Only 11 more days...

...until spring break!!

Not like I'm counting or anything.

I even figured everything out mathematically, given that my assumptions are correct. ;)

school = fun - (boring + homework)

spring break = opposite of school

SO...

1 / (fun - (boring + homework)) = spring break

Which can be rewritten as:

spring break = (fun + (fun - no homework))

"no homework" is equal to zero.

Therefore, spring break will be fun! Except for this:

spring break = April

April = IB Math Studies test

IB Math Studies test = hours of studying

But...

(hours of studying / Mr. Huynh) = (Mr. Huynh / hours of studying)

So I guess everything just evens out.

Endless love...

Likes to live life unpredictably
Has never-ending devotion
Outnumbers the grains of sand on the beach...

All hail pi.

Here are a few of the digits for good measure.

3.141592653589793238462643383279502884197169399375105820974944592307816406286 208998628034825342117067982148086513282306647093844609550582231725359408128481 117450284102701938521105559644622948954930381964428810975665933446128475648233 786783165271201909145648566923460348610454326648213393607260249141273724587006 606315588174881520920962829254091715364367892590360011330530548820466521384146 951941511609433057270365759591953092186117381932611793105118548074462379962749 567351885752724891227938183011949129833673362440656643086021394946395224737190 702179860943702770539217176293176752384674818467669405132000568127145263560827 785771342757789609173637178721468440901224953430146549585371050792279689258923 542019956112129021960864034418159813629774771309960518707211349999998372978049 951059731732816096318595024459455346908302642522308253344685035261931188171010

And if you didn't get it YET, today is 3.14.2007 and the time is 1:59. Meep!

Win!ter formal...

...was fun! Despite the NASTY dancing and the NASTY people doing all of that...suggestive... bleh. It's so upsetting it makes me inarticulate.

However, I did not partake in the said NASTY activities, but rather danced with my friends. Hmph. And I ate cheesecake.

What more can one say about a dance? Maybe an interviewer might help.

(By the way... I found that picture on yahoo. I was totally dressed like that. Stylin.)

Interested Person: Did you dance? An anonymous source informed us that you did not "dance" at "dances" until the very end of eighth grade.

Me: Embarassment... but yes, I did dance.

Interested Person: With whom?

Me: With every boy in the room. Just kidding! Hahahaha.... he... anyways. I danced with my friends, because they're more fun, and it's much more comfortable.

Interested Person: Did anything odd happen?

Me: Well, I kept feeling slightly claustrophobic due to the density of the crowd.

Interested Person: Hm. This conversation is boring me.

Me: Psh. Thanks a lot.

Interested Person: Let's get into juicier stuff. Hmm... We know! Did you witness any dramatic displays?

Me:Nope.

Interested Person: Didn't anything exciting happen?!
Me: My shoes were gorgeous.

No-longer-interested Person: Ookay, well then, we're never talking again...

Me: It's not my fault that I don't get into dramatic arguments, or have star-crossed romantic flings! Gosh.

Really-uninterested-person: Hey, is that a popular, stupid, dog-carrying celebrity over there? I could make a fortune off of paparazzi pictures! Mwahaha!

Me: *shakes head* Whatever.