins. She shifted her weight confusedly. It was onlly a few minutes past ten - but apparently the staff had big plans because they were far too busy to give M a straight answer. She smirked at the irony, informed L of the situation and began to walk the boarwalk again. Still too early to catch the bus, they stopped again and hopped a top a concrete wall separating the beach from the boardwalk. They didn't choose the spot at random of course, nothing they did was without reason. Sitting five feet awar were a pair of insanely good looking older guys. They had a thing for older guys. They still do actually, it's not as unconscious as I'm making it seem. We're all gold diggers are heart I guess. (Joke) Or maybe their experiences could make up for the girls' lack there of. So they chat away, moving subconsciously closer to the boys as time passed. They were aboutu to initiate a conversation when two scrawny no-older than fifteen year old boys approached them. One proudly displayed a lip ring. Yes, a lip ring. Utterly disgusting and totally out dated but still sat, decorating the lip of an "emo-preppy". Personally, I can't stand emo-preps. They're almost as standard "I-break-the-mold" as the freaky goth kids who play DDR outside the movie theatre at the mall. To put it simply: annoying. One obnoxiously chomped on a piece of gum while the other spoke to the pair very quickly. The rest is slightly blurry. They asked for phone numbers and the girls just giggled. The older boys walked away, and everyone went home alone. Stellar :)