AP Tests! Blah!

Whoever thought that AP tests should be taken in the wakening of spring, they are cruel. As the tests race towards me, the weather gets ever so sweeter. And I'm finding that my brain has become...super-super-super saturated. With history, Calculus, and Chemistry.
Unfortunately, this super-saturation has left me void of any clever or witty ideas. All I can think of right now is AP stuff...let me enlighten you on what's going through my mind this very instant...Ronald Reagan experienced the early stages of Alzheimer's in his second term...the derivative of (sinx) is (cosx) but the derivative of (cosx) is (-sinx)...The Ideal Gas equation is PV=nrt...(I think) ...LeChatlier's principle....The Chain rule...1800 is considered a revolution, because it was a peaceful changeover of parties in the white house (Thomas Jefferson)...The Vietnam war....The Robber Barons of industry...etc., etc., etc...
Come back in two weeks and a day, and I'm sure I will be immensely relieved of this awful super-saturation disease, and enlighten you about my thoughts on _______.

'Til next time...I shall leave you with a quote from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland (and Through the Looking Glass) "Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise."

To tell you the truth, I have no idea what that quote means...if you do, please tell me your interpretation of the quote in the form of a comment.

Quote

"This is the beginning of a new day. I can waste it, or use it for good. But what I do today is important, because I am exchanging a day of my life for it! When tomorrow comes, this day will be gone forever, leaving in its place something that I have exchanged for it. I want it to be gain, and not loss; good not evil; success and not failure."
-Author Unknown

Binder Sniffing*

My subject today is "binder sniffing".What, exactly is binder sniffing? A job? If it was a job, you ask, how would it affect our lives today? I'll tell you how.
There are some courageous people out there who will take the scary and life-threatening job to make sure our binders are safe by sniffing them. The sniffing test tests three areas:

1) Bonking damage. There are many bullies out there that like to tell you their binder smells funny. When the victim goes to sniff the binder, the bully smashes the binder shut, therefore, smashing the victim's face. So far, the five-star binders are in the lead in this area, as they are more flexible, more able to mold into the sniffer's face instead of damaging them physically. The emotional damage is unpredictable thus far.

2) Binder pugence: This test tests for the possibility of intoxication by inhaling the binder. (e.g. some binders, you will notice, smell very "new" and reeks of plastic. This is not good.) Sniffers rate the binders on a scale of 1-10, 1 being deadly intoxicating, and 10 being unoticable scale. Mead is on the bottom for this test.

3) Stickiness of labels: The sniffers also sniff the areas where stickers and labels formally resided. They sniff the area, and test for the pugence, stated in test 2. Then they stick their nose on the area and see if it's still sticky. If it's still sticky, that's a bad sign because gross bacteria and germs could get stuck on that area. (If not all other areas as well.)

So you see, the binder sniffers have a very dangerous job. They risk their face, as it can be deformed from test 1. They risk their nostrils and sense of smell in test 2. They risk having a binder stuck to their face for the rest of their life in test 3. Please go hug a binder sniffer today!

*Brainstorming Idea attributed to Brittanica...I'm not sure if these people really exist, but if they do, I sure do appreciate them.

Barbie World

First of all, I must confess that I have a secret. I carry around a handy little blue book. It contains my random "essays about nothing whatsoever". More often than not, I put one of those essays on my blog. I'm about to publish another.

"Barbie Land"

(originally written 6-23-04)

That is, indeed, the title of this entry. Quite intimidating. I never truly loved Barbies. I usually ripped their heads off during my childhood. This entry however, has nothing to do with the dolls.

Wherever I walk nowadays, it seems as if the trend is to look exactly like everyone else. I swear, I saw 20-lupets coming out of the mall the other day! (I was going there to look for some cool watches and Beatle shirts at Hot Topic.) They had the same blonde hair, same perfect make-up, same orange tan, same Abercrombie & Watchamacallit shirts, and same jeans by the same brand, and same flip-flops...same, same, gonna drive me insane same!

I wonder if they'll start wearing color contacts so they have the same color eyes! It is very creepy to walk up to someone, say, "hi Jessica!" Only to learn it was, in fact, Megan! Maybe they're really clones. Maybe there's a conspiracy behind this in the long run. We'll never know. Or will we? Everyday it gets worse and every tomorrow gets even scarier. Will everyone, in twenty years, look the same age because of plastic surgery? Will everyone look the same? I might as well give up trying to learn names now, because I will never be able to tell people aparrt in five years. Everyone already looks the same, as well as trying to have the same bright personality! Ack! Sounds like some sick utopia!

Hehe, I hope you enjoyed this... Judging from the date, I just finished Middle School, where it was outrageous how people imitated each other. I know realize that that stage was simply, Middle School. Now that I'm going to a high school, I realize that high school is so much more secure and diverse...(really diverse at the high school I go to! Half of the population's first language is spanish! It's awesome!)

Erasers

There are many kinds of erasers out there. The one I have in my mind are the big pink rubbery ones. Erasers are very interesting. They erase your mistakes. The interesting part is, they don't rub off or wear out the paper, but they wear out themselves in order to make your paper perfect.
Sometimes I feel my life is like an eraser. People use me to smudge out and erase their mistakes.
(Interesting analogy, eh?)

Imagination

One of my greatest sorrows of today is that hardly anyone uses their imagination anymore. They rely on T.V.s, movies, magazines, and music to come up with new ideas and entertainment. Sometimes I'll be using my imagination, swashbuckling those blasted niNNergoodLes, and working with the blUURpIers. It's a lot of fun! Then I'll look up and see people scowling at me, demanding that I should act "normol", and go watch T.V. I don't like T.V. Too degrading and serious... and forced on you. No interaction with your brain at all. Why can't I go snorkling and fight off the TreVoRS? To tell you the truth, I thrive on imagination! I need it! If it weren't for imagination, our civilization wouldn't be where it is today. So, I have one request to make to my audience; go away, and escape to your imagination land, and stop reading this blog.