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OK first off, I’m not sure if I spelled the title right. I hope that doesn’t come around the wrong way…

So anyways I have a chemistry class five days a week. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday I have a big lecture with an auditorium full of kids and my teacher (Dr. Eatough) and he…lectures. Tuesday and Thursday we split up into groups lead by T.A.s of about 25 students, this is where I really do my learning, plus my T.A. Jamie is kind of the man. So anyways this morning in our chem lab Jamie splits us up into groups of four or so to do practice problems on Enthalpy. So we start doing the stuff and in order to solve the equations we need to look up delta H in the back of the book…So, me being the naturally inquisitive person that I am, I turn to the kid next to me (he was in the middle of our group of 3) and ask him “What’s the delta H? I get that we have to use it but what is it the difference OF?” Now this smart aleck just looks over and says:
“Well did you read the section on enthalpy?”
“No I didn’t, not yet.”
“You need to read that. Where’s your book?”
“I didn’t bring it, I have to study for a physics test today, no room for two texts.” At which point this kid just smirks and turns around. I started flipping through my notebook and found the following written in my notes: “Enthalpy(H) = Heat in a system at constant pressure.” I say “Hey check out what I found in my notebook, is that right?”
“Yeah thats it.” He says and turns away again. I see now why he didn’t just tell me when I asked, waaay too complicated.

So I do the first problem with the two kids, or rather over hear them doing it…Anyways time comes for a second practice problem. This kid has his back turned to me and he’s whispering with the third groupie, obviously leaving me out. He “let” me look over his shoulder for a split second to see the values we needed to solve the equation. So I’m sitting there “Hey guys, should we flip this one? I think we need to multiply this equation by two…” Just trying to understand what I’m doing. Obviously this joker was too good to work with me so I did the problem on my own. After like two minutes I got an answer and check with the T.A. and it was right! I was feeling pretty good at this point, when I notice the kid next to me scribbling feverishly in his note book and flipping through like a thousand pages…He couldn’t get the answer! I felt a little good (probably not a good thing…) that I was able to not say anything and he ended up getting served. So I offered to help him and he just muttered something and turned around again.

The point of this story is that I felt really good that I didn’t say anything mean to this kid or anything, I didn’t call him names or ask why he was being a jerk, I just let him be and did the problem on my own. I think that I can learn from this two ways because I will be nicer to people because you never know who can help you back and because if I’m nice to everyone, even people who are jerks to me, I won’t be in the wrong. Or get beaten up. Which is an excellent thing.

I dunno if I defeated the whole purpose of this story by telling it, but its my success story and it makes me fuzzy inside.

The End.
bm4n

P.S. The spell-check in Firefox 2 > all

Well I’ve stayed up all night again…this isn’t good. I think I’m becoming nocturnal…Anyways the point is I stayed up all night playing Splinter Cell on Xbox Live (Don’t worry, I did like 3 hours of calculus first…). Man, the Xbox 360 is a hot piece of hardware…So then I went to screw around with my PSP some more (new face plate came today but its still not fitting right–I think I might let some pros fix it for liek twenty bucks) and I couldn’t find the charger. Which is odd because I used it like a couple of hours ago…Anyways long story short I decided I need an Xbox 360 and Live and Splinter Cell: Double Agent and that I couldn’t take the money from any legitmate source as those funds are to be saved for college and the mission I plan on going on in a couple of months (wow). So then I decided to go on the internet and make money. I think that I am going to start playing eBay. Just buying and selling…I’ve heard its good. In the mean time I also decided to have a risk-free way of making money and so I opened up this nifty little shop. I think you should all check it out…If you decide to buy anything in the next…rest of your life from amazon why not just check it out and buy from my store? It’s cooler and any money made through eBay/amazon/the internet in general is officially added to my unneccessary things fund (for instance, a couple of the letters in that word I just butchered).

So its time for bed because I need to wake up in 2.5 hours for church. Proabably I will sleep in again and go to my friend’s church. Then I will come back here and study Chem and Calc and Physics as they = hard. I think I have to have 20% attendance or something in church. I heard you lose eclesiastical endorsement or something if you go under. So I hope that going to church in general counts but in the mean time I guess my whole ward probably thinks I’m a bad person or something. heh.

night all
bm4n

p.s. thanks for the costume mom
p.p.s. Guess who just applied for a job at a MAC STORE? me. does that blow your mind? Cuz it just happened…

shake and bake

This is my cool down post. I was so upset this morning I was ready to rip somebody apart. But I decided that it’s just money and that in the long run, I’ll be fine. I’m not really sure if the 2 moms were actually lesbian but they were ahead of me. They didn’t even get a preorder either but come on! Beat out by moms!? I camped out! Anyways, I’m working myself up again. For all those not in the know this was going to be a large payoff for several reasons. Lets look at numbers: There were about four times as many Xbox 360s as there will be PS3s. Xbox 360s sold for up to $2000 on eBay. Xbox 360 pre-orders sold for $800-$1200. PS3s cost almost twice as much as Xbox 360s. If you do the math, each PS3 will probably sell for about $3000-$5000. Pre-orders on PS3s (keep in mind they have only been available for one day…) are already pushing $2000, and this is just for a slip of paper! I know its not healthy to get this worked up about money in the eternal scheme of things and I guess this is why I was able to finally calm down a bit. I am still going to camp outside of a Best Buy and hopefully pay some friends to do the same for me so that I can make a profit from the coming PS3 debacle and in the mean time I’m just trying to focus on the good: For instance, the vending machine right down my hall has oreo ice cream sandwhiches which are DIVINE for only a buck. Maybe I’ll get fat but if I make some money on these PS3s I’ll be able to pay to suck it out. Or maybe we’re just talking 5000 ice cream sandwhiches! Now I’m using the old noggin’…

bm4n

Gamestop decided to take pre-orders for the PS3 today (about 6-8 per store). I found out at about 10:00 last night, and, not wanting to miss out on this ebayer’s dream promptly headed over to the nearest Gamestop/eB with my 20 pack of vault and pillow. The mall didn’t open until 10:00 am so I was up and about and waiting by about 8:00am. I hadn’t seen anybody else so far so, while feeling slightly retarded, I was psyched that I was pretty much guaranteed a pre-order. They finally come to unlock the door and I sprint down to the Gamestop and BAM: theres and f-ing line there with 9 people. This mall had 2+ entrances. And instead of setting up something ahead of time Gamestop decided to just see who got there first, and “first” happened to be a group of people at the side entrance to the mall (obviously they didn’t open the main entrance first…). So I was beat out by a group of extremely homosexual college kids, 1 girlfriend, and 2 lesbian moms with their baby. Our store got 6 pre-orders. I wish the story got better but I am so seething right now that I had to write this somewhere before I freaking strangle somebody. I just wasted 13 hours of my life and lost at least $2000. The End.

So I just got out of another FANTASTIC calculus class of getting my mind blown. I usually take this time to go to the math lab and get my homework done but I’m just not feeling it today. I decided to go play some WoW (of which I have been playing entirely too much lately…) but decided that it would be better to A) do something useful (HA!) and 2) Clear my mind from all of the blog topics that cloud it constantly during the day. I think it would be cool if I could just stream my thoughts as I walk around campus into a text file so I could just upload that. Of course that wouldn’t waste as much time and may leave me doing calculus and the such…so I’ll stick to conventional means.

Anyways, Calculus: Every day in calc (well, up to about 3 days ago) we start class of by introducing 2 kids via flashcards filled out the first day. Usually upon reading the kids’ interesting facts our teacher, Dr. Wade (I don’t care if he doesn’t have his masters degree, he’s a doctor in my book…and a little flattery never hurt nobody), says something along the lines of “Yeah I’ve done that…or something like it.” The running joke in class (I don’t really think it’s funny but thats irrelevant to my story) is something like “Well what haven’t you done Wade?!? Harty Harr HArr!!” Yeah. Ok. So anyways the other day one of the interesting facts was that this guy baptised his wife. I said “well that’s something you haven’t done Doctor!” To which he replied:
“Well…yeah, but I HAVE baptised other people’s wives…” and then me:
“Oh is that what you kids are calling it these days…”
Now this is a very mormon class (Calculus started everyday with a prayer? Yeas please!) and these kids must be new to the whole double entendree (don’t know if that’s spelled or used correctly, or if is even a word — don’t care) because they laughed for like five minutes. Now I know I’m funny, but it was a bit drawn-out. So anyways I guess this was inapropriate (blasphemous?) and you could tell the good doctor was trying not to laugh, but I’m so awesome…So he’s holding back, blushing a bit, really at a loss for words. He ended up choking out something aong the lines of “I don’t know, I think I’m supposed to yell at you or throw the chalk at you or kick you out or something…You should really go talk to your Bishop or something…” This whole thing reminds me of 9th grade (the last year of highschool I put forth effort, probably not a good thing says my tuition bill) when I had a brand new math teacher for like algebra or geometry or remedial addition or something, I don’t really remember that far back. The point is I was a year ahead, in classes with all the 10th graders and this was my first real year of high school and I wasn’t really sure how it was supposed to go. What a learning experience! I’m pretty sure that teacher (Mrs. Mcgann, I think?) cried herself to sleep every day because of her. I think we broke her. Last time I saw her in the hallways (as a senior, mind you) she not only remembered me, but gave me one of the coldest death stares I have ever received (and I’m no stranger to death stares). OK, not really sure where I was going with that so /end paragraph

Lets see…So another reason I’m providing this small window into the awesomeness that is the life of Braxton is that its been a while and I’m sure many of my readers are feeling a little withdrawal, possibly anger. I really don’t wanna lose my core group because they consist of about 15 people and when I lose them this becomes a diary. And that’d be really gay. Actually, I’m not even sure if this site still gets visitors because I recently lost my cPanel lisence and am way too lazy to manually check my statistics. And it sucks to lose your cPanel lisence by the way, especially when you are paying for fantastico which is an add-on to cPanel that, coincidentally, cannot be run without cPanel (and if it can, I don’t know how).

So school is going alright I guess…I mean, what do you people think, its SCHOOL. When was the last time someone was totally psyched and was all “OHMYGOSH!! TOmorrow I GeT tO GO TO SCHOOL!!! I LOVE DOING WORK!! AND PAYING TO DO IT!!” of course, this is my education and I really should be taking advantage of it. When you get to school you *should* change your thinking from getting good grades to actually learning (which to me, has always been two completely separate things). The thing is now that I’m here I find myself back in the old rat race of just scoring nicely…Now this DOES help me learn, don’t get me wrong, and even though I long for a utopian school of learning without grades, I wonder if I would do any work at all if I knew it didn’t count. But then I think about what I’d be learning and I think I would do work. If I could skip right to my major classes I would. I chose my major because I think it will be fun…we get access to a full machine shop, a bajillion computer labs, over 5Tb of personal storage, and a class 5 Clean room, among other things. If I could go chill in the clean room or play WoW I would choose the clean room any day. And then I would be learning (theoretically) without being graded. Of course this whole grade thing has been around for all of freaking time, maybe there is something to it. In summation: “Heh.”

About a week ago we had General Conference (its a Mormon thing, guys) And I really think I should have gone to Salt Lake City to watch it, I mean I’ve never had this oppurtunity before, but I didn’t. Looking back it would’ve been a good time, but I guess I will have other chances. Conference was good…

Moving on to the party scene of provo: Where is it? Has anybody found it yet? If so please let me know ASAP, in the mean time I will spend my free time bashing my head against the wall and watching paint dry. But seriously, believe it or not, there are parties here…not a college party like you’d think (Yo guys, Delta Pie Sycamore Monkees are having a frat party! Lets all get in our underwear, go to someone’s house, get drunk, and wake up in someone else’s house!) Now while that sounds like fun, the partes here are a bit more…organized. There is a party every one or two weeks about (2 this weekend, woo) and they are known throughout campus before they ever happen. There are fliers and signs and posters and usually some charity with a couple local bands and some giveaways. I haven’t been to one yet because so far none have…”piqued my interst.” But the two this weekend actually look alright. Friday we have the “Rock the Block” party which is raising money for wheel-chairs…yeah…anyways its right in Provo and free so I might as well stop bye. Saturday we have a party called Provopalooza (which seems like an oxymoron. If i knew what a palooza was I would go ahead and label it that.) which is going to have something like 17 local bands on 2+ stages and 2 dance floors with 2 DJs mixing hip-hop. I’m interested because one of the DJs not only knows what trance is, but actually likes it! A Provo citizen who KNOWS what trance is! Wow! Seriously, nobody here has heard of Paul Oakenfold. That’s just sad. Anyways I’ve been talking to those in charge and they said that if I help set up/take down I can chill in the DJs booth and watch em spin, maybe mix a few tracks of my own (OK, they didn’t say it but I’m still hoping…). But on the other hand, what if I went with people? What if some chick wants to go “palooza” it up and I’m like, sorry, I already made plans to hang out with a bunch of sweaty DJs…Of course maybe the party will suck and the best thing would be to absorb some skill while in the present of an (apparently) actual DJ (actually I’ve heard some mixes, he’s not bad). Also, though, that night at 10:00 is a breakdancing showcase with a bunch of local hip-hoppers (WTF?) and our BYU Breakdancing club which I’m interested in. Especially because they have a weekly class that I’m going to start attending. Speaking of clubs, I also signed up for the mountain biking club (despite my lack of a bike) and the Asian-American club. I’d like somebody to tell me I don’t belong in the asaian-AMERICAN club so I can slap them and let them know I belong with my people.

Well this is probably the most incoherent thing I’ve ever written and instead of revise it or take out all the crap (what would be left?) or add more about my life (I am taking like 18 credits, which provides PLENTY of blogging material…) I’m just gonna post this and y’all can eat me.

bm4n