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[theladyrose]

All worship the inherent goodness of The Lion in Winter.

That is, if you're not busy worshipping something else already, like God, nature, lemons, or Tom Felton and if you actually think that a classic epic movie is worth treating in a religious manner.

So Kerstin was really, really, really lovely and let me borrow her copy of the screen play of The Lion in Winter. Eeep!!!!!!!!!! I think that's probably my new favorite made-up-word-not-really-used-in-conversation-except-by-me. I LOVE that movie. I am acting like an obsessed fan again, and Mom claims that only people with IQ's over 200 can actually understand that. I don't think that's true, as I tried taking an online IQ test and I got 165. But I'm straying away from the point. I think I had one at least.

A good portion of the sophomore class today looked...well, as if they had been run over by those really heavy moving trucks that are for those people who have those gigantic monster homes that they fill with tons of stuff even if there are only three people in the family. I didn't think that the math quiz (well, technically a test I suppose, since we're given the whole period to work on it) was that bad. I thought most of it was suspiciously easy, and afterwards when I checked my answers with Sophie she got the same things, and Sophie is really good at math. Whee! Logarithms are my friends. But most people in my class looked really dead, which worries me. Becca-chan looked like she was about to have a nervous breakdown after class. Aiii. Some parts were kind of tricky but I think I did ok. And I thought that I did really badly on the French quiz since I had hardly any time to study but now I don't think so, which is nice. And I got my chem test back, and I did really well though I can't believe that I forgot that nitrogen was diatomic. Gaaah.

So now I'm feeling mildly hyper and have just to finish studying some stupid vocab words and to do some stupid French homework on the Crusades. My accent is really terrible today, and I like to blame that on general sleep deprivation. Hee hee.

Feeling rather meme-sheep-ish at the moment. Online quizzes are extraordinarily addictive.


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[horosha.livejournal.com]

Logorithms always went in one ear and out the other, much the majority of my sophomore year. I remember that I understood them just enough to ace the test. After that, I haven't touched the things in years. They're like the relatives who you hate visiting but your parents drag you to their house at least once in your life time because "it's good for you." The only thing that's really stuck has been that horrible LogC+LogA+LogB+LogI+logN joke that my math teacher that was hilarious.

[theladyrose.livejournal.com]

Haha. After awhile I stopped seeing the usefulness of most mathematics. It seems that all you really need to know is basic arithmetic, and apply some logic every so often.