Bible Bee is DONE~!

Ta-da! Bible bee is finally finished. I jammed through the written test and pretty much skipped the oral segment. I had to pass on every single verse because I hadn't studied them. Anyway this is neat: If you count up the number of verses I had memorized and the number of verses there were and then factor in the number of verses on the test, there was only a 47.2% chance that I would know at least one of the verses on the test. Pretty low odds. Anyways, it means I'm probably not going to nationals but WHATEVER!! At least I don't have to study any more. Phew. Although studying bible verses has been so much fun that I've been thinking of learning bible verses in a freelance manner now. Of course, with my motivational drive powers, I doubt it will ever amount to anything.

Descriptive Statistics

Alright, I'm a work in progress, I'm going to get better. Anyways, I finally figured out how to put reactions on the bottom of my posts. Now you can check to tell me whether my post was overall negative or overall positive. I'll work on my social acceptibility skills until I have it all down pat. So if this post makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, check positive. If it hurts your feelings or makes you think "Oh what a tactless and cruel jerk this guy must be" check negative. Then, I can create datasheets, charts, blah blah blah mapping my progress/stagnation/decline into pure evil. So help me out! Get active! Sanctification and all that jazz!

Ode to UTC

Well, Andrew recently complained that all I do on my blog is complain about him. It isn't true since I complain about all the rest of my siblings too. Anyways, I decided to write something positive. It's on school.

Yeah I know that everything I've said so far about school is negative. Still, even though the teachers represent a direct assault on my faith, I still enjoy biology. Since the teacher was mysteriously absent last week (Turned out he wasn't at the conference. He was in the emergency room.) we dissected a rat this week. The rat was completely full of "preservative fluid" so that when you got too close to peer through the murky depths of the formaldehyde to find the spleen (The spleen is long and dark, like a passageway.), a piece of skin would flap and splash this "preservative fluid" into your face. Our teacher advised that we keep our mouths closed.

I also enjoy Performance class. For our final project we're supposed to take a scene from Our Town and adapt it to another setting (pirates, medevil, prohibitionary period, renaissance, modern day, etc.) So I was roped together with two guys who thought like this:
Invisible horse --> Imaginary Friend --> This guy has been taking drugs.
The horse is invisible because Thornton Wilder decided to write into the play "NO PROPS OR SCENERY ALLOWED NOT EVEN A HORSE" So the milkman who in the play leads a horse around has become "Smoking Bear" and he's totally stoned.

My favorite class is statistics because it lets me do things like this:
Duncan: Ooooh. I wonder if the average mean of the matches fenced per week is greater than or equal to 3 with an alpha of 0.05!!!
...
Duncan: YAY! I JUST FAILED TO REJECT THE NULL HYPOTHESIS! WOOHOO!

Which means I just proved nothing. The end.