Monday, February 28, 2011

hurting everyone

I'll probably do a better post tomorrow when I'm not in need of sleep before I juice myself (as my sister says) at the blood drive tomorrow, but I'll introduce something to think about and then do the real post tomorrow.

Since the House of Representatives took a swing towards the conservative side, I expected a lot of policies to change, but the number of religion-based ones is a little surprising, especially on the pro-life front. There was a bill proposed a while back that would redefine rape as to limit the instances in which a woman can get an abortion, the Georgia bill that would basically sentence any miscarriage as prenatal murder, all these bills based on the idea that life starts at conception.

I know a lot of people have different views, and I am perfectly ok with that. But after reading this article that the EGE sent me, I'm not so sure it's a religious pro-life battle so much as an anti-women's/reproductive rights battle. And that's not ok.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

nothing to say

Spring Training games start tonight and I got a haircut, but other than that, nothing much to say.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

not a bad day

Had another batting cage appointment, had some nice hits. Bunting kinda sucks though, and my timing was a little off, especially with trying to throw my hips into it like my stepdad told me to do, but that's ok.

Sox started their college games today, beat BC 6-0 and will play Northeastern tonight. First real Spring Training game is tomorrow night against the Twins.

And my dad seems to be doing better. Still bored out of his mind, so I brought over some books for him to read. He'll probably be in there a few more days so the doctors can make sure everything is back to normal.

Friday, February 25, 2011

better rain than snow

That's for sure. It's been raining fairly heavily and nonstop since this morning. Which would be a lot of snow.

Handed in my English essay. Hopefully my teacher takes the idea of "this is just a first draft" to heart, because my essay was atrocious. My problem was knowing what I wanted to say but not being able to express it properly. Plus I was in another one of my ongoing bad moods so that didn't help.

I talked to my dad yesterday, he's doing ok but he was really hungry 'cause they wouldn't let him eat or drink anything before the tests they had to run.

And I really wanted some honey roasted peanuts for snack but couldn't find them, so I wound up eating the rest of our freezer Girl Scout cookie stash. I think it was safe, there weren't many left and they've been in there for at least 2 years, so it's not like I was eating a coveted item (even though they're reeeeally good...)

Um... guess that's it. Conditioning tonight, batting cage appt tomorrow morning, then helping out with munchkin softball signups and then going to visit my dad. And obviously homework.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

keeps coming back

I seem to be having recurrent "Weeks from Hell," don't I? I mean, tryouts are always hellish, as was Production Week (would've been two of those if the 2nd hadn't been snowed out), plus the obligatory "everything is going wrong in meatspace" weeks that I've been having a lot lately.

So naturally it would only suffice that this week, we started review for the AP calc exam and I've forgotten quite a bit of what we've learned, I got my rejection letter from the Ithaca full-ride people and my dad is now in the hospital with a pancreatic infection of sorts. Plus I have an English essay due tomorrow, and conditioning always sucks.

I almost got to the point where I started writing rant poetry. That's some scary stuff.

Hopefully tomorrow will be better.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

just a short one

(TWSS?)

Anyway. I have a birthday party to attend this evening, so that gives me until 5:30 to shower and do all my homework. I can do it, but not if I have a big blog post. And I got my "haha nice try loser" rejection letter from the people that do the full-ride communications scholarship for Ithaca, so luckily I don't have to stress about that anymore (though that now means I'm going to be spending the rest of my life paying off my college costs...)

Finally, orange juice, the cherry pomegranate Crystal Light powder stuff and some water mixed together is reeeeally good. And the saltiness of Ritz crackers completes it :)

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

missing

The grass, college money, my sanity...

Hopefully calc review will start to make sense, my English essay will work out and I'll figure out my life. Somehow.

Monday, February 21, 2011

done

My sides hurt, my head hurts and I'm not exactly enthused about it snowing again. We were doing so well! I actually had sizeable areas of grass in my yard!

Book was pretty good. Some parts were definitely better than others, and some parts just didn't make sense. But overall it wasn't bad.

And I will admit that I watched some of the Daytona 500 yesterday. Started off by making a fool of myself and forgetting that it's 500 miles, not 500 laps. And then I was a horrible person for enjoying the crashes more than the rest of the race. It's the whole "And they're taking another left turn!" thing. But since this race broke the caution record with 16 (previous record was 11), we had plenty to watch. The only two people I really cared about crashed sometime between eating lunch and getting home, and I had never even heard of the guy who won, Trevor Bayne, but he's the youngest Daytona winner ever, so I guess that's cool. What better way to spend the day after your 20th birthday by winning not only a big race but your first big race?

Sunday, February 20, 2011

almost there

Threw a bit today.
Really, really cold outside.
Not a lot of fun.

Almost done with book.
200-ish pages left.
So... still a lot left.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

not so much

Frustrated today.
Couldn't get my timing town.
Always swung early.

Bunting was ok.
Sac bunts almost too easy.
Next time, base-hit bunts.

Finished calc homework.
Need to finish Diamond Age.
Will take a long time.

It's a good book, though.
Story is making more sense.
It's just really long.

Friday, February 18, 2011

ow.

I am really sore.
Legs hurt, back hurts, ankle too.
Weightlifting's not fun.

Batting tomorrow.
I love going to the cage.
Such a great feeling.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

whoops

Nine-hundred-third post.
Forgot to mark nine hundredth.
Next time, I promise.

I'll have my book done
By sometime this weekend, then
I'll do normal posts.


(there, is that better? :P)

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

random thoughts

No more time for me
I'm can't give you what you want
Please, just make it stop

Borders going out
Guess it's a good thing that I
Used all my gift cards

It's not every day
That I get some underwear
Coupons in the mail

Westminster Dog Show
Scottish greyhound best in show
That's a big, gray dog

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

a proclamation

There are so many horribly tactless ways I could go about this, so I'll try to be nice.

Apparently, I'm committing a cardinal sin under the Almost a College Student Act of 2011 by not spending all of my free time reading college-level books on subjects I honestly don't care about. This, of course, implies that I'm wasting my time by having fun or a life (or a lack thereof) or by going on Facebook (which kindof is a waste of time but I already knew that).

As such, I have come to the conclusion that, while stopping blogging would kindof undo a lot of hard work I've done, it would be best for my sanity (and probably yours too) to keep the blogging to a minimum until I get my increasingly large reading list done.

But to make this interesting, I'll revive Haiku Week from last year and post in haikus until I finish my reading list. If you're not into haikus, this is going to be a long few weeks (maybe even months) for you.

Before I go delve into my reading list and possibly never come out, here's a haiku about the Westminster Dog Show pictures I was looking at earlier today while reading the accompanying article:

I once knew most breeds.
It's a little pathetic
I still know several.

so much for that

One day of operational-ness. That's it. Car decided to not start again this morning, so I had to take the bus. We just replaced the fuses, so it shouldn't be that. The battery wasn't s'posedly the problem but it's charging right now just in case. And of course I had a doctor's appointment today that I was skipping conditioning for, and now I can't go 'cause I have no ride. It's on Friday now, but that means I'm stuck here doing... not-conditioning...

I had a big English test today, so luckily I got that over with. Almost 1200 words in a little over an hour of typing. I don't think I've ever typed that quickly. Ever.

And I took a calc quiz today, on stuff I should've remembered but there was always that last part I'd forget, and I'd get a brain blast right at the end and then I was fine. My process wasn't always the first one to use, but I got the right answers, so that's ok, right?

And cinnamon-roasted almonds are absolutely divine. Just saying.

Monday, February 14, 2011

caught red-handed

After *le gasp!* 3 years of underground blogging, my mom finally found my secret source of sanity. Guess that means I have to stop posting pictures of my sweatshop meth lab run by the illegitimate cannibal children of dogfighting prostitutes...

Just kidding, Mom. As you can probably tell, nothing I write here is bad in the sense of smutty content. Quality, however, cannot be guaranteed, as demonstrated by... well... most of my blogging. Especially the early stuff. Good gods.

So apparently there might be a new planet in our solar system. Rumors in academia say there's a gigundo gas-ish planet hanging around in the Oort Cloud, something along the lines of 4x the size of Jupiter and similar in composition. Not a lot of investigation yet to determine whether the planet, temporarily dubbed "Tyche" after the Greek goddess of cities and success, actually exists, but I went through school with 9 planets and I want 9 planets, since poor Pluto got demoted back in '06.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

enough said


Dante Shepherd, you are a god.

hitter's low?

Not really a low, but damn I'm sore from yesterday. I guess it's a good thing I have a doctor's appointment on Tuesday and can't go to weightlifting. Between my hips/butt being sore from Friday's weightlifting, my torso being sore from batting yesterday and my lack of thumb skin on my left hand, I doubt I'd be able to do much anyway.

Finally got my Egypt article done for the school paper. It was really starting to frustrate me how everything was changing too quickly for me to get a good lead done. But hey, they got the bad guy out and so far life seems to be ok, and that's more important than my article.

Last night's shindig was great. We had pork and spinach wontons which were amazing, except I got the reject wontons that stuck to the pan so a hole ripped in the bottom and I lost all my filling. We also had homemade fried rice and stir-fry, and these funky egg roll things that were made with rolled-out white bread instead of the rolly things and the filling was made of mashed potatoes and a few green beans. So basically they were white honky egg rolls, but that's ok because I don't really like real egg rolls.

Dessert was probably the best. My shortbread cookie went over really well, and my mom's friend, who had come over and is going to culinary school, said that their baking sister school probably couldn't've made a cookie that good.

We watched a bit of Firefly, but we had all eaten way too much, and my mom fell asleep on the couch, and I almost fell asleep on the floor (in my defense, I had a blanket and my pillow...)

And that's my story.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

hitter's high

It's like a softball/baseball player's equivalent to a runner's high. It's that point where you feel as though you could just keep hitting, and it's a really nice feeling. Granted, the machine was probably slower than it should've been, but I haven't hit since the beginning of school. The only thing that really prevented me from hitting 'til the cows come home was the fact that my appointment was only a half-hour, plus I accidentally left all my stuff in my car so I had to hit with a different bat and without gloves, and it tore a sizeable chunk of skin off my thumb based on how I grip the bat. Oh well. I had a lot of really nice hits, both solid and placed properly (i.e. not straight up or straight into the ground).

I made another shortbread cookie for tonight's festivities. Hopefully this one will be as good as the last one. If not, we have chocolate chip cookies to eat instead. Besides, none of the desserts planned for tonight match the theme of homemade Chinese food, but we're also watching geeky movies which don't really match, so that's ok.

Friday, February 11, 2011

not very nice

First, since I was in a bad mood yesterday, I forgot to do a birthday post for Alex. Sorry, dude. I wore the jersey. Happy 27.00273976repeating.

Second, the feline gods claimed Laura's kitty yesterday and brought little Justice to the big scratching post in the sky. Condolences to Laura and a tsk-tsk to the feline gods 'cause, well, that wasn't very nice.

Third, I got a flyer from Ithaca today about their accepted students open housey thing in April, and it's the weekend of the music trip, ergo I can't go. As it is, I'm missing a game that weekend too. But I'm a band senior, dammit, I'm going on this trip.

And fourth, Mubarak was just being a weenie by dragging out his resignation. We all knew it was coming. I can't write my article for the school newsmagazine if the story keeps changing every day.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

**sigh**

Stressed out. Journalism articles to do, calc to learn, English books to read, and I desperately need to consider getting a therapist. It's school, college, college money, and an overall feeling of inferiority. Same crap, different day. I should get to bed, try to sleep some of this off.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

geekery continued

I finished my polar graph paper fractal, I really like how it came out. I'm working on coloring it right now.

So between that, excruciatingly painful calculus homework including a well-nigh impossible AP problem and the EGE going on a tangent about Beowulf and its phallic imagery during English, I'm wiped out.

I can't wait 'til Saturday. I have an appointment for the batting cage (which I'm really looking forward to because I haven't hit in forever), I hopefully get my car back (we're pretty sure the problem is electrical and is fairly easily fixed) and I'm having the 2nd Anti-Valentine's Day party shindig that evening. So bring on the violence, the freedom and the geeky movies.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

fractals

I got kinda bored in English today, so I started doodling on my paper, and then this video came into my mind:



My fractal didn't end up looking like a Sierpinski triangle, but then I had the brilliant idea to use some polar coordinate graph paper I had instead of wasting normal graph paper, and I did it from the four "corners" and it looks really cool so far :)

Monday, February 7, 2011

lady karma

She sure is a bitch. First day in a while I had to take the bus, and the bus decides to come 20 minutes late. My across-the-street neighbor's dad ended up driving us in after 10 minutes of it not coming, but our bus was one of four that got to school right as class was starting. Our theory was that all the bus drivers were hung over from the Super Bowl and none of the subs knew the routes.

Seriously, the car, calc suckage, constant arguing about everything with everyone... oh how I love being wrong.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

happy feelings gone

My car wouldn't start yesterday, so I kinda figured that it was just the battery. Nope, something is wrong with the fuel stuff (I think, no one ever tells me anything anymore), and now we have to get it fixed. So now not only am I out a decent amount of money, I can't drive anywhere for at least the next week. Sure, the bus isn't that bad, but I really like being able to go home before conditioning, plus it's nice not to have to rely on my parents for rides.

Broken car and a broken ego. Great day.

overthinking things

My birthday isn't until the end of the summer. But I'm already making party invites anyway :)

Overthinking things is just what I do. Trust me, I'm not really proud of it, because it gets me in trouble a lot. I look way too far into everything, from stuff my friends say to stuff that happens in school. I always think that anything anyone says to me is insulting somehow. It's why I can't take compliments because my brain thinks there's some hidden subtext that's degrading or whatever. It's why I was so offended that a lot of my friends got senior superlative awards and I didn't (the only one I might've had a shot at is Most Overlooked, but that's only because my opinions never seem to be worth anything to anyone). It's why I wind up pissing everyone off.

Anyway...


I'm actually a very happy camper, because my mom bought tickets for me and my stepdad to the Red Sox/Royals game on July 28th as a (really early) birthday present. I just need to make sure that the 3 of my 5 in that game don't get traded or injured. I mean, come on, there's 3 of them, chances are at least one of them should be still there, right? :)

Saturday, February 5, 2011

calc overload

My calc homework was really pissing me off earlier. Yet when I saw that today's post would be my 888th, I couldn't help but think of this:

Thank you, WolframAlpha. It's a really cool site that has helped me numerous times with my calc homework (when the EGE refuses to help me...).

Friday, February 4, 2011

ends of the spectrum

Two interesting articles I found today.

I'll start with the one I majorly disagree with. A Catholic publishing group in Great Britain came up with a pamphlet on trying to convert Wiccans. Their main argument? Spellcraft not only creates psychological problems (oh, because Christianity doesn't do that at all, ever), it's apparently a slap in the face to God. The people that wrote it claim that "The use of magic, the practice of witchcraft, offends God because it is rooted in our sinful and fallen nature. It attempts to usurp God." I understand that humanity isn't exactly the most behaved society, but it bothers me that religions automatically assume that everyone sucks.

The second one is something I agree with. There's a male rights activist group bent on boycotting Valentine's Day on the basis that it's sexist. Not only are guys are expected to blow all this money on their girls, they'll get shunned if they don't, plus they don't get anything in return. There's no rule saying that you HAVE to buy stuff for your significant other on Valentine's Day upon threat of getting rejected; like my aunt said, what's the harm in a bouquet of dandelions in August? Presents aren't required, nor are they required ON some superficial, arbitrary day. I'm not a guy, but I practically boycott this anyway, so I'm totally game for it.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

i suppose

This is a baseball blog after all, so I guess I should mention that Pettitte is retiring. I still think he's kindof a weenie, and I'm not just saying that 'cause he was on the Yankees. Something about him just bothers me. Also, his name has an awkward number of t's and it never looks like it's spelled correctly.

Our senior superlative awards thing is tonight, and even though I was Loser McLoserPants and didn't get nominated for anything, three friends that did get nominated are forcing me to go. I maintained that I'd be out of place, being a non-nominee, but then I remembered, "Oh, right, this is going in the yearbook, I can take pictures and not look so much like a loser." I wonder if I can get free admission 'cause I'm press...

In related news, "non-nominee" is fun to say. It's like the whole "anemone" thing, or "cinnamon".

And on that note, off into calculus homework, then hopefully reading some of Beowulf for English before leaving for conditioning.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

yeah right

Those "they" people say that Punxsutawney Phil decided that winter will soon end. For starters, this whole Groundhog Day crap is rigged 'cause with all the cameras and stuff, he's gonna see his shadow regardless of the weather. Plus, with all the snow this year and the ice storm right now, I think it's more likely that he just stuck his paw out his little hidey-hole and gave Mother Nature (and the media) the finger. And last time I checked, this current storm is icing half the country, so it'll be a few days for it to go away, and who knows what'll come after it.

Oh well. Yet another day to work on scholarship searches and trying to figure out how on earth I'm supposed to do my AP problem for calc that's due tomorrow.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

not funny anymore

5 or 6 snow days is enough. 5 or 6 feet of snow this season in an area that usually gets 2 is more than enough. And the time I have to finish my scholarship stuff isn't enough (yeah, I know it's completely my fault for procrastinating, but it's not helping that I'm not in school to get my letters of recommendation, nor can I go to the post office to mail stuff.)

It's not just us getting hammered. The next few storms are not only coming across the entire US to get us on the East Coast, the Midwest is getting hit at the same time. And Australia, with all their flooding problems lately, is getting hit with a cyclone the equivalent of a Cat. 5 hurricane tomorrow (not sure if cyclones use the same grading system).

**sigh**

More time to work on schoolwork, I guess.