A professor from Clemson came to Chem today and talked about fabric engineering. Funny guy. He made plasma and a lightning storm in the microwave, which was cool. Then he squirted protein from seaweed into another chemical, I forget what, from a large syringe. When it hit the chemical it instantly turned into a long worm-shaped polymer, and he let some of us keep it. Ashley tied a piece around my wrist.

The bracelet dried out when I got outside, though, and looks less like a long noodle and more like some long hairs covered in dry snot. D:

Spanish quiz tomorrow on 25 semi-new verbs. I need to know the verb for each English definition. Ew...

Boyman wrote some stuff in her xanga that...relieved the pressure a little. I dunno. It's kind of what I wanted to hear, actually. For a long time now.

What's with my sudden popularity? I just noticed that I'm top ten for popular points and also most active. Neat! Thanks, guys.

So, for the rest of the night I shall be practicing Spanish, and after that I might try some GIMP to see how I do. That's WAY too complicated...haha.

Night!

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Just created the MOST BOMB-SHIGGITY-IST PowerPoint ever. It runs like an interactive menu (since the project is on SanDisk, my theme is oh-so-loosely based on my Sansa) that organizes the information. It looks like you're doing something cool, but really it's just a lot of "special effects". Still, I'm so proud. Made the backgrounds, which are simple yet elegant, copied the "interface" from my Sansa, BUT IT WAS HARD, and designed a few special effects.

I also managed to code a fairly complicated program in my Prog. class. There's a certain amount of joy to be had when the thrice accursed computer finally bends to your will. Needless to say, all the stuff I do out of the book has certain...extra features.

Now that I'm finished tooting my own horn, I'm going to go fetal, pass into a comatose state, maybe hallucinate vividly, and have amnesia about the whole episode.

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I had a hard time choosing what Dream Theater song I'd put up. I had decided a while ago that I would only put up one song from any artist, but I really, really like a lot of DT's songs. I decided on this one because, not only does it showcase all their talents pretty well (vocals, drums, guitar, holy crap,) but it's also a pretty hopeful song. I noticed that most of the songs I've put up already aren't exactly happy. This has hope. It's almost like a prayer, if you listen to the lyrics.

It's a long song, though. I love the intro, but it's more than 2 minutes long. Haha. I'm used to it by now.

My friend Shinai, who I've known since middle school, is leaving for Korea this weekend. Today a bunch of people got together to party with her, and we had a good time. I got in my last few squint and communist jokes, and my last few hugs.

Ah munna miss her.

Ryan and Jack were throwing the frisbee at some squirrels. Jack almost pegged one; for a moment, I thought he did. Dunno what I think of that.

My phone is one of those sliders. When I first got it, I marveled at how satisfying the slide mechanism was. It would resist for a moment, and then pop the rest of the way by itself. I didn't notice that it was getting stickier the more I used it, until I saw that Sean's phone was practically grinding. (He has the same phone and it's the same age as mine, but anything that Sean owns tends to wear faster than my stuff.)

Now I'm worried because SOMEONE was throwing sand at me a few weeks ago, and a lot of it got in my pocket with my phone and my flash drive. Sand is never fun for electronics, but especially not the ones with moving parts.

Of course, when I wore the pants again a few days ago, (phone in same pocket,) I realized that the washing machine hadn't done such a hot job of getting the sand out. Even more mechanical naughtiness.

SAT bright and early tomorrow morning. About an hour and a half of driving. I might sleep over at Anthony's house to get a ride. Heheheh.

And Boy's State early the next day. I'm excited.

Yesterday was almost the worst way to start Summer Vacation. I went to a swim meet, thinking that the thunder storm would make them cancel it before long.

Of course, before thunder shut us down, it rained for about an hour. Cold rain. Wearing nothing but swim suits. Not enough tents. Not enough seats (the grass was as cold and soggy as the rest of us.) Ugh.

But then, it finally WAS canceled, and we headed to Ryan's house for a movie. My friends were watching Lucky Number Sleven, but his older brother and two of his friends were watching Sweeney Todd downstairs, and I haven't seen that yet, so I watched it with them instead. They're pretty cool. The movie might have been a disappointment. Not something I would normally like, but I can appreciate it.

My wrist is bothering me so much that I've got a bandage around it now. It's killing my typing speed.

I finished Starfox Adventures. The ending of that kind of sucked, too. Fun game, though. I would love to see more, but Rare stopped working with Nintendo after they made that game. Bummer. Rare's the bomb.

I don't remember if there was anything else I was going to tell.

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Just hung with Katie and a few of her friends. We tie-dyed shirts. Mine will be awful. There weren't any greens. :(

But it was awesome and I'm so glad I went. From about 5 until almost 10! There was some Guitar Hero. And everyone got along and it was just a super swell time. Plus her dogs remembered me. And adored me in the usual manner.

My subjects.

On a side note, I am horrified with humanity a little. I was browsing through comments on a video for youtube, and someone had pointed out rather rudely that the video was non-existent (it was just a song with a black background). The uploader, code-named DEEK, responded with the customary "Go eat a battery" attitude, which is understandable.

But the first guy, code-named ABU, goes back and explains that he's sorry, but his mother had just died and he hoped that Deek would understand that he'd been in a terrible way.

What did Deek do? He took a big, steaming SHIT on Abu's apology. He said, and I quote, "im sorri but...


am i supposed to fucking care?

i couldnt give a rats arse


lamo", refering to Abu's mother's death.

Wow. I realize that I am probably thinking too hard about this. It's just the internet. But, still, someone has just come to you over the internet, in public, and confessed that even though his MOTHER had just passed away, he'd like to say sorry for making fun of a video. You don't snub that, first of all, because of common courtesy. But...to make a statement about the death of a close person like that...

I don't know. It just seems completely inhuman to me.

Ah, well, my night was still awesome. SO LET IT BE...slept on.

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