Ah, Grades.

Provided I don't fail my bio final and epically fail my English final, I'm all set! I'm probably going to end up with a lower grade in yoga than I do in calc though; it's sort of sad, but I'm by no means complaining. The funny thing is, Mrs. Dillman curved the calc final so my grade in that class is SERIOUSLY beasting right now, and it was already pretty good before. I feel bad about it, since people are struggling in that class, but at the same time, I just want to laugh at how dumb my calc predicament is...

On an off tangent, I apparently have a textbook or fine due, since I couldn't get my yearbook, and I have NO idea what it is... Ah well... I'll get my yearbook eventually...

218/365 (Cross Sections Project Finished!)

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Yay for Cakeday #16. Which is without cake. But whatever! =P

I got wished happy birthday by CollegeBoard and random college e-mails... xD

Also, thanks to everyone who wished me a happy birthday and to Zach, Ross, and Hsiang for taking the time to stop by and drop off a present. =P Even though it was totally unnecessary, I appreciate the gesture and I got some pretty awesome stuff, so merci beaucoup! =D

217/365 (SAT IIs)

So scores came out today. Did pretty well on Bio M, and FINALLY got the damn 800 on Math IIC. USH sort of sucked though, but not as badly as French did, thank god. But still. Blah. -sighs-

216/365 (Anaphora)

I got bored and wrote some, since we get extra credit in English if we do. Not that I need it, but writing poems is rather fun, and me being bored + possible channeling of boredom into something useful... I actually ended up writing five which, according to Mr. King, all fit the "definition," but these two are the most "obvious" ones I guess. Plus they flow better since they rhyme. =P

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Lacking

Tis truly a shame
If one counts the days
If one takes for granted the things that won't stay
If one substitutes feelings with emotions of reason
If one lives indifferently season through season
If one labors and strives and toils without play
If one takes all things seriously, be as they may
If one goes through life always looking ahead
If one is with work forever wed
If one only accuses and never takes blame
If one fails to realize life is partly a game
If one is a train, schedule always on track
If one never discovers the spontaneity one lacks
If one never roams, never dreams, never sees
The true meaning of life beyond money's disease

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Celebration

Each day with so much ceremony begins
With birds and bells and breakfast within
With chirps and Chimes and coffee creams
With sunlight streaming and daylight dreams
With splashes of water on yawning faces
With beams of sunshine in treetop embraces
With fiery heavens of white-gold skies
With the mysteries of night slowly made wise
With the ground of the earth still damp from the dew
With the raven cloth of night lightening its hue
With honeybee humming over fair, fragrant flower
With clouds up above changing by hour
With such a celebration to paint the skies blue
Tis all who marvel who begin world anew

215/365 (CEO)

The problem with being a CEO of a really successful company is that your sense of money gets really screwed up. Like, no one's going to care about 100k lost if your average profit is like $4 billion. I'm seriously so happy about the $200 I've made so far that I just find that crazy... Of course, you're probably making so much money as a CEO that you can afford the skewed value of money, but it's just really scary to me right now.

The 200 Barrier Has Been Broken =]

214/365 (Being Fake)

Fake people are one thing. I don't think some of them even know how be genuine anymore. But what also irks me is little episodes of fake-ness, like fake writing.

By that, I'm mainly referring to two things. One is the little rambles that sound philosophical, and are engineered to sound philosophical, but really don't mean shit. It's the BS which someone writes in order to make themselves sound thoughtful. Sometimes it's hard to tell from the real thing, in which case, at least it's good BS, but that makes the ones that you can tell right off the bat that much worse. Sometimes it's hard to tell from the writing, but easy to tell from the person on account of their personality. Maybe they're just a fake person, or maybe there's no way in hell they'd have the capability to think philosophically. Which sounds weird, because you'd think everyone would have that ability, but they either don't, or they wouldn't be able to phrase it so that it sounded that way.

The other is basically those people who throw in SAT vocab words all over the place. No one ever says "time alleviates" in common conversation. Or in writing, if you think about it, because it just sounds stupid. It's especially annoying if they can't even use the word right. You don't see through your irises. They're the colored part that controls how much light goes into your eye, but you "see" through your pupils. Irises and pupils are not synonyms. Hell, irises isn't even the common plural form of iris. It's supposed to be irides. Don't use words for the hell of sounding smart, and if you really have to, for the love of God, don't use words you don't know.

Happy Birthday Courtney!!!

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213/365 (Crafts)

Some people find it weird that I really like crafts. I like making things, as can be evidenced by the types of gifts I give my closer friends. They take a while, but they're fun, even with the hot glue burns and the frustration when something doesn't work out.

But people feel like since I'm such a "math-y" person, arts and crafts shouldn't be my thing. In my eyes, I see nothing that fits better. I'm not an abstract artist. I don't take in the beauty of a random blob. I can find meaning in it, but it's not my thing. I'm meticulous in my pillow-making and whatnot. I have an order, and a way to doing things, and even a way to getting a good result by intentionally burning myself with hot glue. It's a methodical process, and if others knew this, they wouldn't feel that it's so weird for me, a "math-y" person, to love it as much as I do.

Congratulations to Jessica, Berkeley grad of 2011!!!
May 21, 2011


Thanks for always being there for me even when you had your own troubles to deal with. I can't believe you're graduating from college already, and heading off into the real world with a job and all! It's weird to say, since I'm younger than you, but it feels like you grew up so fast! =P I just have to say that I'm super proud of you and everything that you've done thus far, and that I hope to do as well as you have throughout life. Keep working hard! You're my role model and I'll always look up to you, forever and always.
I love you! ♥

212/365 (Fundraising To-Do List)

Monday - Poster session during lunch (remember, blue tape!) ["Overall" poster to hang up on table]
Tuesday - Hang up flyers during tutorial (more blue tape!) + Yogurtland fundraiser after school
Friday - Quickly's fundraiser after school

Yogurtland - Contact Mr. Chau, 50 containers (15 cookies 'n cream, 15 strawberry, 10 red velvet, 10 chocolate), find coolers + ice

Quickly's - Call the day before, 40 drinks, cooler + ice

General - Talk to office about announcements, find out how to get news on Cal home page

211/365 (Fundraising is Hard)

Especially when it's combined with projects, SAT IIs, and lots of other crap. But mainly, in the next 3 weeks, I have...

~ 3 fundraisers (Yogurtland + Quickly's) and very likely more to set up
~ 3 projects (calculus cross sections, chemistry report, history research)
~ SAT IIs (chemistry and biology E)
~ 2 pillows to make (Courtney's and a thank-you one for Mr. White)
~ Art and Wind Festival volunteering

210/365 ("Resolving a Conflict")

I guess it's proof that those who work hard and play by the rules persevere in the end... Of course, it's also proof that those who work hard and break the rules also end up at the top. Welcome to life.

209/365 (One Baby Panda, Two Baby Panda...)

Dang, it's been FOREVER since I've done one of these... Ah well. I've been super busy, so here's a picture. =P