Saturday, June 17, 2000

I really don't like people who use my computer and try to post to this under my name in an effort to mock/humiliate me. Furthermore, The people here seem to have this burning desire to make my life miserable. Hold on while I make sure they're not f***ing around with my stuff again.

Friday, June 16, 2000

I think my eardrums are about to pop.
Wow! You know what's really funny? Seventh graders who are only as tall as my chest walking around with big spiked red hair. Well... looks like two study halls in a row. No math teacher. So, back to not doing anything productive and playing with the soda constructor.
Big Red Racing is a bad game. Maybe a few years ago it was good, but now it sucks. Well... what a waste of a school day. Perhaps I should consider doing something malicious to the school computers... but no, because I have two more years to this. I'm really at a loss of things to babble about. My stream of conciousness is having trouble maintaining a high level of flow. It seems that the administrator is trying to clean up the server and is requesting that people delete their stuff. Ha ha ha. I have nothing of which I need to get rid of because I am a paragon of virtue or something like that. Some people do some really stupid things during school on the computers. Oh! Class appears to be over. Well... I'm off.

Thursday, June 15, 2000

I've had my Blog described to me as a "stream of conciousness." No real coherence or method to this random stream of words, just random thoughts. I think that's a great way to describe it. A stream of conciousness. I'm going to update the name and template of this site to incorporate that somewhere.
Ok, so I'm eating dessert with my parents and a friend of ours, and we've got brownies. My mother gets out some strawberries from the freezer. So we start trying to eat them, but they're solid. After a bit, they've become soft enough to skewer with a fork. So my dad's eating one, and all of a sudden starts making uninterpretable noises, eventually swallows and says that the strawberry was too cold, and that it "froze his tooth." You know, that feeling when something alarmingly cold hits your teeth.

Anyhow, he begins thinking of how to describe it, and starts saying it's like food that's really hot, but it sticks to your mouth so you can't get it off and it burns, then he says, "yeah! Like napalm! Frozen napalm!" For some reason I found this tremendously funny, and now while I'm waiting for the dishwasher to finish so I can finish my chores, I'm writing this.

You know what? I've actually encountered somebody who speaks acronyms. Not only that... but the acronym I heard used, "gtg" was used to say "good to go" as opposed to "got to go." Although this was quite suprising, well... that's about it. It was suprising to encounter somebody who actually spoke acronyms.

Why can't my sister just learn to use Audiocatalyst correctly! She keeps on screwing up the settings and ripping really f***ed up sounds.

Hot crap! This is really cool! I think you should definetly give this page a look. sodaconstructor
Well... being at Traxit / SchoolBrain / InASphere / whatever-name-they-come-up-with-next is fairly boring for me. I don't actually work here, I'm just wandering around assisting one of the people who does work here and I'm supposed to be helping wiring their new office space, but... it seems there are some problems or something, and the guy I'm following around is out on some other task. So... I blog.

Anyhow, it's a bit interesting seeing a number of people I haven't seen since I left Parker, that being the end of 8th grade, and now I'm at the end of 10th. Well... hmm... not much to say. Who know's who will walk in next? The inasphere group has I think 1 or 2 people out of the whole whom I don't know, and didn't go to school with at some point. The vast majority however I either had classes with at some point in middle/high school or know fairly well through other means.

Perhaps I should be doing something productive now. Or... maybe I'll find a computer that's totally unused, copy Team Fortress on to it and enjoy a nice low ping game thanks to the office's DSL connection. Not likely, but possible. Well... enough blogging for now. I'm going to head off and do something else.

Lots of stuff to complain about today! But first...

SCHOOL IS OVER!

Well... sort of. One more day for me, but there is no more work involved. Yeah!

Ok, on to the complaining and such. First of all, what ridiculous rule is this: I was denied the ability to use a bathroom during my final. What am I going to do? Huh? What could I possibly do? I'm sure it's some sort of anti-cheating thing, but it confuses me. What would they do? Run to their locker and look something up? I suppose there is some merit to that... but what about the people who really do have to use a bathroom? Huh?! My bladder was about to freakin' burst! Also, it detracts from my ability to effectively think, and as a result, I do worse on the final. On the whole, I think the system needs revision. That's a pretty strange complaint, but still... moving on.

Apparently the math course I was going to take after school with a bunch of the other people who took AP Calc this year who didn't graduate and need a hard math course got canceled. I have no idea why, I was told by one person it was funding, but who knows. What do they expect us to do? Nothing. Try to dual enroll, even though it's technically after the due date for registration. Worse yet, if that's going to happen, I'll have to find somebody else who can drive other people around who is doing this, because I can't. This is not good at all.

Finally, I don't really like finals too much. I think it's a bit absurd, having a comprehensive exam for the entire year, basically compacting what was supposed to be a year of learning into a multiple hour exam. A friend of mine had a different requirement. Instead of a final exam, he had a final project. For a project, he did a simulation of the battle of Trafalgar or something like that using integrals and Euler's method. It demonstrated his comprehension of the math, and a bit of history at that. It just seemed like a good idea, a project or something instead of a test, which in my mind is mostly meaningless because although people are supposed to, I certainly don't remember everything from the beginning of the year. At least change it such that instead of one giant final, it's two or four split up over the year. Like a quarterly final or two finals, one for the first half of the year, one for the second. At least then I don't have to worry about filing the tremendous piles of CRAP I have laying around of which I didn't even use... I have tests and such I have filed away, but guess what... not a bit of them was on the final. It's really entirely beyond me. Maybe I'll grow up, do some normal work, make lots of money, and go off and make a school with a new set of ideals.Oh wait... that's exactly what my dad did. Of course, his school turned out... a bit odd. The school seemed to have started out with the right ideas and some nice visions of what a school should be like, of course, it seems to me that the people running it had slightly different view, of which many I don't like.

Well... enough random bashing of things. I've got to go to Traxit today because apparently I'm going to be wiring the new office space Traxit has for inasphere.com I really don't like that name, but hey, I'm not working for them, so it's not my business. I would think they would have tried inabox.com, of course, that's all owned by somebody else... most notably register.com apparently bought the inabox company. Either way, inasphere sounds too much like innersphere when spoken. Maybe somebody else working there can explain the logic behind this choice of name. I was told that it was so that they could have things like http://tech.inasphere.com which makes sense I guess... I don't know what I'm talking about. I need to stop rambling and do something productive, and I think I'm leaving in a few minutes, so... I'm off.

Wednesday, June 14, 2000

It may not be called the "Golden Rule" that's merely what I remember it as. People like Ted and Tyo shouldn't have the privelege of speaking/typing/communicating with the world.
ARGH! Trying to get this accursed mailbank crap to make the mail form work is IMPOSSIBLE!
I'm really out of things to say. I'm sitting here listening to some weird techno/dance stuff music trying to figure out what I should know for my Spanish III final tomorrow (the last spanish related activity I hope to do in high school! I'm just not a fan of the language courses.). There's a lot of people out there who care a lot more about school. I'm a big fan of learning things I want to learn, and I can even make myself pay attention to things I think I'll need even if I don't like them, but I just can't seem to pay attention to the stuff I don't even remotely care about. Other people will pay attention, take good notes, etc. What's a bit interesting though, is that in spite of the amount of effort some people put into their classes, in some cases, I still do better than they do on tests and such. Regardless of whatever people have to say about intelligence, and how if people just work hard enough they can improve it, at times I really question that. I did end up doing a project last year on whether intelligence is an inherited trait, and there's a lot of things that suggest it is. For those who care to read more, I reccomend "The Bell Curve" by Richard J. Herrnstein and Charles Murray. It's really quite interesting, and I think I might go out and buy a few other books on the subject and read them over the summer. Anyhow, as I was saying, the... I guess I'll call it the "American Ideal" that people can just work hard and accomplish anything is flawed. At least it is now, because as far as I can tell, it seems there is still limitation through what you start off with. Maybe I'm just talking crazy talk, but it is an interesting concept, no?

Well, I've found out a bit about what I need to know about the Spanish final. I know everying except the prepositions I'm supposed to know. Apparently we learned some prepositions this year, but I am at a total loss as to which ones and when. Anyhow, time to go find some other people online and mooch it off them.

And one more thing. Most everybody has at one point heard of the "Golden Rule" in some form or another, and it's basically, "Do unto others what you want done to you." So, why is that so many people completely ignore it, regardless of circumstance. Those people really bug me. Well, now I really must be off... so... goodbye for now.

I guess I wasn't out of things to say.

Tuesday, June 13, 2000

As predicted, I've decided that Tyo won't be able to post to my site. It's in direct contradiction of the purpose and "vision" of my site.
Ohh... how I wish I had my mp3 collection back. I truly miss it.
Some people are so gullible.

Well... I should be studying for the English final...

Oh, as a note, Tyo is one of the most sick and deranged people I know. What horrible forces of evolution create a mind so warped?

Netscape sucks. So does Anthony's spacebar. And his soundcard. ARGH! Anyhow, Tyo's a moron, and somebody needs to explain to me everything I wasn't listening to in my assorted classes.
Although I'm almost guaranteed to regret this and immediately undo it... I've offered posting privelege to this to Alex Tyo. We'll see if he makes it past the first few days...
Wow. Something must be going on inside this brain of mine. For some reason, even with the volume extra loud in order to ensure that I woke up, my alarm didn't wake me. This is very disturbing. I woke up at 7:00 AM to the banging of my dad on my door or something like that. It's a really good thing that I didn't have a final in the first half of today, otherwise I would have been f***ed. Well... back to packing up so I'm not late for my second final of today.

On another note, I seem to have become very bitter and cynical... yet I don't feel embittered and cynical. I should probably watch what I say for a while. Enough babbling. I'm off.

Monday, June 12, 2000

You know what boggles me? People. People studying for finals are some of the most illogical seeming people I know. There's appears to be this widespread misconception that studying into the wee hours of the morning and ignoring sleep won't have a detrimental effect on the finals scores. For mostpeople, 8 hours of sleep a night is reasonable. Of course, it seems that there are people who stay up late enough such that they only get 5 or less hours of sleep under the assumption that by studying extra, they will do better on their test. I find from experience that after about an hour less than usual of sleep, an hour of sleep is more valuable than an hour of studying.

Well, on a completely unrelated note: This just in!

"sakas9884 (9:27:48 PM): i want alex but he wants anthony so i am resorting to nathan"

My Goodness! The Scandal! (As a Note - the Nathan being referred to is Nathan Malone)

Good grikey. What a waste of time that all was. I wonder if I should have my links go into a new window, or if they should open in the same window, and in doing so purge all the frames in that window... Feedback please.
Well, I'm now officially bored out of my mind. I can't do anything entertaining, because if I do, I'll have this nagging feeling I should be studying. I do now! Ack! Oh, and to whomever was f***ing around with my guestbook, stop spamming.
Well, the potential new format is up. The colors are mostly random, if you have a suggestion for a better color scheme or layout or generalized suggestions in the format of this Blog, click the feedback link at the end of this entry and send it over.

I should stop screwing around with blogger and get back to studying.

Sunday, June 11, 2000

Once upon a time, when I was studying for finals, I became overwhelmingly bored of typing notes for Chemistry, and decided to Blog.

That's pretty dumb. I've been online for way too long. 4 hours typing notes is too much for even me. I'm going to go do some laundry, and... probably play a game for about 30 minutes or something to get my mind of chem for a bit.

Wow. Not only do these guys have a cool domain name, but they have some really cool backgrounds too. Check out DigitalBlasphemy.com
I need to set up the archives. Oh man this site needs to be revamped.
TyoA (2:51:13 PM): I made up facts
TyoA (2:51:20 PM): but I am pretty sure I am right
rlstadler4 (2:51:24 PM): No you're not.
rlstadler4 (2:51:28 PM): You are full of s**t.
TyoA (2:51:30 PM): I think I am
TyoA (2:51:46 PM): But it is Highly believeable s**t
Below is a paraphrased and edited version of a conversation I had, with regards to the English Final I'm going to have to take.

rlstadler4 (2:05:38 PM): Which archetypes did we go over in english?
Helpfulrefrenceperson(2:10:02 PM): temptress. outcast, noble savage, hero
Helpfulrefrenceperson (2:10:53 PM): then she mentioned stuff like fall from innocence, journey and quest, search for the father, death and rebirth, wise fool, devil figure, and scapegoat
rlstadler4 (2:11:04 PM): Holy crap.
rlstadler4 (2:11:22 PM): I'm f***ed.

How true it is. I'm dead. I'm going to do so miserably... Maybe if we went over all of that stuff... I for one don't remember that stuff.

Uggghh... it's late. I should be asleep. I wish I didn't have to leave early from the Harvard reunion thing. Umm... yeah. I think I have a cold. I wanted to do something in particular online before I went to bed... but I can't seem to remember what. Damn. Ugggh... I'm going to update the template and catch some sleep.