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Name: Adam
Birthday: 3/6/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: People. Travel. Books. Some movies. Little radio. Driving. Running.
Expertise: German. Figuring people out.
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  n3688ap
Member Since:
8/2/2005
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I'm a little concerned about the ignition reaction. Don't get me wrong - it still worked perfectly, and we produced a buttload of molten Fe. And we shattered not one but both crucibles - talk about exothermic, right? It just wasn't the most spectacular fireworks display possible, which leads me to ponder - would glycerine ignition produce a more dazzling lightshow? Granted, the Flinn Scientific Thermit Ignitor (read: 4th of July sparkler) is sparkly, but... I know I could be getting more bang. I can't be outdone by the sodium/water reaction. I mean, c'mon, that's child's play. Any idiot can cut a piece of Na and chuck it in a beaker of water. Where's the heart? Where's the understanding of thermodynamics? Of the intricacies of enthalpy, entropy, and spontanaeity? Whither Gibbs?
I want to make the eighth graders cry when they see our demo. Maybe even fleck them with some iron. Who knows?
Thoughts?
EDIT: I should probably explain - I'm not trying to 'outscience' the eighth graders. For our final for AP Chem, we have to do a series of demos and explanations for the eighth graders. So, we sort of compete amongst ourselves for the best demo in the class - a little harmless fun. (Until Becky steals and destroys your beaker with her cute little Na reaction... HO!)
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| So... this week was a crapshoot. Except for AP Calc on Wednesday, which I'm pretty sure that I annihilated. I seem to be one of the few that got Rocket 'A' to be going faster, but.. oh well. It feels good to be right.
I am also completely complacent with my absence from prom last evening. I had a decent evening with Miss Hendrickson, though, frankly, I'm still confused about that entire situation. Was I on a double date last nite? If so, what does that imply for my situation? Am I neurotic? Yes to at least one of the above.
Aside from my quasi-date yesterday evening, there are numerous other positives about skipping prom: I got a full nite of sleep; saw Mission: Impossible III; saw Lamont at Applebee's; and, most happily, I'm still partaking in much of the post-prom euphoria of brunches, luncheons, and lunches this afternoon, and perhaps barbeques this evening. Sah-weet.
Oh, and guys...
 -ene.
CHEM ON WEDNESDAY!!!! | | |
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Ten billiondy points to whomsoever properly identifies all three. | | |
| I've come to the conclusion that Shakira is the only perfect woman in my life. Observe:
-She has never turned me down to prom.
-She has never not returned my phone calls.
-She has never taken advantage of me.
-She has never led me on.
-She doesn't talk excessively about things that offend me.
-She is multilingual.
-She always puts me in a good mood.
-She doesn't harp on me about mundane things.
-She never mooches AP Chem review questions from me.
-She has never called me to ask about integrating logarithmic functions.
-She has never been a college admissions officer.
-She has never been a college financial aid officer.
-She has never taught AP English 12.
-She has never taught AP Psych.
-She can DANCE.
I challenge you to prove me wrong.
RACHEL: CONGRATULATIONS, YOU ARE UNIMAGINABLY AMAZING. PITT WILL BE UNBELIEVABLY FORTUNATE TO HAVE SUCH A BRIGHT STAR TWINKLE IN OAKLAND.
Thursday 20 April, 2006, 07.34: Uncompromising bliss. Until then... I pity the poor schmuck that crosses me in the slightest of manners.
P.S.: Ben Walker and I are among the sweetest men alive.
Habanero723: But jessica is.
Habanero723: And I'm not talking about your canine.
n3688ap: ohhh.. | | |
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