The Beginning of the End of the Beginning

Done with finals. Yesterday night actually, but then I went and helped Derek write a paper about college health issues. It wasn't that bad. Now he owes me one. When I need a favor, I'll buy the tacos and slurpees.

I graduate in a year. I'm pretty excited for that. Don't know where I'll be when I do graduate, but at this point, I don't care.

I've already lined up what classes I'm going to take this fall, so here are some plans of what I might try to get done in the next year.

• Take the GRE. I need a rockin' score on this to get into a good grad school. Speaking of which...
• Get into grad school. The more I think about it, the more I think I am going to just transition into grad school when I'm done with my undergrad. Although I don't know what my focus will be...
• Figure out what I'm going to study in grad school. Right now, I think I am headed down the MEMS path. I haven't actually taken the MEMS class, but from what I've read, it sounds way awesome.
• Find a position as a research assistant. I don't actually have to be doing any research. I just want the position in use for a padded resume... when I'm trying to get into grad school.

I think I might go biking. The trails are likely going to be craptacular, but I really want to go anyway.

Show Me Your Moves!

I have come to the realization that blog posts are replacing facebook updates as I catalogue my life. Here is how it goes up to now:

Took two finals today. Thermo and Aircraft. I did well with one, I got routed by the other. Although thermo wasn't exactly my intended course of study, I have come to realize that I am naturally pretty good with it. I got an A- in my first thermo class (last spring) and I will likely get an A- in this one too. Aircraft... I will likely get a B- or so, which isn't bad considering that the teacher was a fool who never taught us anything useful in the class. Everything I learned, I gleaned from arduous hours of homework as I battled to comprehend what the hell was going on.

I finish the semester's battle on Tuesday.

Right now, I am waiting for David to finish his business so that we can go to Walmart. He has to buy some shirts for Disney World and doesn't want to spend a load on DC/name-brand crap. My favorite shirts are the few that I have with no logos/icons/anything on them. I'm no slave to society. Speaking of which...

Oh, the cylon is great. I'm pretty sure that Zeus descended from Mount Olympus, created LeBron James, programmed and compiled Pandora, and promptly went back. I stream Pandora roughly 6 hours a day, which over a month comes to 180 or so hours. Recently, more attention has been paid to rating (thumbs up or thumbs down) the music that it selects for me. Like SkyNet, it is slowly learning who I am and what I approve of. Every time I add a new artist to my current "Radio Station," I have to make sure that it doesn't pollute my ears with garbage, but it has been doing really well lately. There is usually only one or so "Who do you think you are?" moments per hour.

Alright, so we went to Walmart and then to Hillier's. We had another "Finals Olympics" event. Hillier and I purchased some herring filets and sardines. The event was simply to eat them. Everybody who did won a gold medal. I won; Hillier won; Dave gets an honorable mention.

Current medal count

1. Brian: 3 Golds
2. Hillier: 2 Golds, 1 Bronze
3. Isaac: 1 Silver
4. Forbes: 1 Plastic Case with Poo inside

Bombachus

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In Soviet Russia, block knocks you.

It has become somewhat of a ritual to do a blog post when I'm pulling all-nighters. Pofta buna.

Here are the benefits of all-nighters:

• More time than chumps who sleep
• Texting people in the middle of the night
• Lucidity

"Brian, what do you mean by that last one?"

Well, let me explain. Most 'normal' brains apparently start to shut down on a lack of sleep. People begin to lose a comprehension of reality and can't think straight. My (and I believe Dave's) brain works exactly opposite. As time goes on without sleep, it starts tapping the 92% that isn't normally used and things become a lot easier to understand. I can spend a week on a topic and not really understand it *cough* shear flow *cough* but as soon as I'm working on it around 3:00am, it all becomes super easy. For example:

"But Brian, that's wrong..."

Yeah, but but now I know exactly WHERE it went wrong.

Anyway, I've got my two hardest finals on Friday (4-16-10), but I think that if I completely disregard my others until Saturday, I'll be fine.

According to Pandora, today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to me.

Bombachus

• Structurally unsound


• Harward and I once came up with The George Lucas Microsoft Paperclip. He would pop up during the Star Wars movies and explain why he ruined all the things he did. E.g. Greedo shooting first. This reminded me of it.

Cobras in My Veins...

Derek has gone the entire month of March without updating his blog. I'm going to post for him...

Hi, my name is Derek. I'm a wiener because I don't update my blog.

Last month, I just worked a bunch and was sick. There wasn't anything too awesome to report. I went to a few concerts, but didn't think that it was worth talking about. There was this one time I went to see Ace and then called Brian to tell him about it. Brian was getting a Cherry Coke at the time. I explained that I didn't stay for the whole thing. I just went to see Ace and then left.

Last month, I played a lot of Altered Beast. Andrew and I beat it. The bear ability is arguably the worst upgrade in the entire game. The dragon is the best. Also, the unicorns just look gay.

Also, without fail, the first thing I will say to you when you call me is "Just a sec." Without fail, this is what I will always say. If I call you, it will be different, but if you call me, that is what I will say.

I wish I was as cool as Brian. Maybe one day...

Fine Leather Jackets:

• Mars Spirit decides not to phone home... just like ET!!! Get it?
• This seems very characteristic of something I would post on my blog


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Not Angstd