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crankyoldmanFunny how I suck horribly at math when I'm being tested or have to use it, but told to explain the math behind some randomly generated problem and I can do it with no issues. Maybe it's a confidence thing. Hrm.
Minions and I had to go fast food today for my budget, and there was much joking about lessons learned from the McD's cups. And pointing out by Minion J (who is proficient in several languages) that they got the German part wrong. Whoops. Much fun BS going around.
Oh, and yesterday I got to corrupt children. I'd nearly forgotten about it, until about an hour before I had to go. I proved once again I have all the directional capacity of a drunken pidgeon and nearly got Minion M and I lost trying to get to the school. Then there was fun sitting on the floor time, letting the quiet kid with the Iron Maiden T-shirt talk, practically getting mobbed by excited eight year olds when I mentioned Boba Fett, and deflecting some pseudo-sexist comments about the One Girl In The Class. I had a strangely easy time keeping them interested in the conversation, which was kind of surprising considering I had one of the biggest disciplinary cases in the class in my group (a fact I was told after, by the haggard looking teacher's assistant). Overall, I remembered why I like kids, and why I like being around them for times when I'm not taking care of them. Kids don't let you down like adults do, everything's still amazing to them, even if a couple of the preteens wanted to pretend they were Too Cool for some things. I think I may have to volunteer at a Wonderlab someday. I need Fun School again, enough of this Boring College Stuff. XD
first_seventhe's fashionista pic for the day: I don't always dress like a boy.
I had more random babbles, mostly concerning hunting down a Palm OS version of Tetris for my mom that was free, but that was just silly.
Oh and I'm reading Corey Doctorow's book Little Brother which reminded me why I love cyberpunk and dislike teenaged protagonists until they get knocked around a bit (as sad as that sounds). So far the beginning teenspeak was a little offputting (and a little fanboy hackerish, if you ask me) but once things got Serious it stopped dominating and only popped up during Technical Lessons, which are thankfully brief. I most appreciate that there is literally no subtlety to the book, which works here. It's like a young Tyler Durden smacking you upside and saying THIS IS YOUR LIFE. Ever so glad that Doctorow does ebooks and people like to convert things to Plucker format so I can put it on my Palm Pilot and basically have the Most Portable Book Evar.
Though, I probably shouldn't be reading that and The Difference Engine at the same time, as that has made me paranoid. I mean, I was probably one of the few kids that when we were asked to bring floppies in for assignments it was like, encrypted beyond belief. Oh, the aftereffects of being the daughter of an electrical test engineer. If I had a penny for every time Dad came home complaining that they shut off the port to his workstation because he was playing around with open source code...
Now I believe we will go to the greenhouse. Yesterday was too wet.
~Cendri
Minions and I had to go fast food today for my budget, and there was much joking about lessons learned from the McD's cups. And pointing out by Minion J (who is proficient in several languages) that they got the German part wrong. Whoops. Much fun BS going around.
Oh, and yesterday I got to corrupt children. I'd nearly forgotten about it, until about an hour before I had to go. I proved once again I have all the directional capacity of a drunken pidgeon and nearly got Minion M and I lost trying to get to the school. Then there was fun sitting on the floor time, letting the quiet kid with the Iron Maiden T-shirt talk, practically getting mobbed by excited eight year olds when I mentioned Boba Fett, and deflecting some pseudo-sexist comments about the One Girl In The Class. I had a strangely easy time keeping them interested in the conversation, which was kind of surprising considering I had one of the biggest disciplinary cases in the class in my group (a fact I was told after, by the haggard looking teacher's assistant). Overall, I remembered why I like kids, and why I like being around them for times when I'm not taking care of them. Kids don't let you down like adults do, everything's still amazing to them, even if a couple of the preteens wanted to pretend they were Too Cool for some things. I think I may have to volunteer at a Wonderlab someday. I need Fun School again, enough of this Boring College Stuff. XD
first_seventhe's fashionista pic for the day: I don't always dress like a boy.I had more random babbles, mostly concerning hunting down a Palm OS version of Tetris for my mom that was free, but that was just silly.
Oh and I'm reading Corey Doctorow's book Little Brother which reminded me why I love cyberpunk and dislike teenaged protagonists until they get knocked around a bit (as sad as that sounds). So far the beginning teenspeak was a little offputting (and a little fanboy hackerish, if you ask me) but once things got Serious it stopped dominating and only popped up during Technical Lessons, which are thankfully brief. I most appreciate that there is literally no subtlety to the book, which works here. It's like a young Tyler Durden smacking you upside and saying THIS IS YOUR LIFE. Ever so glad that Doctorow does ebooks and people like to convert things to Plucker format so I can put it on my Palm Pilot and basically have the Most Portable Book Evar.
Though, I probably shouldn't be reading that and The Difference Engine at the same time, as that has made me paranoid. I mean, I was probably one of the few kids that when we were asked to bring floppies in for assignments it was like, encrypted beyond belief. Oh, the aftereffects of being the daughter of an electrical test engineer. If I had a penny for every time Dad came home complaining that they shut off the port to his workstation because he was playing around with open source code...
Now I believe we will go to the greenhouse. Yesterday was too wet.
~Cendri
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Date: 2008-05-22 06:34 pm (UTC)2. Well, if they're British they tend to be kind of awesome, I don't know why. Something about American teenagers makes them come off as know-it-alls I want to slap and the British kids I want to adopt. I'll have to ask Fly and Miri why that is, if they give them lessons that we don't have or something.
*is currently writing up a mostly positive but not fangirly review on "Little Brother"* God, I am far too used to the hacker hero or something, they don't even seem so amazing to me anymore.
~Cendri
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Date: 2008-05-22 06:55 pm (UTC)2. My boss is British and I have a pretty unhealthy (nonromantic) crush on him.
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Date: 2008-05-22 07:01 pm (UTC)2. It's gotta be that prim thing they all do. I just find that so admirably, as I generally think I'm loud and uncouth.