Anecdotes

(as copied from Minoru's Homepage)
(Please note that all names are gender neutral, and any appearance of he without she or she without he is
only a mistake and does not by any means describe the subjects gender.)
(Also note that these names have been changed to protect the privacy of my friends or so-called friends.)

Problem #1 Game Tournament

A suggestion went to the CLUB BOX in the school for a Game Tournament (called 224). The games under the tournament were to be Smash Brothers and Soul Caliber. The problem here is the set up and configuration of project 224.

The first thing to do was find a way to ADVERTISE. So I went to the computer lab with two friends of mine and quickly stole some pictures from the Internet and pasted them to a piece of paper and printed them out on a color printer for the full effect. The next thing to happen - we printed out our little COLOR sign up sheet. Completely useless (the color part), so we hung it up on a locker and waited a week. At the end of that week, something had happened - the sheet had been completely filled up... but some names were vandalized and completely messed up such that more space was taken then really needed. Seeing that drastic action would be needed, we did absolutely nothing. I knew that there had to be a reason for the club, so I took a look at the reason for the club (why the club should be made). It stated that the club will help with school spirit. It apparently was accepted by the faculty. I had heard that a former BOND TOURNAMENT was made last year - it had bombed. I quickly made the assumption, after seeing the sign up list, that this was soon to bomb. Quickly going in to act, I helped my valiant friends do nothing. While doing this hard, times-taking action, the Student Council decided that CLUB 224 was not good enough. Thus, the Problem is solved - The Club has fallen.

PROBLEM: SOLVED

Problem #2 Sammy's Movie

I was having a bit of a conversation with Sammy about how I made a movie in Video Skills class in Japan, but nothing came of it. I also told him or her how I did the whole thing on a budget of 0 dollars (a ZERO BUDGET FILM). Sammy abruptly decided that he or she was going to make a movie. The problem here is what the movie is going to be about and how are we going to go about making it.

The problem started as soon as we were deciding a plot. Three of us came up with three different ideas, and all of us thought our own was the best idea. So we went to look at the budget. Well, no one is willing to sponsor this movie, so I made a plot for a ZERO BUDGET FILM, as in, if we all gave $10 and gave what ever money we could find on the floor, that would be our budget. But instead, Sammy has an idea that he or she will make money off this movie. I thought "whoa, wait a second, if this is a Zero Budget Film, how are we supposed to make money?" Sammy insisted that it is possible (like the Blair Witch Project only had a budget of $2,000). I reminded him or her that we will be lucky to have $200. Yet Sammy claims he has come up with a way to make $1,000,000. I don't really know what he is thinking, but I will assume he knows what he is doing. I was then given the task of cleaning up the script. I STILL don't know what the whole thing is about, so I am lucky to understand the script. I made a couple of mild suggestions when I realized that Eli and Sammy were going to fight about the script for a few months. I have decided to take a step back from the story-plot and try to go for actors and actresses. The actors and actresses wish to get paid for their services (so much for my Zero Budget Idea), but I can't tell them how much they are paid because we still have no money. As of now, I have no hope for the movie, and I am waiting for Sammy to get the $1,000,000 he has promised so I can go out and start auditioning.

2 months have passed since the start of this project. Things aren't looking good. To be more precise, nothing has been accomplished. I talked to Sammy about when he or she will at least be finished with the script. His or her response was "which one?" I almost dropped dead at that point. Knowing that nothing will come of the movie, I quit the production and moved over into the School Play.

PROBLEM: Solved

Problem #3 Medical Condition

On and off for the entire year, I have had a very bad stomach ache. But whenever I would get it, we would wait 3 days before going to the doctor, and in those three days it would go away. Finally we get to the doctor on time, and a problem shows itself - an inflamed appendix.

Apart from all the horror stories I had heard about appendicitis and its pains, I thought I was handling it rather well. Sprawled out on the floor, I made a few phone calls letting some people know that I was going in to surgery later that day. The doctors carted me around for a while and made me drink Barium Sulfate. The scariest part about doing that was I knew what its chemical compound is. For the first time in my life I actually knew exactly what I was drinking (other than water). Later they told us this "Well, we can't tell for sure, even with the x-ray if it is his appendix, but something is definitely inflamed in there". In other words, they had to cut me open before they knew what they were going to do. I hate getting shots. Many people hate getting shots. But nothing compared to having that IV stuck in my arm. Not only was it a 'long term' needle in my arm, but it was also a way to keep me from using my left arm. Very annoying those things. Anyways, they drugged me up, operated on me and were wheeling me back to the room, I said a few things.
(ME) "Is it over?"
(MOTHER) "Yes dear it's done, they got your appendix out."
(ME) "Could I have a medal?"
Things cleared up from there. I spent 2 days in the hospital learning how to sit up with out using my stomach muscles (which, of course, had just been cut). In order to get sympathy from some of my friends, I called them up. One of them told me how he had gotten his tonsils out when he was younger, and they couldn't eat or something like that for a while. Another one of my friends told me that they had gotten surgery for scoliosis (backbone problem). They were in the hospital for a week. Suddenly, I felt that my problem was no longer significant, so I left the hospital. When I got home, EVERYBODY had sent me get well cards. Nothing made me feel better then getting a card that granted my wish
"Your operation's over? you deserve a medal! You calmed your qualms and shook the shakes as well as you were able--, you put you trust in science and you "All" upon the table--, you came, they sewed, you conquered, and much high esteem is due you--, That's why it's such a pleasure to present this honor to you!" (It has a picture of a new-patient holding a medal of bravery)

PROBLEM: Solved

Problem #4 Movement into Florida

My most recent move lead me to Florida. As many people say, Florida is a nice place, but I get to experience it first hand. The first place I get to experience is school.

My opinion of my school couldn't be higher when entering. I had hand picked the school from one other school. The decision took several days. I had enjoyed University school's Video Production and I didn't jump for American Heritage's Sports Program. After the first day the discussion was closed... except I still needed to turn in all my forms. I needed recommendations from two of my teachers in two weeks. After a week, I get only one paper and the other is waiting to come in. Finally I get the paper in just in time for the to turn around and have a discussion on whether or not I am fit to join the school. Another week goes by (meanwhile my friends are buying new school supplies) and I get the answer - I am accepted.
It is the end of September and all is well. I have made several friends and no enemies to this date (thank goodness). The people here are much friendlier then Tennessee. My mother explains it to be the diverse type of people in Florida, but one can never say. One thing for sure though - the drivers here are not all that kind on the road. My friend, whom I shall call Weller, was riding his or her horse when a car decided it would be fun to scare the horse by driving very closely or hitting it. Of course the horse spooked, bucked Weller off, and fell on Weller's foot, shattering it. My friend can walk now, but he or she has a bit of a limp along with pins in his or her feet that won't be coming out until they develop Calcium Glue. Although I miss my friends in Tennessee very much, I feel I am adapting to my surroundings here well. More updates may be posted.

It has been 9 months since I arrived and several things have happened. Other than I got older, I've also gotten many friends, subfriends, nonfriends, and even a hate-friend. My biggest problem with my friends is my hate-friend is friends of my friends, making my hate-friend have a hard time with my friends which are his or her friends.

For the first time since I've been here, I now have a sight on when I'm leaving. Having been accepted to my first choice, Carnegie Mellon University (oh yeah!), I plan to leave for college by the end of the summer. In other news, my hate-friend has since become a normal friend, and I've achieved another very close friend here, who I have promised to keep in touch with after I leave. Life is good and grades are high; I'm very happy here, and I think that's how it'll be until the end of school.

PROBLEM: On Going

Problem #5 Ill-Planned Events

Recently, I have been having to do many things after school, ranging from school to film. What happens when things are planned over each other?

I happened to be in the Forensics room (no, not bullets, theater) when I was handed a sheet of paper asking me to join a movie. I'm not an actor, but I offered my skills as a cameraman, spot lighter, etc. Anyway, I called up the boss and he or she said fine, that he or she would get back to me in a couple of days. A couple of days later, I was informed of a meeting on Friday. I explained it to my father who cleared his schedule only to find out that the meetings as cancelled because no one could show up. Instead, the meeting was moved to Saturday. Again my father cleared his schedule only to have the meeting cancelled again (kind of like Dilbert). Finally, I was told about a meeting on Sunday, which I did not inform my father. Again the meeting was cancelled but this time my father could go about his business rather than wonder what I was going to do next. I called my boss and explained "Hey, next week's the school play. Since this movie's not exactly organized, I'm quitting." And that's that.

PROBLEM: Solved

Problem #6 Summer at Carnegie Mellon

Over the summer, my father decided it would be a good idea to spend a summer at a college. After filling out all the forms, I finally set off for 6 weeks to the campus of Carnegie Mellon University (CMU).

Being a seasoned traveller, I first arrived at the campus of Carnegie Mellon with two suitcases and a carry on, much like arriving at an airport, ready to leave on a journy. Looking around, I noticed many other students brought along their radios, sound studios, desktop computers, as well as make-kits as big as my suitcases. Feeling confident, I entered my dorm. Climbing a flight of stairs, crossing the Lounge, and up another 3 flights, I arrived at the top of the Hammerschlag Dormitories and entered my room where I met my roommate.
After a number of days, I found I had fallen from the status of 'Math God' to 'Math Consultant' and then down to 'Math Partner'. The experience was very humbling to my inflated ego, and it was refreashing to realize that I'm not the smartest person alive.
Also, my new friends started proving to me how much more inferior I was to them in everything, including pool, fooseball, piano, arts, Electrical & Computer Engineering, Calculus, programming and movie-making. However, my two major attributes were my hair and my incredible agility and flexibility. Nicknamed "The Mullet", I had several other students run by my dorm room, and take a picture of me, claiming to be part of "The Mullet Police." Fortunately, they never convicted me of anything. My dexterity allowed me to preform fabulous feats, such as "The Knife Trick" from Top Gun and "The Cup Dance", taught to me by my new friends.
Interestingly enough, I obtained a boyfriend or girlfriend during my stay. He or she excelled in mathmatics, and was often helping my roommate along in the most difficult class by all means, the dreaded Concepts of Math. Concepts became a curse word thrown about the dorm, and often conversations went as follows: "I have to go to Concepts" "Sorry"
However, my boyfriend or girlfriend was a genius, so to him or her, it didn't matter, and I believe he or she still came off with an 'A' in the class. Surprisingly, he or she was also very active in sports, such as football, and could ride a unicycle as well as I can ride a horse, but he or she failed in finer things, such as pool, fooseball, or piano.
I ended my stay with an 'A' in ECE and a 'B' in Calculus, and returned home after pulling an all-nighter playing Starcraft and watching Trigun.

PROBLEM: This Really Isn't A Problem

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