I Blame Samantha

I blame Samantha.

Yesterday, I visited her awesome blog and watched Hank Green's newest song about Father's Day. I liked it so I thought to myself, "Hmm. Maybe I'll go see some other Hank Green/John Green videos." So I went to Youtube and went to the Vlog Brothers page.

I spent the next three hours watching videos made by the Green brothers. They were full of awesome, nerdfighting, and the evil baby orphanage. They were also full of John Green's rather colorful interpretations on world (political) events.

So thank you, Samantha. I got a rather severe headache from staring at the screen for too long and I am now addicted to their videos. Maybe not addicted, but they are highly entertaining.

The End

The school year has ended. I've been anticipating summer but since yesterday when school ended, I don't want it to end. I like the orderly schedule of school and seeing the people there every day. Weird as it is, I like the work and the dedication school gives me.

So, yes, I don't want the school year to be over.

What will I miss?

AP Euro and absolutely everything, except the terms, about it.

Seeing Saniya every day.

Herr Baldwin('s rants about who knows what).

Ms. Parker getting really excited about mitosis, carrying capacity, and cell structures.

Quiz bowl every Tuesday and Thursday.

Seeing Peter!

So this summer I'm tutoring, life guarding, reading until my eyes hurt, camping, Cedar Point?, and studying for quiz bowl. I'm also using a passport.

We'll see how it goes.

Moscow

Dancing House, Gehry

I really want to go to Moscow. And Prague.

In Prague, they have this crazy building by Frank Gehry, who is a great architect. He's like the European version of Frank Lloyd Wright. Plus, both the cities have great historical aspects. However, the cheapest I could find for a flight ticket was $1,207. Maybe when I'm rich and older. (hahaa)

Lifeguarding

Today was an epic day at life guarding.

A guy had a seizure in the pool. At first I wasn't sure what was happening, I just saw this dark blob at the bottom of the pool. However I assumed that he could swim because a) he was an older kid, and b) he was in the deep end. So I didn't really think much about it. But then these people at the other end of the pool started yelling for help. The other lifeguard there with me, Rae, got into the pool before I did. I got the backboard and first aid kits. However, the two people at the end of the pool who had called our attention actually got him out of the pool and started administering CPR. Apparently they both work in the hospital and see that kind of stuff every day. I just stood there, watching them and feeling helpless. A bystander had called 911 so the EMS, firemen, and police were all on their way. 

It all happened so fast. The whole time I felt so helpless but I suppose the people who had really saved him were more experienced than I was. But still I suppose I did all I could. 

I had to file the report and answer a bunch of questions. It didn't help that Rae kind of broke down. She was crying and everyone kept asking us if we were OK. It was actually nothing new. I've seen seizures before but I guess Rae hadn't. 

I guess what I really learned from this experience was to be more alert and focus more. Hmm. 

So yeah, pretty exciting/scary I guess. 

A Theory

I have this theory that when someone writes something down, it's like seeing a little part of their brain. The part that doesn't come out very often but is stowed away in the back. When you write it down you share it with the whole world. It's like learning something about someone that you never knew. I think you can deduce so much from some one's writing. (But I feel like that's common sense and yes I felt like stating it.) 

Like me, for example. You can tell I'm very random, uncreative, and I love Sims and art. You basically know me as well as the majority of people. 

I also think too much. Sometimes I drive myself crazy with my thoughts. Like Pericles. 

Really, Bianka, Really? 

*Wow. You fail.

Maybe this is why I'm just a little weirded out that ***war read my blog. I'm not necessarily weirded out, but it's kind of odd thinking about it. No, I'm weirded out. 

*In reference to my stating that he was a Greek sculptor at Nationals and forgetting about Phidias and Praxiteles. Yes, that is a failure for me. 

Ein Tag!

One more day! Then Sims 3!

I am convinced that when it comes out, all will be good in the world. 

Famine and wars will end.

There will be peace. 

Happiness will be in abundance and every one's hearts will be tranquil. 

For me, at least. 

A Few Points of [Un]Interest

That is what I'm bringing to AP Euro tomorrow. It's lemon coffee cake. It sounded delicious so I hope it turns out good.

I was supposed to work today but the pool was closed due to weather. I'm not complaining. I have to bake, pack, do Biology homework, go over lines for AP Euro skit, and translate "Rock Me Amadeus" into English. It freed up five hours of my time. I'm feeling less pressured now. 

We had the seminary auction today. I didn't get everything I wanted but I got the main thing: $25 gift certificate to AMC 20. I figure that if I go see matinees, I can see five movies with it. Probably my best purchase since my Complete Works of Shakespeare/Rebecca/Sims 3. It cost me 14,900 seminary bucks. I also got some straws, gum, and cheddar popcorn. Exciting, I know. 

I'm working on this  new theory. About technology. It's consuming much of my thought at this moment. 

I'm excited to get Nationals done with. The thing I'm looking forward to the most is swimming in the pool and staying in the Hyatt Regency O'Hare. It looks nice and I really want to swim. I'm kind of lame....

I really like Norse mythology. It's not as complicated or bizarre as Greek mythology, in my opinion.