School Spirit

At my school, school spirit is a joke. A large portion of the school does not care about it and I don't either. This Friday I presume we are supposed to wear our class colors, seniors being navy blue. We might get things called points, which go toward a class point total. Now I know this all sounds very exciting so far but there's more! At the end of the year, the winner of class points thing wins...nothing! Actually, it's more truthful to say that I don't know what they win, but I assume it's something like pride, which amounts to nothing.

This school spirit thing is really dumb. We wear the same color shirts to school and suddenly we are supposed to bond as a class and feel all united? Maybe if each class had some secret handshake and the senior class's handshake was to throw some freshman into a garbage can more people would have school spirit. Maybe if the losers had to line up in the football field while the winning class got to launch watermelons at them more people would care. But nope! We just wear shirts and some other stuff that I don't care enough about to remember. How cool!

Furthermore, who really cares about school spirit? Since there isn't any really big event tied in with "school spirit" at our school, there is no motivation for me to get into the whole concept of being associated with a bunch of losers. Seriously, our senior class kind of sucks. I know that in any large group of people there are always bound to be losers but does there have to be so many?

But back on topic. Wear navy blue on Friday!

Basketball Bullets

Just some thoughts on basketball after I played today.

• Every time someone small, short, and weak like me (so basically just me) tries to guard Jeffrey Poon, he immediately sees the mismatch. And then he lowers his shoulder and tries to cheat and force his way to the basket. Luckily we had refs so Jeffrey can't do that. Cheater.
• I am like Kobe Bryant. I am awesome.
• I can't dribble.
• I can't shoot.
• I'm more like Patrick Chu, who sucks.
• Justin is like a train. He moves back, and then charges forward. Anything in his way will be smashed. And he's not bad at rebounding either.
  
• Spencer is the luckiest player ever.
• Spencer has the ugliest shot ever.
• Spencer is also ugly.
• Arthur is Lebron James.
• Just kidding, Arthur has a hard time dribbling left.
  
• Then again, no one can really dribble anyways.
• Spencer can only dribble to the right for two bounces, then has to turn around to his left hand again. And then he can go back to the right for 2 more bounces, and so on.
  
• Jeffrey Poon keeps telling his teammates to hit people when he's losing.
• Jeffrey Ho is a silent assassin.
• Andy keeps blocking me with stupid screens.

Some photographs... all courtesy of Henry Ho the Great.

The Perfect Shot

Jeffrey Poon Dominating Justin

Justin Being Cool...and growing a 3rd hand out his head.

Andy staring in amazement at my skills.

My Movie Watching

Watching movies is a very sad affair for me. I have a few different options when it comes to seeing a movie.

1. I can download the movie when it is released in theaters. All action scenes consist of blurry figures moving around in a blurry fashion. When the battle takes place at night with ninjas fighting black bears, it gets even blurrier. If it is a chick flick, there is not much moving so it is an okay experience. But why would I want to watch a chick flick? I also hear a lot of coughing and sneezing and laughing because it is recorded by a camcorder.

2. I can wait several months, and then download the dvd rip of the movie. The quality of both video and sound is excellent, but there is no one to talk to about the movie anymore because everyone has seen it months ago.

3. I can go to the movie theater. But I always get bullied when I go out to the real world so I like to stay in my room.

4. I can rent/borrow the movie when it comes out on DVD. But I don't.

5. I can just not watch the movie. Just like how I've never seen Titanic. And how I haven't seen 300. And how I'm not going to watch Spiderman 3 until it comes out on DVD.

AP Testing

I have a problem with my upcoming AP tests. Mainly, I'm not studying, as evidenced by this post. Since the NBA playoffs are going on right now, I thought I would relate my troubles to an NBA team. For my beautiful analogy, I chose to equate myself with the Miami Heat, and mainly Shaquille O'Neal.

So after my past success with AP tests, I have settled into a passive mode for the AP tests this year. It's similar to how the Miami Heat won the NBA championship last year, and got lazy this year. They didn't really try during the regular season.

Haha, you are an AP test, and I will squash you.

That's how I felt at the beginning of the school year. I aced my other weak AP tests, and I'm going to squash the two I'm taking this year too. Physics? No problem. Econ? No problem. I am king!

Study? I don't need to study.

Once the test actually started coming up, I still refused to study. I usually start studying a month before the AP test. This year, I started studying with about 10 days before the AP test. I mean, come on, I don't need to study! I'm awesome. I can take AP tests with my eyes closed and ace them. Now, with about 3 days before my first AP test, I sense trouble. In other words, I'm screwed.

The AP test is the guy in white, and I am the guy in red.

That's what's going to happen to me on Monday when I take Physics. And Thursday too. It's gonna hurt.

That's your AP score, PUNK!

I'm going to get owned.

Decision Making

I am proud of certain skills and abilities that I have that set me apart from the rest of you clowns. I have the rare skill of being able to make smart decisions on the fly. I know that a lot of you can make good decisions, but it usually takes time. In my case, calculations in my head are instant. Ka-ching! Here's an example of my brain at work.

Here's the situation. It's after 5th period, and it's 1:40. I have two options. Wait until 2:30 for a ride home, or start walking home. It takes me 18 minutes to walk home. If I walk home, I get to get started in my daily routine of slacking off and procrastination about 30 minutes earlier. However, it is very hot. If I choose to wait, I will have to somehow burn 50 minutes waiting. I also have no friends so waiting for 50 minutes is a very long and boring task. I calculated the opportunity costs and graphed the aggregate demand and supply graphs, and found the multiplier effect and crowding out balances. Then I chose to walk home with my good buddy Alex Fu.

As expected, it took 20 minutes. I walk up my steps, a tired blob. I look forward to getting into my house and sipping on some cool milk. And then my fast moving brain hits a wall. I forgot my keys in the house.

So I end up sitting in my backyard for 30 minutes thinking about how great my decision making skills are. I'm awesome.