I realize my last entry probably freaked people out, even though I found it interesting. I find I'm okay with that. However, Hillary puts me in list mode overdrive.

( LISTS YEAH YEAH YEAH )

Boyle's Law: PV = kT, where
P = Pressure
V = Volume
k = constant
T = Temperature

The Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?

The Incomplete Answer: "First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they ( Read more... )

( Random Popular Survey When I Should Be Doing My BU Application )

The Five Most Pointed Questions:

1. Is that an avalanche?
2. Is your income under $20,000 (or over $80,000)?
3. Who do you like?
4. The clock by your bedside - is it digital or automated?
5. I want your stove.

Courtesy Odile Kane, Inc.

Given the chance to backstab, I'd like to think I would decline. But, really, I can't say, because I don't have that sort of clout. Given the chance to backstab, I know most people would ( Read more... )

Today was one of those days I spent a long time on AIM talking with people, which is every night of my life actually. But today was different in that it was one of those days I looked back at my convos and said, quite audibly, "What the eff?" Why am I an eff-up? Why am I friends with eff-ups? Sometimes I wonder. Sometimes I wonder why I am a ( Read more... )

So I went to second period today, as I usually do. Only this time Meitz, the wonderful man that he is, pulled out of his Impulse and Momentum notes folder an Hebertian hall pass for her "lovely trio" (comprised of Odile, Katherine, and myself) from October 23 of last year. This is why my life is swell, despite the fact that I bombed that test ( Read more... )

*Gary: This is the second time I've seen you eat ( Read more... )

The image of everyone with their foreheads flat on the table brought back memories of Into the Woods, playdough, and the royal family, for no other reason than it was the first time since the show that I've really witnessed a true piece of modern art. Not just any sort of modern art, but the backstage musical type. I mentally photographed it and ( Read more... )

Here is the poem that describes my life:

l(a

le
af
fa
ll

s)
one
l

iness

Yeah. That was about it.

Here is the poem that describes my life in theatre:

S
E
awkward
X

I'm not sure why, but it works.

Heather: I don't know what you are, but I like you.

An: I should have slapped you and caused a scene.