Love is God and God is love.

The (grand)Motherland：Day 1-2/3?

Oh the sweet, heavy fumes of Chinese dust. Delicious.

It has been a very long day(s). The airlines are becoming very sly with their services. I know I missed a meal (if you can call them that…) somewhere, but I can’t figure out which one. Also the only decent food airplanes fix is meat, so the past 30 hoursish have been filled with mostly beef, fish, and funny chicken. And bad sleep. But that’s expected.

Today I woke up around 3 am because timezone changes suck. I was eventually compelled to pray for over the apartment and my grandparents, so I did. Partly because what else would I do in the dark, on the top bunk, in an apartment where flushing the toilet would awaken 7 people in four different rooms?  And like. I started crying a small waterfall (I cry??? What…). Mostly of happiness. I have never known anyone closer to God/Heaven than my grandma, and to know that she’ll be free from earth’s chains and joined with her dreams eternally is asdfkjakl. Aka I’m excited for her death but eternal life! And that I will see her again.

I don’t think its proper to think about such a thing. I should wish her a blessed life on Earth as well. But I know she already has one. She lived the best one that I know, and she taught me to make the best of God’s gifts. #respect

It is over.

Today was the first day my mom checked my grades. We celebrated together.

Bio. I give no cares. I will never touch that subject again in my life. 

And physics… two more years. Let’s go…

Now all I have to do is summer homework for everything next year! So excited!!!!…

And now I am off to China, where my goal is to run many miles in its smelly streets, which is actually a bad idea. Goodbye, good friends.

Priorities!

What is this. I can’t stay awake. Tuesday, fell asleep for 2 hours while studying Physics. Wednesday, fell sleep 1 hour studying gov. Thursday, still fell asleep 2 hours while I still have to study for my most borderline classes. What’s wrong with me? I’ve never felt so fatigued while studying before. “Au contraire…” (ap french vocab.. in context.. yeah.. no) I used to be invigorated to stay up past midnight! and now I can’t make it past 11. 

Dead.

Dead.

I dont think there’s a single muscle I can move comfortably… but that’s okay because all I’m doing with my time is wiling on the Internet with a couple comics within arm’s reach.

MBC needs a fan. Practice for the past two days was great but gross. We made shapes out of our sweat stains! But that’s nasty. No one wants to hear that.

Marathon…

…of Legend of Korra! Not there’s enough to actually have a decent marathon. Maybe one for …Scrubs? Community? We’ll see.

Actually I want to run a marathon. Will I kill myself in the process? Anyone want to train/schedule with me? No? Didn’t think so… okay. Yeah so I probably won’t formally run one this summer (but I will before I go to college. I must.), but my goal is to run it by myself, refueling every 5 miles. Am I being ridiculous? Is 12 weeks even enough to train for it? I’m already halfway through most training programs, and that’s only because I don’t have time to do more. Soo. Game on. You are all invited to my funeral if I die of heat stroke.

Towels are for sweat!

5 miles later…. am now a shade darker. Yes. I should run every day.

I’m actually doing my homework before 10!!! Proud.

An excerpt from AP Gov free response question 3: 

“Since you are grading an AP Government exam, I assume that you are not as inclined toward the art of mathematics. However, it is my belief that everyone should have the opportunity to be exposed to the beauty of numbers. For this reason, I have provided a comprehensive proof of the law of sines.”

From here I proceeded to label and diagram and algebraically derive the law of sines, although I didn’t have enough time (or wit) to prove that a/sin(a) = 2R. It is to my regret.

And my conclusion: 

“The grading is over! Thank you very much for investing your efforts in making my future better. I am sure that if you have students, they are just as appreciative of your energies. If you are still reading this, I am happy that this exam has fallen into the right hands. I would like to leave you with one last thought, said eloquently by Apostle Paul in Romans 8:38-39.
“I think that nor angels nor rulers, nor heights nor depth, nor anything else in this world, can separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus the Lord.”
That was paraphrased, because I only have 3 minutes left and I don’t remember it. It was wonderful writing to you. Adieu.”

Maybe too proud of this? YOLO.

Day 7: Secrets.

Have you told anyone your deepest secret? If so, what was their reaction?

Isn’t bad to have one, fundamental secret about yourself? What if one day, you accidentally let it slip and then some douche decides to exploit it? Screwed!

So… no? I wish made state for badminton, but obviously, I’m a sloth, and this is Ellen and Tracy’s year. YES ELLEN AND TRACY. YES. YES. YES.

That’s my secret. You decide the reaction.

Frickin’ physics. Frickin’ frickin’ physics.