i started that during english class…

so the archery team went to an archery meet (for scarborough) at albert campbell c.i. on tuesday (yesterday)
i learned that a lot of people in scarborough suck and can’t shoot for beans
it’s pathetic, because they had amazing equipment at that
at any rate, i didn’t do too bad … 113/300 … that’s not too bad
:S
😛
heh, at least i’m the best standard archer at agincourt c.i. (considering there’s only two of us…)
so ofsaa (entire ontario) is on the 23rd
and in the meanwhile i have to convert from standard to olympic
that is going to be a tough transition, but it must be done
and hopefully by next year i can refine my skill to be as good as the other olympics at our school
(they’re all in my grade and are all my friends or acquaintances … so i’m sure they’ll laugh at me while giving me tips)
but i guess the experience at ofsaa is going to be good (i’m intimidated, there’s people, says our coach, who only get 9’s and 10’s … that’s the golden, center ring on the target…!)
so, God-willing, we’ll see how that stuff goes
😀

an incident today in english class really made me wonder…
we’re starting on a new book, brave new world by aldous huxley
i’ve heard of it, and now i’m reading it
at any rate, the teacher told us to start reading, and left the class for a moment
a couple of black girls started putting up objections, “oh i’m not reading this”
i thought it was because they felt it was too complicated for them (which i felt it was, a bit — definitely not like many other books i’ve read)
at any rate, i ask “why not? it’s sort of confusing?”
“no, i haven’t even started reading it yet, it’s just one line, on page nine…”
“… you should see the way a negro ovary responds to pituitary!” (quoth the book)
i say, “the book was written in the 30s, it was a common reference back then. it’s not meant to be offensive”
they kept objecting, and i said “listen, how many times have you heard the word in a rap song in the past thirteen days?” (my own personal count … countless)
the girl responded “oh, don’t get me started”
i’d rather not, so i didn’t
cuz she can really get started
(but then again, i’m not a chia pet)
at any rate, i let it go
the teacher came back in, they pointed it out, she talked about how the word was common in the vernacular back then and stuff
and described how even martin luther king jr. used the word in his most famous speech, and she said the word wasn’t discontinued till the 70s
i wanted to argue that malcolm x was one of the pioneers of discouraging that word, and starting using the words “african-american” and “black” instead
didn’t get that chance (though she did respond to a separate query at the end of the class with a ten minute lecture on the history of england and britain)
at any rate, that seems to have calmed the girls down
but that was a stupid objection
you could see right through it, they just didn’t want to read the book
it’s like blaming the arrow or the bow because your shot’s off
it’s stupid
i’m not being racist, i’m not saying all black people would use petty excuses not to read a book
i’m just saying it’s stupid to use your skin colour as an excuse for your own incompetency

whatever

yeah
ok
so sue me
i haven’t been blogging as much in the past few days
but it’s not like anyone bothers to read the stuff anyway, now do they?
let’s see, this site was rightly assessed as having no blog content
it does, actually, but barely any
it’s an interesting site, nonetheless, if you bother checking the stuff out on the left
but that can’t keep people entertained for too long, as that’s barely updated, either
(except, perhaps, the list of groups/people whose music i listen to — that grows organically …)

well last night, i got home at 7:30 pm from the hospital (where i volunteer — i’m not on a dialysis machine or something)
and immediately slept — i wasted no time — i woke up briefly at 12:30 am but then i went back to sleep, and finally awakened this morning at 5:40 am
ironically, i feel very tired and fatigued … all my shots were off at archery (well almost all … i’m not that bad)
you see, monday i was operating on two hours of sleep
and tuesday i was operating on one hour of sleep
so that’s around 3 hrs out of 48 that i was operating on … and that’s why i slept over 10 hours
oddly enough i didn’t feel so tired on those two days (except when i slept in math and society, respectively)
[i did feel tired at the hospital, though]

i was working on a chemistry presentation, which i think went fairly well — i made it in flash, and i would put it up on the web, but it’s 1.1 mb and has no explanatory notes (as my partner, the guy who created turban man, and i simply gave the data right off the top of our heads, it was a pure improv presentation as far as words were concerned)
it was about the origin of the earth’s atmosphere
and i actually laced it with quotations from the Qur’an
both from verse 30 in surah (chapter) 21, to the effect of how the heavens and the earth were of one unit, then God separated them, and that God created all living things from water
(which corresponds effectively with the big bang theory, 15-20 billion years ago, and the fact that cyanobacteria appeared in the earth’s oceans around 3.5 billion years ago and was the first form of life — according to science, anyway)
[both of these being relatively modern facts, nothing one would expect from a book 1400 years old]

also, i worked on a script for a macbeth presentation we had to do (we were presenting the last two scenes)
so we basically monty pythonized it
to make it ginormously hilarious
lemme give y’all a couple of examples
some witches prophesize to macbeth that he will not face his demise unless he is faced by one NOT born of a woman
so there’s a siege against macbeth’s castle (macbeth is an evil and tyrannous king who usurped the throne unrightfully by murdering the ex-king — so the rightful heir to the throne is coming back with help from the english army to get it back)
and some of the army breaks in
one of soldiers, young siward, challenges macbeth
and in the fight, he is supposed to die — proving he is, indeed, born of a woman

we made it go something like this:
[macbeth stabs young siward, young siward falls]
macbeth: hah! your death proves that you were, indeed, born of a woman!
young siward: actually, i’m not dead …
macbeth: okay … your mortal wounding proves that you were, indeed, born of a woman!
young siward: actually, i think i can pull through … maybe i should go for a walk
macbeth: oh, for the love of — [stabs and kills young siward]

now that was ripped off monty python, more or less
but this was an original, between the hero of the play, macduff, who is actually not born of a woman (in the play he was born prematurely, perhaps born through a caesarian section)

this was our spin:
macbeth: …for only one NOT born of a woman can kill me!
macduff: hah! the joke’s on you macbeth, for i was not born of a woman!
macbeth: what? your mother wasn’t a woman?
macduff: no … she was a cow
macbeth: your mother was a cow?
macduff: well, she looked like one!
macbeth: wait, how many udders did she have?
macduff: twelve…
macbeth: hah! cows don’t have twelve udders!
macduff: well my mother did!

the entire class was laughing, it was a riot
but i don’t think the teacher appreciated it
perhaps it had to do with the fact that before we did the play, i gave a summary of what really happens in the play

and so:
me: … and so the righteous heir of the–
teacher: [interrupts] you mean rightful heir of the throne, righteous carries an entire different meaning
me: –the righteous AND rightful heir of the throne, malcolm, is restored …

apparently, that was “dry” — as most of my classmates thought — and the teacher was a bit peeved at that
and so she didn’t enjoy the rest of the presentation, i guess

at any rate
we had a riot doing it
it was great, it was different from all other plays
and the students all appreciated and loved it
so if our marks are martyred for this cause of non-conformity, then so be it! (to a certain extent, of course, too many marks and it’s back to being like everyone else …)

“dang diggy diggy dang diggy dang dang” (from bring it home by swollen members)
yes, dang diggy diggy you, all of you
yup, this is my largest blog entry in days

harry chapin is amazing

yeah, i gotta go temporarily or i would’ve ranted more…
btw, my new “signature” of departure is:
“take care
peace
salams and chickens”
the phrase “salams and chickens” is copyrighted and trademarked, i’d appreciate it if no one else used it

thank you, biters

i’m dead
i have to hand in my society essay outline tomorrow
but i can’t get started

i’m just staring at my computer screen like a moron

i’m dead

beside that

much thanks to chutney girl, a.k.a., silly ol’ monkey for introducting addictive( feat. rakim)’s “truth hurts”
a great blend of hindi and hip hop
nice

and then finally
i went to archery
and it rocked
though my aim’s terribly off
i’m regaining it pretty well

and i cleaned up my study table

and i also drank mello yello
coca-cola’s new drink

today has been a very fulfilling day so far (wait till it all blows up for one reason or another)

i am catching up on english homework that i never bothered to do.
dang

should’ve done it as it came

i have a chem test, too

dang

then i have to go volunteer at l’h�pitale

dang

i willn’t get any speel tonite

– jump around by house of pain is now my official anthem

– the movie, october sky just aired on city tv — it’s over now — my brother loves that movie off, and it is a great movie
go watch it, very inspiring, very nice, feel-good movie

– i came to get down, i came to get down
so get out o’you seats and jump around
jump around
jump around
jump around
jump up jump up and get down
jump
jump
etc.

okay?

cool

the scarborough reach for the top semi-finals/finals was supposed to be today at pearson
so our team goes there after school
turns out they’d been cancelled and rescheduled for next week
that was a hell of a waste of time
so i got home finally around 6:00… and from 6:30 to 8:00 i slept
:zzzzzzzzzzz:
cuz i only got two hours of sleep this morning cuz i was doing my physics project
so yeah, that’s what happened in my life
…
i think that put everyone else to sleep

ladies and gentlemen
boys and girls of all ages
without further ado
i present to you
the physics project of these fifteen minutes
the one, the only, the beautiful and illustrious…

amadinda

thank you, thank you

much props to my mother and brother for helping out with construction, and my sister for helping out with the theoretical aspects … thank you greatly

it’s crunch time for fisix (is that how you spell it?)