Saturday, May 22, 2004
The further adventures of Glensaki
Wow, so that was awesome just now. Let me tell you what just happened.
Last night there was a violent thunderstorm. It was such a violent thunderstorm, in fact, that the Association of Meteorologists and Amateur Weather Enthusiasts Everywhere (AMAWEE) deemed it worthy of a name and an entry in the record books. They named it Thunderstorm Calculus Take-Home Test. And this kid i know, Glensaki, was caught in the worst of it. Somehow, he had to conquer the storm and arrive safely at home. But conquering this storm was not easy. There were problems. There were four very involved problems. Kensaki had to solve these problems before 9:00 in the morning, or he would surely fail. To get home before 9:00, that is. Did i say Kensaki? I meant Gwensaki. Glensaki. Alright, fine, it was me. So what? Anyway, Glensaki spied shelter behind a nearby rock and longed to rest his head for a while, but he knew he must eschew sleep and press on. He braved the lightning that flashed before his eyes like glimpses of differential equations he had long since forgotten. He staggered through the thunderous thunder that thundered in his head like plundered underwear. He shielded himself from the sting of the acid rain that would have been more appropriate for a story about a chemistry test. Finally he arrived, breathless yet deathless, at the front door, only to find out that thing wasn't even due until flipping 2:30 in the afternoon. D'arrgggh! Sorry, my analogy kinda ran out on me at the end there. But you get the picture. So the moral of the story is, the next time you get a chance to stay up all night working on something that you actually have plenty of time to do the next day, Glensaki definitely recommends that you do it, because it totally doesn't make you feel like a moron at all. Until next time, then, i am Bensaki, accidentally freaking up all 24 hours of your day a good 5 hours before the deadline.
Wow, so that was awesome just now. Let me tell you what just happened.
Last night there was a violent thunderstorm. It was such a violent thunderstorm, in fact, that the Association of Meteorologists and Amateur Weather Enthusiasts Everywhere (AMAWEE) deemed it worthy of a name and an entry in the record books. They named it Thunderstorm Calculus Take-Home Test. And this kid i know, Glensaki, was caught in the worst of it. Somehow, he had to conquer the storm and arrive safely at home. But conquering this storm was not easy. There were problems. There were four very involved problems. Kensaki had to solve these problems before 9:00 in the morning, or he would surely fail. To get home before 9:00, that is. Did i say Kensaki? I meant Gwensaki. Glensaki. Alright, fine, it was me. So what? Anyway, Glensaki spied shelter behind a nearby rock and longed to rest his head for a while, but he knew he must eschew sleep and press on. He braved the lightning that flashed before his eyes like glimpses of differential equations he had long since forgotten. He staggered through the thunderous thunder that thundered in his head like plundered underwear. He shielded himself from the sting of the acid rain that would have been more appropriate for a story about a chemistry test. Finally he arrived, breathless yet deathless, at the front door, only to find out that thing wasn't even due until flipping 2:30 in the afternoon. D'arrgggh! Sorry, my analogy kinda ran out on me at the end there. But you get the picture. So the moral of the story is, the next time you get a chance to stay up all night working on something that you actually have plenty of time to do the next day, Glensaki definitely recommends that you do it, because it totally doesn't make you feel like a moron at all. Until next time, then, i am Bensaki, accidentally freaking up all 24 hours of your day a good 5 hours before the deadline.
