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“Losers, Please Report to…”

Posted in Field Trips, Friends, Out of Town, School with tags , , , on January 18, 2010 by Jeremy

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“There will be a review session for all participants in the Biology Science League competition today after school,” blared the loud speaker during the morning announcements Tuesday.

Stefany and I looked at each other, ashamed and amused.  It was the first time the words “Science League” were ever spoken in the loud speaker in the four years we’ve been in high school, and it applied to us.

“We’re such nerds!” we told each other, jokingly.  Or maybe not jokingly.  Either way, we were laughing.  We just found it so amusing that we were part of the “Science League,” and the truth was, we liked it.  Well, at least I did.

Today was the actual competition, and Stefany and I got the highest scores from our school’s team.  There were two other schools who beat our combined score.  Next month, we’re going to try harder.

P.S. I officially quit the play by the way.

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Representation Fail

Posted in Extracurriculars, Field Trips, Friends, Out of Town, School with tags , , on January 6, 2010 by Jeremy

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FBLA is back in session!  The Regional Competitions for my region were held today.  Nothing too interesting happened really.  Here I am, hoping once again to make it to Nationals this year!

Bad Habit

Posted in Family, Friends, Out of Town with tags , , , , on November 24, 2009 by Jeremy

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Some people bite their nails while others may scratch their arms.  Whatever bad habits people may have, they’re most probably, well, bad.

For me, it’s probably saying that I’m going to do something and ending up not doing it.  It’s not hypocrisy.  It’s more like I tell a person that I’ll do him or her a favor and end up either forgetting about it or just being swamped with other work that I’m forced to abandon it.

Today, the full effects of this bad habit were revealed to me.   Friday night, my friend Jann asked me if I were going to tonight’s dance competition, in which her dance group was going to dance.   Being only mildly interested in watching so many groups dance, I was leaning towards not going.  But my sister suddenly says that she wants to go, so in the end, I tell Jann that I’m going with my two sisters.

Fast forward to Sunday afternoon.  I realize that I have a lot of homework to do, and there was a friend that I really wanted to hang out with.  The dance competition was going to take a big chunk out of my doing homework time and hanging out time.

Because it was such an inconvenience, I contemplated telling Jann that I couldn’t make it.  I would save money for the entrance fee and the time it takes to drive back-and-forth and the show itself.   But, I told myself, “You already told her you were going.  You can’t.   You have to go.”  (Besides, she would’ve killed me.)

I don’t know what part of that reasoning truly convinced me, but I definitely realized that if I wanted to truly break the habit, then I should experience the consequences of staying with it.   Even if I had to stay up to finish a Calculus take-home test and study for a Biology test.  Yep.

I should probably talk about the competition itself, huh?  Project D won.

We Owe Her Punches

Posted in Family, Out of State, Out of Town, Summer Vacation with tags , , , , , , , , on July 2, 2009 by Jeremy
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It was a very busy day.  After I attended a few workshops, I went to my competition area to take the test.   More than half of the questions were about networking, instead of “computer applications,” which involve Microsoft Word, Excel, PowerPoint, and Access. The following roughly summarizes the conversations I had with myself for the subsequent hours and days:

“Ah, do I have a chance?”

“Yea, you have to!  You got first place in regionals and second place in states!”

“But that was local.  This is Nationals!”

“The topics covered were pretty similar.  You definitely have a chance!”

“I don’t know… I guessed on most of them.”

“I’m sure you made smart guesses.”

“True.”

“Well, there you go.”

“Still, I’m going against kids who might have excelled in their states.”

“And, so did you.”

“Did I?”

“Dude, you did!”

“Ah, fine.  I need to stop worrying.  What happens happens.”

Well, like I said.  Roughly.

Afterwards, I rushed to a restaurant a few blocks away from the hotel to celebrate my sister Jamie’s birthday.  It was her 16th birthday, and we couldn’t have a party because I had to go to Anaheim.  I don’t know about her, but that’s a pretty nice “gift.”  She looked pretty content, in my opinion.