Sunday, June 13, 2004

Life has been treating me rather well recently. To be frank, I have alot to brag about, and I personally feel like throwing modesty right out the window at the moment. So I'll be brief. 99th percentile in a chemistry competition, 97th percentile in a physics competition, 94th percentile in a bio competition.

Most importantly, I got accepted to the Summer Science program at the Weizmann institute in Rehovot, Israel after being the first on the waiting list for a couple months. I will be there from the 4th of July until the 1st of August.

I have created a second blog which I will update on a day-to-day basis, from the Weizmann institute, to let everyone know what is happening, to give everyone a feel for what the program is like, and for future participants to know what they are to expect.

The blog is at http://weizmann.blogspot.com I will start posting there when I arrive in Israel, assuming that I am not dead tired from jet-lag.

Wish me luck!

Wednesday, June 02, 2004

I was in Washington DC for the past few days, and one of the things that struck me the hardest was the Vietnam Memorial. As I walked by the granite slabs, I looked at the thousands of names that were listed, column by column. I thought about my life, my future, and realized that each one of these individuals probably had common goals, things that they wished to do with their lives, to raise a family, to contribute to humanity and such. However, when there are so many names, one can easily get lost in the statistics, and forget that they were all indeed individuals. Later, we visited the Holocaust Museum, and they had a similar display, on glass panels, there were hundreds, if not thousands of village names, all of which had been wiped clean of Jews during the second world war. It reminded me of the Vietnam memorial, and I thought to myself that each one of these glass panels could have been equivilent to a thousand of the granite panels at the Vietnam Memorial. Both memorials were horribly frightening. These displays opened my eyes to the horrors of war.

Thursday, May 27, 2004

This is my dog, Tobi. He's a brilliant pup, but he doesn't always listen. See, he does what you want when it's convenient for him. For instance, he likes cheese. If you have cheese, he'll jump through hoops to get it. Quite literally, actually :P However, if you don't have anything for hiim, he'll listen only if he has nothing better to do, like eating the garbage on garbage day, or chasing after other dogs in the neighborhood.

Wednesday, May 26, 2004

Between a Chem assignment that's already overdue, 4 exams to study for, a Washington trip to pack for, 2 proms to prepare for, its a wonder how I find time to write in this.

I'd like to say "Well, the most interesting thing happened to me yesterday" but that would probably be a lie. If only interesting stuff popped up in my life on occasion. Or maybe it does, and I just don't notice it.

Well anyways, yesterday, I played some poker with some friends, made a couple easy bucks. Poker is really fun, but kinda aggrivating some times. I mean, when everyone folds except for you, its always a good strategic move to keep your hand to yourself, but sometimes its just so hard. I mean, if you get a full house right off the flop, its so hard to just hide the cards if everyone folds. Its alot easier when you manage to bluff everyone out.

Similarly, its always pretty difficult to keep a really interesting secret to yourself. I've always found that I'm pretty good at keeping secrets, but its annoying.

My two cents.

Friday, May 21, 2004

Have you ever tried being creative at 6:30 in the morning? See, most people would probably be typing, not caarring if tghey makee a typo here adn there, being too lazy to reach over and hit backspace. At one point, their head will fall asleep on the keyboard, resulting in a long string of characters. Unless they fall on the backspace key.

I, however, force myself out of bed at 6:15 every morning. I've been doing it since the ripe old age of 5, when I was in 1st grade. Actually, sometimes I'd wake up at 5:25 to catch Sonic the Hedgehog at 5:30 in the morning. So I guess I can say that I'm a morning person. But this "morning person" feeling is starting to drift away. Every day I'm finding it harder and harder to lift my head off my soft, cushy pillow, to pull the covers off my cozy body. Instead of making a direct leap from a horizontal position to a vertical one, there is a new diagonal transition stage which my upper body takes and maintains for several minutes. Perhaps its because I no longer routinely go to bed at 10 at night.

But with all this in mind, I'm still typing on my blog, yawning, drifting in and out of conciousness. And realizing that I have to go pack for the weekend.

Ta Ta.

Wednesday, May 19, 2004

Hooray! Things are finally starting to cool down, schoolwise. Only one more assignment to hand in, then 4 exams, and I'm DONE! Two exams will be quite easy - Hebrew for one: all i really need to do is memorize a massive wordlist. Most of the words there I already know.

For instance, the word "To decide" is one of those words I know. Every chapter in our textbook has a wordlist before it, containing all the words that we need to know for the story in that chapter. The word "Lehachlit" or "To decide" appears in at least half of the chapter word list. Talk about repetitiveness. Talk about repetitiveness. Talk about repetitiveness.


Thursday, May 13, 2004

So last year, after a little nagging my dad told me that I would probably be getting a new cell phone in the summer. Well, the summer came and went. He said he had connections with Siemens, and I might be getting a new cellphone from them before I went for university. So i decide to go and check out their website (http://www.my-siemens.com) and find a really cool phone, the SL56. So I tell my dad about it, about how its a really cool phone, its small, it expands and does crazy stuff.

So a couple days ago, he comes home, and he says that he was at a meeting with the Siemens president, and they gave him a cool new phone. The SL56. Yeah, so my dad is all excited about having this new phone. And here I am. Poor, deprived Alex with 50 year old nokia. Meh, well i guess it could be worse. At least I don't need a carrier pidgeon.

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