Chocolate Rain

Dear Followers,

Chocolate Rain may be the best song I have heard in a while. Now I have a new codeword to replace Operation Rolling Thunder as well (you know what I mean). Well, this post, as with many, are well overdue.

Happy Birthday Jeff Zhang. Now that you are 12 you are one year closer to being able to drive yourself home instead of relying on Samantha to control the wheel (literally, and metaphorically). Here is a kawaii picture of you two lovers. Sex sells.

Samantha: OH S@#$

Here is some candid Lo as a counterbalance.

Well anyways, you know the drill. JZ's birthday was in April or whatever. Words cannot describe how much I love JZ. I penetrate him on a daily basis. Good luck on the AP Macroeconomics final JZ.

Operation Rolling Thunder,
Noel

Then Why The F#$% Are Your Pants Off?

Dear Followers,

The art of procrastination is profound indeed. With AP exams out of the way, my levels of procrastination have reached sky highs. The long nights of last week when I was writing furiously to meet deadlines and pump and dump as much information as possible contrast sharply with the equally long nights of this week playing SC afterschool and catching up on my Spring 2011 schedule.

Procrastination, like many things, takes many forms. I have one basic rationale behind my procrastination: I can do something later more efficiently. Ishmam was here (yes, Ishmam received behind-the-scenes access). I personally believe that everybody has a cycle of “optimization.” The brain can only focus and work with full capacity for so long before one loses efficiency. But of course, this rationale is nothing but baloney.

This rationale is pleasing for me because of my fundamental problem concerning procrastination: I can never begin my homework. Once I begin, completing my homework is not a problem. However, beginning is the hardest part. Many of you probably face the same problem or some variation of what I face. Here are some of my common delay techniques.

“Let Me Find A Save Point”

This became a problem when I got my hands on Pokemon Gold Version. JRPG’s seem to always eat up my weekends. I remember during el verano pasado when I played FFXIII for 16 hours. I actually peed in a water bottle (I was feeling like Leonardo DeCaprio in “Aviator,” ok). JRPG’s are especially dangerous because of the toll they exert on my body. After a decent session, my eyes are bloodshot (even more than normal) and I can barely move. You may believe I am exaggerating. I’m not.

Over the past year, my JRPG’s have been replaced with SC however. While I am able to restrict my play time with SC because I only play LAN multiplayer (I haven’t played a single BNET game by myself), I find ways to waste time anyways. For example, in AP Macroeconomics today, instead of taking my study hall to complete my Differential Equations homework which was due two days ago, I decided to LAN with JZ. My TvT victory was completely worth the effort nonetheless.

“The Facebook Delay”

Oh how deadly you are Facebook. Facebook has a magical ability to speed up time. What I plan to be 5 minutes of checking my notifications and saying hello to a few friends usually develops into 1 hour of looking up Google images and spamming my friend’s walls with the craziest images I can find. My newest find is a page from “Air Gear” (find URL).

While I am no longer involved in the Farmville craze of 2010, my newest productive activity on Facebook is the dynamic “Poke” system. From my simple “Poke” skirmishes with Miles Death, my army and I have moved into full-on wars with General Ahmed and Colonel Meyer. Right now I Colonel Meyer has me under siege.

Facebook can be particularly destructive when I decide to ask a friend for some homework help. Now the problem shifts from beginning my homework to continuing my homework. What seems like a productive interchange for 2 minutes quickly shifts into a collection of “lolz.” Don’t get me wrong, I love my “lolz” as much as any of the Facebook professionals (Vikhil), but I can’t help but notice my procrastination.

“Just One More Episode"

This technique seems to always eat up my weekends. What I plan as a 30 minute break eventually turns into a marathon. Case and point is Spring Break. Instead of studying for my AP exams, I decided to watch every single episode of “Kimi ni Todoke.” Nothing makes you feel like a hikikomori like covering yourself in a blanket for 6 hours inside a dark room with nothing but the television light to illuminate stacks of Pocky and Gatorade on the floor.

Recently I have been sucked in by “Hayate no Gotoku,” one of the craziest shows on the planet. The plot centers around a young male who through a fantastic chain of events becomes a combat butler for a young female. While “Hayate no Gotoku” may only be funny for people who understand the millions of Japanese references jam-packed into each episode, nobody can deny the powers of Mask-The-Money-San.

There you go. My homework will not be completed tonight. God Final Fantasy is beautiful.

(THEME: AIR GEAR)

Keep Your Panties On Sweetheart,
Noel

A Day Dreaming

Dear Followers,

After a two week blogging moratorium for AP testing, I am back and ready to blog. These past two weeks have been monumental. From cashing in my Culver's coupons and acquiring a pink "Sprinkles Rock" shirt to being exposed to the master GIF (published 5/16 by JZ), never before have I experienced so much without expounding on my thoughts. This lack of investigating my thoughts is probably to blame for my high levels of "chep" recently, a convenient way for anyone to release negative energy (DELISHMAM).

I guess I should go backwards so I can rant about whatever is on my mind right now. Screw that, I am going to jump around all over the place. Firstly, Medina McDonald's has some of the friendliest staff in the world. Not only was I able to consume two cheeseburgers with a meager 2 dollars, but, with Oliver's quick hands during a Y.E.S. carnival, I was able to exchange a piece of wood for a sundae. A McDonald's sundae punks. Sweet vanilla layers (DELISHMAM) fresh from a soft serve rectum covered in steamy, hot fudge and sprinkled generously with nuts. Oh, and I am a fail bowler.

You know what makes me mad? When Jack Garvey goes and orders tennis sweatshirts for everybody by emailing the order forms to our parents. I would have had to break into his house and jack somebody else's sweatshirt if he didn't put in a second order.

In anime news, I only got around to watching "Ano Hana" and "Gosick" over these past few weeks. Nothing much to comment on here, except Yukiatsu's cosplay was well done. I should buy a one-piece with a blue ribbon as well.

On Monday, while in the sanctuary of my bathroom, I came across "Air Gear" on my iPhone and began reading the manga. High levels of fanservice, overused character expressions, and a dry romance keep me coming back for more. No but really, this manga is over the top in more ways than one. I am just a sucker for teamwork in manga,. When I see a bunch of underdogs kick some professional ass in a cheesy manner, I want to yell out "F@#$ YEAH SEAKING!" My only problem with "Air Gear" as a manga are the limitations of the medium. "Air Gear" is so dependent on movement to sell each scene. Paper only seems to keep the action in a cage. Too bad the anime is a poor rendition of the manga, fully exploiting the reality that sex sells.

Oh yeah, Prom was this weekend as well. But I will save my analysis of Prom for another date. Looks like I wasn't very ready to blog after all. "Hayate no Gotoku!" calls.

Forest Walker,
Noel

Like A Cave, Or A Cavity...

Dear Followers,

Here we go, the final AP Macroeconomics notes update. Good luck to everybody taking the test on Thursday. For all of you self-studying (Cozy, Catherine, Sophie, Ivan) I am crossing my fingers for you, even though only one of you really needs luck at this point (my lips are sealed). In this section we cover some basic monetary policy and international trade. In class we have been using this analysis from day one. The only section which really threw me off was tariffs and import quotas (I will be asking Xun shortly).

For all interested parties, a quick paragraph on life. On Friday, I learned Evan was going to quit policy debate. I am sad. On Saturday, I scored the last royal-blue and white tuxedo (completely a shop owner decision) and my Nyan Cat shirt came in the mail. Double bubble baby, double bubble. Oh, and Oliver kicked our asses in SC (Ishmam, Partha, Naveen). Hats off to you Partha, your play has greatly improved. If Partha asks "Community" is an anime.

Or An Apple Pie,
Noel

Gold! Gold I Say!

Dear Followers,

Mr. Poeschl is 100% boss. All of the sections we have covered in class have been uploaded to the "Notes" section if any of you were wondering (Cozy). I won't be posting for another week or so with AP testing. Good luck everybody with ravaging your AP exams!

Morton,
Noel