The Finite

What with all the apprehension at school lately, Cassidy found a nice way to break the tension last week.

Yes, he did fill the hallway with smoke. I hope he’ll still be there in January.

It’s a shame that most teachers don’t trust Wikipedia. It’s where I get most of my info, but alas, it does have a bias towards the scienc-y stuff and away from the historical and social for obvious reasons. So I was a little surprised when Cassidy set out to prove to us that Wikipedia was not to be trusted.

He looked up “fat free potato chips olestra” in Google and pointed out to me how credible Wikipedia was.

Okay, first of all, that excerpt is taken out of context. If you look at the actual page, you’ll see that that particular excerpt comes from the footnotes section and links to a pop culture reference on craigslist.

Hah! Score one for the unwashed, wiki-editing masses. Well, actually, I was defending the masses. Okay, the score is still zero for masses then. Hah! Score zero!

Okay. I promised. So…

I don’t like staying up late to finish essays, much less 3000-word novels. I’m spoiled (relative to my peers) on sleep. But I have no choice. You see…

That explains why I stayed up til midnight on Tuesday night and only finished 600 words. Then I slept 8:30 to 11:00 Wednesday night, got up, pounded 1000 words out of myself from 12:00 to 3:00, slept again, and got up for the Thursday physics test. How was it? I really can’t tell you. It was too much of a blur for my memory to log. I can tell you that I realized that I was, after the test, more finished with my essay than I was with the multiple choice section. I worked until 2:30 AM Thursday before finally giving in to sleep, oh, that sultry, evasive bedmate. Unfortunately, at this point, I lacked a conclusion and proofreading for the last half of my essay. I took care of that on my laptop in AP Psych and PE.

2964 words. Like a piece of my soul on a .doc. Then again, no… It’s the parts of my soul that I don’t want. The parts that are still up at 2:00 AM. I had picked a topic Sunday night. Then it went through a couple of iterations.

*Note that on Wednesday night, I learned the correct spelling of “Aeneid”.

So I had to change my thesis a couple of times and I stayed up till the wee hours of 3:00AM. I’m sure my content didn’t suffer very much suffered only a little descended into madness towards the end.

I probably shouldn’t say that. You see, I’m not a great CWLT student for a couple of reasons.

• I don’t take very clear notes.
• I usually sugar crash 3rd period.
• I don’t retain much that I read unless I have a full night’s sleep and all of my blood.

So that’s why I didn’t have much of a “big picture” of thought between ∞ BC and 1700. I did what anybody not in AP European History would do. I showed up in V’s room after school every day this week in order to interrogate him for information and some analysis clarification of the texts.

So… I’m a little bit of a worrier when it comes to that class. I’m also a little worried because someone blew my cover! V found out that I was an avid “blogster” and says he’s seen it a couple of times. He tells me his informant was a student. Okay, fess up. Who’s the narc?