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[EDIT: This is a draft I never finished to post it, so it’ll seem a little out of order.]

Well, I usually I post at work or at least start it, but the internet here has been pretty less than. I know I have a lot to catch up on…this is why I could never be a professional blogger. This morning started off well: woke up on time and ran by Tim Horton’s to get some Timbits and a bagel. Also I checked this one website my dad has been trying to get me to use: Now I don’t believe in talking bad about things publicly, so I’ll just leave that at I’m not exactly a fan. It’s a website where you can get help with coding things by asking or seeing previously asked questions. I asked a question a few days ago, and received some bad rep for it. I have no idea why, I just asked how to make a certain plot in R and I told of my current progress. So I hope those who use it or will use it have it work for them, but I probably won’t use their website again. Anyways, blogging time!

Wednesday, July 3rd:

Last day to work this week! I sort of planned to work more today to make up for not being able to work tomorrow (Independence Day!) or Friday. Mandy comes in around 3 to have our little meeting. We had some good progress with graphing, and she taught me the statistical calculus relation of PDF and CDF to a deeper understanding. Took me a while for it to click since I’ve not had my thoughts in a calculus mindset in shy of two months. I work my short 1 to 5 half-day, and go home to do my usual laziness.

Thursday, July 4th:

Happy Independence Day! Everyone I talk to never really calls it that, but I felt it sounded redundant to say July 4th a million times. First day of my 5 day weekend, and I’m ready for a fun night! I really didn’t do anything during the day besides gaming (notice a pattern?). Tonight Kaylee, Amanda, and Tay are having a party at Tay’s house. It starts at 5, but I wanted to eat dinner at home since we were having red potatoes. They’re the tastiest type of potatoes when prepared well. After dinner, it’s nearing 9. I shuffle around to make sure the dishes are done and that I’m prepared for being outside tonight. Right when I’m about to leave, I get a call from Kaylee saying to come over quickly since they’re leaving for the Centerville fireworks. I grab the blanket and spray it down with Febreeze due its rank stench. Sadly, it’s the quickest option I had for an outside blanket/chair. I hop in the back of Brandon’s car, and we’re off!

It’s nice to get to hang out with a different scene. We laugh and play around while Brandon makes a gas pit stop. When we get to the high school, it’s packed. I thought it odd since they don’t start until nearly an hour later. We grab a pretty good spot by the rest of the group. I know all of them, but I’m not exactly friends with them. My car load sits in the back of Brandon’s car playing random games such as ‘Let’s Make it Awkward”. We don’t really want to make it awkward, so we awkwardly sit and wait for someone to go. The game soon switches to ‘Never Have I Ever’. Brandon loses first, then Kaylee, then we stop our game. Trey and I pass a baseball back and forth awhile until my hand start to hurt. We hang out awhile until it’s passed 10, and we assume there’ll be no fireworks. Cops are swarming everywhere as if they’re trying to find specific people. We leave and head for McDonald’s since Brandon’s hungry and then Kroger’s to get more drinks for the sleepover. We run by my house to grab some sleepover gear, and proceed to Tay’s. We all have this deep desire for pizza, but we assume her mom would say no. We stay up chatting awhile and I notice Amanda and Kaylee intensely checking their phones. I ask what’s up, and they say that they’re using this app called MeetMe (sort of like a Facebook extension) they got a few days ago. I decide to download it myself, and Amanda gives me a walk through of what everything means. Within seconds I had profile views and messages and such. Downloading this app means necessitating a scheduled time to check everything in order to not miss anything. So messages and questions have and continue to stockpile and probably won’t be answered. I soon fall asleep, followed by the other girls.

Friday, July 5th:

I wake up a few times, and the last time I notice the other gals are awake. It’s coming up on noon. Katie texts me asking when I’ll be home. We decide to all go to the mall, so Kaylee, Tay, and Amanda slowly organize to get ready. I walk home to take a shower in my own house. I take my time getting ready, assuming I couldn’t be as slow as three girls getting ready. Hours later, I text Amanda asking if they still plan on going. I get an affirmative answer and continue to watch The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy. Kaylee texts me letting me know they’re basically ready. I ask to use the car, and when I get my yes I drive back on over. The fruit snacks I brought with me were a huge hit: the girls fumbled to have a package of their own. After they eat their various snacks such as hot dogs and mac and cheese, we can finally head to the mall. I tell Amanda of one of my current favorite stores on a teenage dime, and immediately she wants to check it out.

So before we actually go to the mall, we stop by Plato’s Closet. I find a handful of things to try on, and so does Amanda. Tay finds two things she’s interested in, while Kaylee follows empty handed. Kaylee and Tay notice job openings and ask what the minimum age to work there is. I’m positive it’s 18, yet a worker says it’s 16. I swear there must have been a change, for I’ve asked a few times and received the answer as 18. They both decide to take on the lengthy application process. Uninterested in staying and with really no need to since we finished up, Amanda and I run next door to the Dollar Tree to pick up snack for the movies tonight.

We decided we’d go see The Purge. It’s ironic since I’ve seen the movie already, AND on top of that, it’s rated R. Kaylee is roughly a week from dinging 17 and Tay has awhile longer until she turns of age. Amanda and I buzz around the store, cruising for deals worth participating in. We purchase our goods, and check up on the rest of the gang. They’re still filling out their applications…I guess the sales clerk was right in saying it’d be at least a half an hour process. Too bored to care to stay, we wait in the car, chatting and listening to music. It seems like quite a while, but the others soon come out to the car.

Next, our adventure takes us to the actual mall. We mill around, walking around in different stores. The only place we spend more than 2 minutes in is Spencer’s. Tay and Kaylee buy matching belly button piercings. Amanda buys some random piercings for her ear and nose. We notice that it’s later than we thought, so we head on home. I drop them off at Tay’s, and proceed home.

Saturday, July 6th – Friday, July 12th:

Work and randomly milling about.

Saturday, July 13th:

Baby Tyler is over for the day again! I’m currently texting a guy named Blake that I’ve not exactly met yet. He insists we hang out today since he’s not often in town (my town). The only way we can hang out would be if he gets me and hang out at his house…Sounds completely sketch right? Well, I keep my phone on quick dial for Katie incase anything were to go wrong. Really shouldn’t be going over, but he’s really insisting, and uh, well he’s really cute. I admit, I have trouble saying no to tan abs. He picks me up in a very hot ride: a yellow Camaro with two striped bisecting its left and right side. We go back to his stepdad’s place and watch Hitch in his movie theatre-like basement.  He takes me home a few hours later so I can go to the mall with Katie and Tyler.

Kaylee’s birthday party! I need to make a mad dash to the mall in order to find a birthday present for Kaylee. I pass by Piercing Pagoda and see a belly button piercing I want to get for her. Yes, she did recently buy a new one or two, but this one’s differently shaped. Katie says they’re more comfortable since they can be tucked in instead of poking out. So I go for it. We make a run into Bath & Body works, and I get her this half lotion half glitter nonsense, that I decide I could use some too. It was only $4, so what the heck. Lastly, I want to run into Victoria’s Secret. As soon as I walk in, an employee tells me of today’s deal. If a Pink item is purchased, then a sizeable water bottle with a mini stuffed dog and a coupon comes free. Right then I know I’m buying something of Pink. She also mentioned that I could buy an $8 perfume and get the deal. I see nothing I’m truly interested in spending my money on, so I buy the perfume for her. Katie walks in from buying a smoothie for her n Tyler, and I ask of her to buy the perfume for me with my money so I could get another dog in a cup. She obliges since I’m giving her the coupon.

After, we make our way towards the play zone for little kiddies. Tyler runs around in the utmost adorable fashion. Of course it had to be placed directly across from Aunty Anne’s, so now Katie and I have to buy a food item. She gets a regular pretzel, and I get the cinnamon pretzel bites. We head home so I can pack Kaylee’s present together, and go over early to help set up.

I drive to Kaylee’s even though it’s just down the street in case I need a car. It turns out I did to make a run to Little Caesar’s to get pizza, and K-Mart to get ice for the drinks. We set up and xyz, and party people start to show up. I know basically no one. At least, I’m not friends with anyone them. They are all part of the JROTC scene, something I never got into. The only one I recognize is Alex. I hug him, but I guess old tension prevents him from really interacting with me. So I pretty much hang around Kaylee, Tay, and Brandon all evening.

One of the moms of the party has an idea for a game to play. I can’t recall what it’s called, but the gist of it is to hit people with a newspaper/magazine. Everyone stands in a circle, and one by one says either their middle name, or a name they’ll go by for the sake of the game. Half say their middle name, and the other half make something up. There are a few repeats, which will keep things extra interesting. The name I go by is Tay. She didn’t seem too fond of my choice, but I beam back a large smile as to signal game on. It was actually a pretty fun game.

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My Week as an Emerging Woman Leader

So I planned on making posts daily, but my less than great phone (Samsung Stratosphere) insisted that I needed to log into my account in the app market for only some apps. It wouldn’t be a huge deal, if it let me either log out or type in my password somewhere for verification. I used to be all about Android and an iPhone hater, but having this phone for going on 2 years, I may change my mind. But that discussion is for later. Since I couldn’t make formal posts, I texted myself what I wanted to note on. With all the events that happened…this’ll probably be a work in progress post.

Sunday, June 23rd:

Arrival Day. After driving circles around UC’s campus, I figure out where I have to be. I walk into Turner Hall, and a bunch of girls are chatting ceaselessly amongst each other.

INSERT: I left nearly this entire post blank to finish it later. Now it’s later, so a lot of the details have been lost. My old phone with some notes I saved is dead, so I’m winging it with the itinerary from the camp. So sorry, each day with be pretty brief. And, I’m typing this on my paper then transferring it over to my blog, so there won’t be links or tags.

I sort of learn about a few girls around me, one ended up being a roommate. We do this one exercise to get to know each other where we all sit in a huge circle, and if you’ve ever done the thing mentioned by the person in the middle, you have to run to find a new seat. It was insane, but fun. Leah, one of the girls I befriend right off the bat, but not to be a lasting friendship. She’s just a little too…’do what I say’ for me. But we go to the bathroom together since neither of us knew where it is (which it ends up being right around the corner) and might as well go together. When we’re there, I mention that I don’t like bathrooms. I had to quickly correct and say that I just don’t like public bathrooms. The look she gave me seemed like she thought I was a loony. Steak and potatoes (MMM!) was for dinner. Whipped cream for some reason came up in conversation, so I make the comment: there are so many uses for whipped cream…but not all I can mention here of course. Lastly, we played Apples to Apples. One of the girls tried to pronounce Quinton Tarantino as “Tuh Rahn Tin Oh”. Everyone started cracking up. We soon go back to our rooms to end the night for tomorrow’s early beginning.

Monday, June 24th:

First full day of camp. We all have breakfast (there was no orange juice!) and have an overview of the camp, and soon after we’re broken into our groups for the week. Ironically the three Sarah’s in the camp are all put in the same group. I’m slightly discouraged that our group only has six members, whereas some groups have seven. 9:30 AM rolls around, and it’s time to visit GE Aviation.

The building inside is impressive. Models of engines cascade from the ceilings and appear to be floating. We work our way around our tour, eventually ending up in a room where I assume where the presentation would be. It goes on four roughly two hours. If you asked any of the girls there, they’d say it lasted for days. The first presenter who took up 90% of their time rambled on about the most boring aspects. The majority of us are teenage girls, not particularly interested in working there for the rest of our lives. Nothing personal, but our ambitions lead us elsewhere. So we’re not interested in the difference between the models currently used versus the models used twenty years ago, the personality traits of the man who began GE Aviation, the history of how the company went global, and so on. Yet we learned it all. I can’t vouch for anyone to say that a single detail was absorbed, but as sure as rain the presenter preached everything he knew. It was cool how he was so animated about his job that he obviously loved.

After two hours, Dean Lewis (aka the head of the camp) asked for a five minute break. She easily noticed everyone drifting off and our eyes pleading for an end. He agreed and everyone excitedly jumped up. While everyone went to group up to chat, I went for something I learned while at INTERalliance Careers Camps: to go talk to the speaker, get your name out there, and get their information to get ahold of them later. He asks me what I’ve been up to all summer. I take this opportunity to shine. I tell him of my internship with Dayton Analytics: a new contracting busy currently working in cahoots with the Air Force. He’s very impressed and asks for more details. I explain that I code in R and that I do data analyses. As I’m explaining, Dean Lewis and some of my peers walk by and catch part of it. They also seem impressed and inquire for more information.

The five minute break is over, so we all return back into the room. I feel slightly exposed as a compulsive bragger, but I guess it’s how to get noticed and remembered. Doug (the INTERalliance President) tried to encourage us to brag about ourselves in all situations. So I tried to hush my feelings of being exposed, and move on with the presentation. Luckily, more speakers come up, each taking only five to ten minutes to explain their position and role in the company, and how we may one day be involved with them. Sadly the speaker I wanted most to introduce myself to left before I could have the chance to talk to her. After our round robin group conversations with the speakers, I try to personally introduce myself to each of them. Fellow campers saw what I was doing, and decided to follow along this time, sure to not be left out on the opportunities. We leave to head back to UC. I had never been as scared for my life as I was driving back. The bus driver was speeding faster than I would in a little car! And he was speeding in a one lane portion of the highway, both sides walled in.

Lunch wasn’t too shabby. We didn’t get the promised meal, but Quizno’s didn’t kill us. If you’d ever look at my Instagram, I posted a photo of my sandwich box. I’m not sure why, but let’s just roll with it. So after, we had an exercise with Professor Elaine Hollensbe. Our task was to create a device with the given materials (20 straws, the container the straws came in, and a short strand of tape) for us to put an egg in and drop it from certain heights. We also had to design an advertising campaign, commercial, slogan, the works. Our slogan (solely devised by yours truly): “Launching eggs since before Chickens.” Our “company” was called GE Aviation, standing for General EGG Aviation. See what I did there? Cheesy, but since I got snuffed with helping create the container to keep our egg safe, I figured I’d just stick with the advertising campaign. Our logo was a shirken (I was sad that no group member knew what that was, oh nerdy me) shaped like an egg. They wanted to name it Gwen, and so it was named Gwen.

Gwen didn’t last long. The first drop I think was 15 feet, and those were her last 15 ever traveled. Two of her competitors made it passed the first marker, but cracked (literally) by the second marker that was twice the distance.

After, we had Project Time. We had to devise a presentation (expectedly in a PowerPoint format) to present at the end of the week to the Deans of the University of Cincinnati and our families. I’ll explain how ours ended up on Friday. For now, I’ll mention that it was hectic and our productivity was basically at zero on the first day.

At 4 PM we have a workshop on Leadership & Communication with Professor Suzanne Masterson. Not terribly memorable, we just talk a lot about college and leadership. I took pages and pages of notes, but nearly none with her.

We decide to explore a bit. Amber and I end up on the 3rd floor. We run into a couple of very hot looking guys that invite us for pizza. Oh if only…

Tuesday, June 25th:

This morning we go to dunnhumby. STILL no OJ for breakfast! Their company statistically analyzes sales and customers. They invented the Kroger Plus card, along with other cards similar to. Their building is beautiful. It’s so innovative and youthful and open. The CEO has his desk out in the open with no doors or walls, freely inviting employees for conversation. There was even a basketball court, a place to work out, a gaming room and more. If I had to work in a corporate office, I’d want it to look just like there. We played a few games trying to guess customer types. I took a LOT of notes here. I loved it. And man was my tour guide hot.

Next we travel to Vantiv. Another company there’s a good chance you’ve never heard of. They work a lot of with credit card security, to sum it up in a nutshell. I took a lot of notes here also. They served us Panera! That was pretty fantastic. But here they talked a lot about themselves as women in high positions. We received some rad swag there: they gave us a souvenir cup with headphones and hand sanitizer. I again talk with a lot of the women before we leave. One I find so motivating, I mention she should consider being on TedTalks Women. All of them could, they were so moving.

On the ride home, I’m not sure if I thought of it myself or what, but when a fellow camper and I were talking to my project coach, we gave her, Gika, the nickname Gikachu. I thought that was a fantastic nickname if I do say so myself. She taught us that hi in her native language (which I think was Edo (?)) is kedu.

After a short break, we have the alumni panel (aka “Exploring Career Paths Panel”). Sadly, it was nearly the most boring thing I’ve ever done. But during team time afterwards, we actually got a lot done. And after that, it was dinner time. No official dinner was planned, so we had to walk into the college town to get food. A good portion of us choose Five Guys (a burger joint). And MAN alive were there hot guys EVERYWHERE around UC. I may have said hey to a few of them. Maybe. Before bed, we go to a little movie room UC has, and watched Pitch Perfect. Maria knew how to do the cups song, so she taught all of us how. We snacked on gummy snacks during, well, all the time. All I’ll say is never get in the way of a pack of girls and gummy snacks. Nuff said.

Wednesday, June 26th:

After breakfast, we have an early start with the “Social Impact, Business & Non-Profits” with Margaret Swallow. We learn a lot about coffee, and about people making a life for themselves from nothing. It got pretty emotional. We have project time, then another workshop with LaDreka KariKari (very cool lady) dubbed “College Apps”. Funny, with all of these workshops, it really feels like college and taking classes. Only the classes are different each day. Then we have another “College/Majors Panel” with a few alumni. Directly after is a “Diversity” workshop with Kim McGinnis (another very cool lady). During the break before dinner, Amber and I walk around on the 3rd floor again. We run into some guys at the end of the hallway. I shout at them, and quickly dodge their sights, thus framing Amber. Then when we run away, we somehow run into them at the other end of the hallway. Pretty freaky. When we’re leaving to go back to the group, we pass a room with the door open. A guy (apparently named John) laughs at the way I was laughing hysterically, and starts to tell us about his sister Daniel. All this conversation happens while we’re passing, so we just keep walking, laughing, and chatting before the heavy door behind us closes.

Thursday, June 27th:

The second to last day! Everyone’s pretty sad that camp is going by so fast. Breakfast is quickly proceeded by our meeting with Fifth Third Bank. We did this cool exercise…they gave us a bucket of Legos and told us to build a house. Everyone at each table starts grabbing to do things. Some groups denoted tasks, and some took turns with the ‘final’ product. With my group, since I had a group of static leaders, I decided to start working on my own piece and add it to theirs. My goal was to get wheels attached to mine contraption. It proved very difficult, but I eventually got it, and with seconds left, asked to take theirs and add it. It somehow worked, but was extremely delicate. They were treating this as if it were a project that a group of workers were assigned. They told us that we should have asked questions about it such as when is it due, instead of just going for it. So it was sort of enlightening. I do have to say though; our groups’ was the most fly of them all. Guess what time it is? Another student panel time! Woo. I wish they were more engaging. They are helpful, with their experiences of college and such. Then we had a workshop with Professor Elaine Hollensbe (egg drop lady) again. This time on Networking. Pretty interesting. Notes were taken. Then our next task was to assist United Way (a global volunteering company) with decorating and filling lunch bags to give to needy children. It was a blast! I took pictures of the scheme I had for my décor. Each bag was a new animal, sort of like a sock puppet. Everyone was laughing and enjoying themselves with the silly creations to be had. And everyone got a shirt! I love getting shirt souvenirs, hopefully one day I’d like to put most of my souvenir shirts together to make a quilt.

Then we had our last segment of team time. Our group hadn’t ever buckled down as much as we did then. We were quite productive, though I did feel slightly like a dictator. We had a lot to do in little time, and a few of the girls messed around. Maybe I was taking it too seriously, but I had high hopes for our idea. We had a few more things needing done, so we hoped that we’d have a sliver of time tomorrow before presentations to finalize things. At night, Priya, Amber, and I worked for a few hours on things to add, so we wouldn’t waste a second tomorrow.

Friday, June 28th:

Last day! The most stressful, yet it’ll be the most fun and exciting. Everyone’s packing up to have their stuff ready to grab and go. It’s the final reminder that this short week which felt like longer, that these few days to get to know a pack of girls almost as a family extension, will be gone in a few hours. My team executes our last touch ups, and begins to run through our presentation for the last time. We feel ready. The camp makes our way to a certain building on-campus that will be where the banquet occurs.

Katie arrives alone. My father has work so he stays at home. I tell her about the friends I’ve made, how camp’s been, and that our project will be the funniest (so we hope). The first group presents. Theirs is a nice informational presentation, as are the next two. A budget on one or two seems quite unreasonable. It’s my turn to go. My nerves are about to shake out of my body. I walk up to the front, keeping focused on Gika’s easy gaze. She gives us our last kind words before we go. The flash drive has a few issues starting up, which I actually am thankful for. It gave me a minute to collect myself. When it begins, I start my lines. I’m at the podium while the other girls are sitting in chairs aligned next to me. I ask who’s interested in college, who isn’t, and who doesn’t know. Certain girls raise their hands at their planned cues. I ask why each girl who said no and that they weren’t sure didn’t choose yes. At each problem a girl mentioned, I paused as if frozen in time, while one girl explain statistics (boo yah) on the likelihood of that being a problem. We added humor, as Amber had to explain that she was pregnant and told a silly story. Also Lauren said that her “GPO” (fake ignorance instead of GPA) was “like a 2 *maybe*. These occurrences are funny to us, but not too unrealistic. Girls really do get pregnant in high school, and many students really don’t know what they do in high school amounts to. After we present, the judges have to talk over who gets first and second. Everyone is on edge. I’m extremely proud of what we did. Even if we didn’t win, we knew we were the most creative and appealing. Though this isn’t just about that, it’s mostly about the probability and capability to go through with our projects and make them a reality. Mrs. KariKari goes up front to spill the places. She gives a small speech on how they were all fantastic, and it was very hard to choose. She says second place. They don’t seem incredibly happy, but still happy to place. The room falls completely silent in anticipation of first. A needle falling would have reverberated throughout the room. “First place…Team Vantiv!” My team jumped up in excitement. KariKari coaxed us to come up to the front to take our bag of prizes. For me, it wasn’t about the winnings (a lot of UC swag, which would probably cost a good chunk), but it was about knowing that our idea was the best.

That is how I ended my week becoming an emerging woman leader.

Saturday, June 29th:

Today I have my interview for INTERalliance Leadership Council (ILC) for the next year, and Sydney’s party.

The interview was impossible to find, and 5 minutes before my scheduled time, they moved it a mile down the street. When I got there, it were all kids that I knew and participated in ILC with the past year, yet they all acted as if I were a stranger with their “nice to meet you” shpeals. It wasn’t too bad, but the faux meeting made things incredibly awkward. Within 15 minutes I they let me know I’m done and can return home. Later I get an email saying I made it to the second stage of the process: an interview with Doug, arguably the easiest part that is if you can get a scheduled time. I watched the slots, waiting for more to open. Since I had work and camp and planned activities, I couldn’t make a lot of the available times for the first interview round, so I took one on the last day. By the time I received the approval email, all 16 slots were full, never to open or expand. This was the end of my seat on the council, at least for now.

When I got home, I had to quickly get ready in order to go over to Sydney’s. It started at noon, but I didn’t get home until roughly 2:00 PM. When we got there, their air was stagnant with awkward feelings. Sydney and I still haven’t gotten over fully our bout we had during the school year. We signed off on ever being friends, but at an Interact Club meeting at Carol’s, we decided to try to sort out our differences and eventually return to being friends. We swam and such, mostly Andrea and I messing around with Manon (Sydney’s little sister) and Sydney talking to Andrew (the only other party attender at the moment). Andrew got there around 2:00 PM and was the first guest to show. Andrea and I were the next to show between 3:30 and 4:00 PM. Tori (one of her closest friends now) made a cameo later on with some others I don’t recall, but none that stayed long.

Sunday, June 30th:

Planned to be a more lazy day, but Katie coaxed me to clean out her car for as my IOU for her picking me up from King’s Island. I swear I need to either drive or find a new source of transportation…

Monday, July 1st:

One, two, skip a few…Sunday and Monday! Well by the time this is first posted, I’ll have a lot of empty spaces for the rest of the days, but I figured it to be best to not get even more behind. First day back to work, and I chose to take a half day in the afternoon.

Ketch Up

Okay, so I’ve done poorly posting on time again. I need to cover Friday and today. Time to do some ketching up. Get it? ;D

Friday, June 21st:

Early morning work. Here’s a link of a presentation I made in a day: Climatology Database. I do have to say, since my work is going to further research for the Wright Patt Air Force Base, I need to cease disclosing things in what I post, sadly. This PowerPoint is just notes about climatology, but can’t leak anything. Mandy and I took a trip to Chipotle after a few hours of work and presenting. Jealous? I’d be. By the time I got home, it was only roughly 12:30 PM.

Katie lost her keys for awhile as I was writing this (Saturday). She looked eeeverywhere, even called the movies and Steak n Shake to check their lost and found. Luckily she found them, but where were they? In a pocket she said she never knew existed. She gave my dad and I permission to call her a Key Noob all weekend, so that’s what she’ll be addressed as for a short while! No guarantees that the nickname will end when Sunday night does, though. Anyways, back to storytelling now.

Had to do laundry and such, but nothing too extravagant.


Btw I’m taking a trip to King’s Island, so it’ll be abruptly cut off and to be continued soon! This song just came on also, and it’d be the perfect car ride montage song.


Right now it’s actually the first of July, and I have no idea what I planned to elaborate on. I remember we met some junior high girl since she was lonely. Oh wait! Also something that happened…Andrea and I had time for one more big ride and to get a snack before the park was to close. We sat near the Eiffel Tower and decided to rate passing guys. After awhile of low average numbers, a few guys pass by. We didn’t exactly have time to choose our rating before they came up to us. Surprised and not in the mood to make anything of it, I just sit back wondering what they think they’ll get out of this. The two guys ask generic questions about our age, where we live, etcetera. One starts telling me of how he and this girl were texting, and she asked him to send a picture. He complains in jest that she didn’t think he was that cute. He asks me what I think, and what I’d rate him. I ironically mention that I don’t rate guys, and exchange a glance with Andrea. They ask for our numbers. I give one a number or two off from mine, and Andrea apparently gives hers. Funny, all the next week he texts her and she’s not enthused. We end the night forgoing food, and making our way to The Beast.

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Rice Cakes

So uh, I expected not to get to writing about yesterday on time, since part of what I wanted to talk about happened very very late. So here goes~ Also, the title of Rice Cakes came from when I was talking to a friend of Skype. He was telling me of all the play on words people create for his last name (which is Rice). I thought that was a fantastic nickname, so thus my title was created!

Wednesday, June 19th:

Today is my only day off work this week, since tomorrow and Friday I’m taking half days instead of one full day. I woke up pretty late to a baby being loud (no he’s not mine, worry not). Besides going out to the movies, I have no other plans. About that…I don’t consider it a date. Would you with a guy from your school you’ve met via Facebook? I’m more into meeting in person before considering anything a date or dating. Anywho, his name’s Sam. It was cool to meet someone who’s as into video games as I am, and doesn’t seem awkwardly dorky. Though if you know me, I’m not into being catered or treating as a princess. I’m not going to diss at all, but that just isn’t my style. I like being treated as an equal, and I’m alright with being asked to make a sandwich for you. So our schedules mutually agree that tonight we’re both free. He comes to pick me up in his pretty snazzy car. He and my dad wait semi awkwardly at the door until it dawns on me an introduction would probably be nice. After, we make our way to the movies. We begin to learn a bit more about each other. We both adore cheesecake!

Oh, I forgot to mention, we’re going to see The Purge. We get in line and I notice a few people that I know. They’re kind of acquaintances so that I have the awkward decision on whether to pretend that I don’t notice them, or to say hey. I decide to go with pretending that I don’t notice them. When I get to paying for my ticket (made sure to so it wasn’t too obviously date-ish, but that didn’t take any effort since he didn’t offer either) and I get carded! Guess that’s to be expected for a rated R movie anyways. Luckily he is a guy that can keep a conversation going, until the movie starts of course. So movies start and ends. No awkward instances (yay). I kind of like it, I think it’s different from the usual thriller. He on the other hand, absolutely hated it. He’s not a guy that likes thriller/scary really at all. I was not aware of this. I was raised on horror, so this isn’t good. And after, he becomes really opinionated and talks about his interests, which is cool, but they just don’t align as I thought they would. He’s very much into Looney Toons, older cartoon, Christian dark metal or whatever that sort of metal is called, animated movies, and seemed nearly appalled at the fact that I’ve seen no Star Wars, Star Trek, or Lord of the Rings. Then again, a lot of people gasp at that. “You call yourself a nerd and/or a geek and you’ve never seen any of those?!?!?” No. I got into Caprica and Battlestar Galactica, what more could you want from me! Anyways to put this nicely, there was no clicking. He’s definitely a cool guy, just not for me.  Also, we for some reason got on the topic of rape. He thought for a second that the leader of the students who wanted to purge was going to rape the daughter. His opinion on the matter was that rape is much worse than death. So I make this kind of face. Am I weird for thinking committing death is worse? I know they’re both horrible things, but to me there’s no comparison. I don’t want to make it a would you rather sort of thing, but to me that was an awkward opinion. Welp, that’s how today went. Got home around midnight, did the usual Skyping, then slept away.

Today! (as in Thursday, the blog posted day is acting weird and saying it’s Friday):

So today. I had work, but it was only a half day, and it didn’t start until 1. The presentation I was working on at work isn’t finished, so I’ll have to link that later. It’s a presentation on Upper Air Climatology. I’m still working on finding a relationship between relative humidity and altitude. I’m sure going to want that Nobel Prize when I figure this out. During work, the community I game with was going absolutely nuts. There was some drama and the whole clan is splitting a lot are leaving. Also (as a little note to myself for later), I need to finish that presentation of course, create a template for Dayton Analytics, and uhh check email for whatever that last thing was.

So anyways, I got home, played with Baby Tyler until his poppy came to pick him up. At dinner, my dad said the greatest thing. “I almost went gay today, over ice cream.” He said it seemed so tasty that he almost cried. It was pistachio and honey flavored. Also, when I told him our cat was eating dog food, the response I was was, “+20 Dexterity”. So #rad.

Oh, and here’s a link to a video someone posted on the forums I thought was funny:

Third Week of Summer

I promise I’ll get to posting once per day very, very soon. I was going to after this one, but this weekend was a little nuts. I am pleased to say that I noticed I have three followers plus my dad, so thanks guys! I think that’s pretty solid for not advertising this blog myself yet. This time I’m only covering four days other than today, so this post shouldn’t be as extravagantly long.

Thursday, June 13th:

Last day of work for the week! I use some of the knowledge I discovered yesterday to compile a PowerPoint: Are Altitude and Humidity Related. This is what I came up with after five minutes given the topic from Mandy:

Not finished reading, but from what I may be understanding…it seems quite obvious that no equation on those wikis or the ones I’m reading have an altitude/height factor, but I’m wondering if that wouldn’t be the case anyways. I mean like, I know that altitude doesn’t just vary in height, but also pressure. And even the most elementary of gas/weather equations such as what I learned (PV=nRT) has factors that change at different altitudes. So could maybe the temperature and/or pressure and/or volume make up for not knowing the height? Cause I mean those factors would be different based on location anyways, so it doesn’t seem like there could be a directly correlating equation. And if you make up for the height with the other factors, the location and altitude can be recorded to sort of add that variable. Also in the mentioned equation, it factors in mass (or moles or molecules if the equation is manipulated) and I read something that gave me an idea that may be far fetched:

“1) Relative Humidity is defined as a ratio of mole fraction of actual water vapor, to a mole fraction of water vapor that can be saturated in dry air, where the two values are obtained at the same temperature and pressure. Key word to focus is … Pressure.
2) Mole fraction values are obtained from water density values.
3) Water density values vary with atmospheric pressure”

So maybe humidity can be directly in that equation since relative humidity could be expressed as a mole if the equation is assumed taken at the possible, constant saturation in dry air. Kind of far fetched ideas, but hey, we experimenting!

I didn’t exactly cite or keep my presentation in MLA format, so no judging. But then again, this entire blog isn’t in the most prestigious grammar and format, so I assume any critic would have been scared off by now. I had a meeting with Mandy and during my dad showed up, so I was able to show off my progress after my third day of work!

Friday, June 14th:

After a week of work and King’s Island, I’m pretty worn out. I use this as an excuse to do nothing. One would probably get bored with today’s lack of events, but I love it. Pajama’s and minimal work all day, what working class citizen wouldn’t love an entire weekday to do this?

Saturday, June 15th:

The day before Father’s Day. A phone call from Andrea wakes me up, reminding me of the Family and Dog Fair in front of Dorothy Lane Market (DLM) she invited me to tag along with. I have roughly half an hour until she says she’ll be there, so I start rushing around. Turns out Friday (my gorgeous dog) is in heat, and therefore not able to go. I arrive to the parking lot and locate Andrea, just in time for a cake walk. She mentions that she has won a cake two years in a row, and I fear she jinxed it. As the barking ‘song’ ends, neither of us are winning. So what do we do? We go into DLM to purchase a cake. I find one that says Happy Father’s Day and rummage through to find a good one. Then, I spot a section of Maple Bacon Father’s Day cakes. Without a doubt, that’ll be my purchase. Maple bacon treats are to my family as Elvis was to music, it’d be humorous to think they wouldn’t love it. I drive the cake home to excitedly show Katie. She is very pleased to see it. Now I need to make a run to the grocery to get stuff to make for breakfast. I get home, and I know what sort of card I want to make for my dad: a Diablo III UI card specially designed for father’s day. Here‘s the main screenshot that I used in order to make my own. I’ll post a picture of my final copy when I can. I spend an hour or two working on it before it’s time for Andrea to come over and to go out to eat for Betsy’s birthday!

We head to the Mellow Mushroom. Weird restaurant name right? Well they have gourmet pizzas and similar food items. It’s a really relaxed, delicious place to go. My dad and Katie talk of their few trips to other locations and how this one very recently opened. If you’re into that food genre, I’d definitely recommend it. We mess around while eating the Tai Dye and Gourmet White pizzas. Though the Tai Dye was my choice, the Gourmet White was definitely my favorite of the two. The Tai Dye was just too sweet of a pizza for me. Betsy orders a Mint Julep, which I find ironic since I remember them in a book I read in class last year: The Great Gatsby (definitely a recommended read). After we eat, the waitress brings Betsy a delectable cookie that she shares with the rest of the females while my dad is in the bathroom. It hits and leaves the table before he returns as if it were never there. My dad, Andrea, and I go outside to wait for the rest of our party to leave. He wants to take a photo of us on Vine in front of the sign. I know basically nothing about that social media site, so I go along with it and he said we need to move around since it’s more of a video. Andrea and I embarrassingly dance around, as if we forgot we were being recorded. I see the end product and beg for it not to be released out into the public.

When we get home, we play D3 for a bit. My dad becomes infatuated with the cake. I most definitely hit it out of the park. Then I go upstairs to finish the card for my dad. I call one of my friends Danny (<<33) on Skype so he can keep me entertained for however long I have to stay up. Luckily he was willing to stay up all night if need be, even though I offered a few times that he doesn’t have to and he can go to sleep. I end up not finishing until 7 AM, and I planned on getting up at 9 AM in order to make breakfast…Yeah, so I definitely plan to take a nap during the day since the next day I have work.

Sunday, June 16th:

Happy Father’s Day, readers! I somehow wake two minutes before my alarm sounds at 9 AM to make breakfast. I get downstairs and immediately decide that I don’t need an entire hour…so I slowly walk up and down the stairs finding random tasks to do. 8:25 AM rolls around, and I need to get started or else I’ll be late. I ready the bacon, and the last two pieces I burn on purpose for Katie (she enjoys it that way, I promise). They end up nearly setting off the smoke alarm. I begin on the eggs, toast, and set the table. The adults trickle downstairs and I direct them away. I finish just a few minutes out of my allotted hour. He seemed to enjoy the card, though not as much as last night’s cake. Oh well, I plan on making another since I was quite pleased with the end result. After a shower, we game for a few hours. Betsy comes over and joins us in our gaming affairs. Around 5 PM I direly need a nap. It lasts until roughly 8 PM. I come downstairs for dinner and may have accidentally passed out afterwards for an hour…So it’s roughly 9 PM. I get Katie to approve cracking into her beautiful pie. Dream whip is used for it. It’s kind of custard like, with macerated fruit for flavor on top. It’s so fantastically fantastic, that I pack a piece for tomorrow for lunch. I spend the rest of the night watching Katie and my dad play D3, then watching Betsy get killed in Spore. Sleep is readily welcomed.

Monday, June 17th:

My first post that’s actually posted on the day of me writing it! Pretty proud of that. My verb tenses were probably awkward at times, since I tried to pretend that what I wrote was current. So right now, I’m at work. I ate that piece of pie I brought, and sadly I’m out of any water or other drinkable substances. But, I’ll be going home in roughly 20 minutes! Today has been kind of an awkward work day…I couldn’t exactly get ahold of Mandy to give me stuff to work on. It’s not really like I could have been a productive little intern and worked on my own, since the thing blocking my progression was something I could not create. She was really busy with taxes and traveling this passed weekend/this morning, so I spent my time reading my PowerPoint, doing a small bit of research on R, aaand blogging. If I didn’t have so much time today, then this blog probably wouldn’t have become up to date. I emailed her let her know that I couldn’t be too productive, but she said it was all right. I also got to updating my Gravatar. I edited my bio to be like the bio that Mandy will put up on the Dayton Analytics site. Something today that popped in my email box I thought I’d share: Top Colleges for Harry Potter Fans. The more up to date my blog is, the more random stuff I’ll post such as that last link. I did also want to add, if you have a Steam account, feel free to add me! Well, all that really is in store for me for the rest of the night is probably some gaming and some sleeping. If anything else radical needs to be shared, then I’ll be updating this post. Until then!

P.S. If you know of a really good weather station with an anemometer and data logging that has a sensor included, can be mounted, and is under $200, maybe $300, let me know!

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Second Week of Summer

So I’ve still been pretty bad at updating this daily like my goal is to soon. So here’s the run down of my second week’s events:

Wednesday, June 5th – Friday, June 7th:

STILL very lazy and full of not being productive. One day I did visit Andrea to do some studying for what’s coming tomorrow…

Saturday, June 8th:

TODAY IS THE ACT! Yeah I admit that I didn’t prepare as much as I should have.

All right, so the ACT is over. The last time that I took it, my scores were: Science(27), English(27), Reading(29), Math(34), and Writing(7). The science (as agreed upon by both Andrea and I) was a heck of a lot harder than it was last time. Writing, English, and Reading were roughly the same while Math was a bit harder. Overall, I admit I don’t think I did as well. I guess we’ll have to wait three to four weeks and see!

I get home and try to figure out what I’m going to do for the rest of the day. Andrea and I have been talking about going on a little shopping adventure to the mall, but currently she’s busy shopping for new kitten hardware: litter box, food, toys, etcetera. Katie comes down and mentions that she wants to go. So I text Andrea saying that we could meet up or something, but I’m going with Katie if she can’t tag along. She can’t so after an hour and a half waiting for Katie to finish getting ready, we’re off to the mall and Plato’s Closet.

We first go to Bath and Body Works to look for Father’s Day smell-goods. With the buy three get two free deal, Katie says we can each get something also. After much self-debate, I go with Malibu Heat. It smells just like Summer, perfect as a seasonal perfume. Next, we go to Old Navy. Now usually I don’t go into that store since it’s not known for being the most stylish, but I’m looking for more of basics anyways. Katie finds some things for dad and I get some basic, soft, V-necks and a few $5 running shorts. After that, I know I want to go and look at American Eagle (which is ironic since I used to be quite against the preppy place) and Katie pops a few doors down into a candle shop. American Eagle was having this fantastic sale, where I got 3 shirts for $5 to $7.50 each. Then we make our last stop to J C Pennies. Our efforts for more Father’s Day gifts there were futile, so we head on out. But on the way out, I notice Regis’s Buy One, Get Two Free Sale. Luckily I found something similar to what I was running out of, so we each got something and one thing that we’d mutually enjoy.

Our next stop after the mall was Plato’s Closet. Katie and I peruse the dress and shorts sections. During our search, we notice cops, but we go about our business since we can’t exactly tell what’s going on. I lucked out and found many dresses that were priced well and very cheap. Coming here was the main point of our outing since at this time, clearance items were 75% off. Katie didn’t luck out as much, as she only really found one thing that tickled her fancy. While we cash out, the employee starts to fill us in on why the police were here. Apparently, a group of people attempted to steal clothing and move around tags so that they ‘save’ money. The employee, herself, was pretty pleased since she was able to catch someone trying to put their stuff back before the cops had noticed. They had been there for a good hour or two. Not too sure about the time since our trip seemed to take place outside of time until while in the dressing room I was informed that it was five ’till nine.

When I get home, it feels like it’s been a day or two since I’ve taken the ACT rather than the same day. So the rest of the night was a chill out night playing video games.

Sunday, June 9th:

Again, nothing productive really was done today. But tomorrow is my first day of work, so I guess I’ll talk about that as today’s post. So a month back roughly Katie and her cousin Mandy were hanging out and got to talking about me. Katie mentioned the opportunities that INTERalliance had provided me with as far as internships, but that I hadn’t taken any. Mandy started mentioning that maybe I could work for her. After a while, that developed into that I would work for her. I was ecstatic since I would be getting to have a serious internship for someone in the family.

Monday, June 10th:

My first day of work is today. Katie gave me $5 last night to grab some Timbits on the way to work to share with Mandy. When I head out, it’s raining cats and dogs out. I grab the coupons and make my way to Tim Horton’s. There’s quite a line there, so I decide to go in. It’d be easier anyways with these coupons. When I go inside, an old lady awaits my order. It couldn’t have been more of a complicated tasks. The few questions I had, she didn’t know the answer to. And the few questions I should have been prepared to answer, I didn’t (i.e. Do I want creamer and sugar in my coffee?). I allotted a good 10 minutes to be there and to be able to arrive 5 to 10 minutes early to work (a good precedence to set on a first day). This lady and I end up taking 20 minutes. So I flee to my car and drive the last leg of the short trip.  When I arrive, I notice a car directly in front of me also turning into WYCO (the location of my office). It’s Mandy! Humorously, she also has Timbits in hand. We briefly mention the irony and proceed to go in. I walk in and notice a handful of mostly familiar faces peering at me. It’s Ruth and Charlie (Mandy’s parents) and a guy named Tim. He’s a very friendly, humorous fellow I was told that worked there when Kathy (Katie’s mother) did for a short while. I feel slightly awkward and out of place, so I wait for Mandy’s cue to walk down the hall to where my office was. She guides me to the end of the hallway and into a very sizeable room for a teenager’s office. Needing to fetch the computer and accoutrements, I wait in MY office for Mandy to make a run out to her car. She returns and we set up what is to be my work desktop. It’s adorably small. Cords, pencils, pens, and a mini stapler and a pair of scissors fly about the desk. I completely neglected to bring any décor or my own utensils. We sit down and she begins to fill me in on her plan. The goal of my ‘kinternship’ is to devise graphs, best-fit lines, and more all using a programing language called R. It seems very similar to what languages I’ve seen so far, such as LUA, GIT, C++, and more. 11:30 AM rolls around, and we all go out for lunch. Pisanello’s is where we go and take roughly an hour, good food though. Then straight back to work we go. Sadly Mandy has to leave me to do work of her own soon. So she gives me a task: I need to try to use R to import data from the University of Wyoming’s weather information, and try to code a graph. After hours of trying to understand this basically completely new language, it works! Here’s the prototype. It looks very simplistic but hey, all I was given was a virtual manual compiled combines to a few hundred pages, and the R console. What’s that? You want to see a screen shot of what the nuts it all looks like to make? Well here’s the cleaned up desktop view. More pictures are sure to come your way, Reader. Unfortunately I didn’t have much musical entertainment since I only have my phone due to the lack of speakers. Here’s a link to my fantastic musical preferences. After work, I drove home and guess what I did. I hopped on D3 and Garry’s Mod!

Tuesday, June 11th:

So I’m kind of set to work today, but after talking to Andrea for awhile, today really was the only day that we could go to King’s Island for nearly a week! That’s kind of a lot when we haven’t been in about a week anyways. So last night I texted Mandy and she said that it was alright if I changed my schedule this week from Monday, Tuesday, Thursday to Monday, Wednesday, Thursday. She was all right with that, so off to King’s Island we go! Andrea’s dad offers to take us both ways since he wants to go anyways. We get to the parking lot and I ask Andrea if I could have my pass to get in. She digs and digs and it’s nowhere to be found…so I start to freak out a bit wondering if she would find it, if it was gone, if I would have to buy a new one, what her dad would think of me and her not knowing where it was, how I would get the pass to me if they don’t let me in, and much more worry. Her dad did seem quite mad, but we decide that the best course of action would be to go to the gate and ask if I could just somehow prove myself. I didn’t even have my license, so I was pretty worried that it wouldn’t work. Andrea’s father and a worker talk for a bit, while he peers back at me each time he’s asked out to spell my name or what my last name is. A few moments later, he’s handed a ticket and I can get it. I felt so immensely lucky since technically I didn’t come with any proof of who I am.

Then we all make our way to the wave pool of choice. The smallest locker is $16 no matter how long you use it, so we forgo that. Andrea, Zach (her little brother), and I quickly prance to the water due to the ground being so hot. When we get to the water, I once again timidly enter. Andrea taunts me to follower her at faster pace. So, me being me, I run as fast I can and pounce on her, causing us both to crash into the pool. We mess around and splash each other until we make our way to the end of the pool. This is where the most intense waves are.

After awhile, the life guards start to freak out. Apparently some kid started bleeding out of somewhere, so the pool is temporarily closed now. Andrea decides we should let her dad have a chance to get into the water anyways. He turns down the offer for now since he’s working on some things. (Her dad is a rocket scientist, pretty cool right?) Then we go off to the not-so-lazy river. Technically I guess it is considered the “Splash River“, so you go in expecting to get wet. We make a couple rounds before deciding we’d check the main wave pool again. Zach dashes in the fully occupied pool. Andrea and I spend a while attempting to located shays for us to lie out on. She spots one under an umbrella, so I dive off to ask the nearby lady if I could use it. She nods her head, so I return back with my trophy of success. I stand watch, prepared to snatch the next free one I can see. By this time, it’s just Andrea and I catching some sun. Eventually I locate one and we lay out, as calm as can be.

The sun stretches longer across the sky, a silent reminder that our day is soon to conclude. (I like that little phrase, so I decided to make it BOLD). Andrea attempts to reach her mother to ask if she could pick us up since her dad announced that we were to leave by 5:00 PM. No luck. I decide to ask Katie to see if she could pick up. She happily says yes, but that I owe her one. This made me slightly nervous…but I exclaim deal! So we bask out in the sun awhile longer. Eventually her dad and brother have to leave, and we walk them out before proceeding to the train. Of course our timing is just enough off that we missed it. The walk back to the amusement park seemed barely longer than the train ride, and we got to see a whole new view of the park. The mini entrance gate put us back into a part of the Kid’s Zone that we weren’t even aware led to the water park.

We make our usual coaster and arcade rounds. After many game analyses on my likelihood of winning, Andrea withers me down, and I play a mini basketball game. My nerves are a little on end, since losing will come at quite the statistical cost. I played this game last year and won Andrea a stuffed dog. Also I have a year of playing basketball for my school under my belt. So what happens after three shots? I missed them all. That feeling of utter defeat washes over me.

We take the entire day slowly, as if we actually acknowledge this time that our trips to King’s Island aren’t annual. It’s awesome. The day’s true end draws nearly, so we quickly talk about which ride will conclude tonight. The line for the Diamond Back was atrocious. Andrea pipes up that the Wind Seeker is the next best choice. My fear of heights prevents maximum enjoyment of the ride, but I kind of like it. We get in line to ride it. The line for the ride cuts off right before us…what timing. The fireworks haven’t yet started, so we count that as luck. As we rise up 301 feet, the fireworks still haven’t kicked off yet. We race back in line, in hopes of making the next ride. We miss it by mere people. As they work their way up, a bang is heard. The fireworks have began (begun?). Though we didn’t get to be in the ride that was timed perfectly with the nightly fireworks, we did get to be on the last ride of the night. The park is deserted as we head for the pick-up zone.  When I get home, I hastily crash into my bed.

Wednesday, June 12th:

Work again. Admittedly, I woke up late and got into work a tad late. Really all I have assigned to me today is to read thirty something pages of this R manual. The notes I took look insane! I may upload them later.

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First Week of Summer

All right, so here’s post numero dos. Technically my summer began almost a week ago, so I’ll give you the word on what’s happened so far. Fair warning, this post will be lengthy!

Wednesday, May 29th:

Today begins the end of junior year. I have to take two finals: AP Statistics and Sociology. I’ve been sort of lazy this year when it comes to studying. Last year, I’d spend hours of days studying for finals since I knew their grades would always be lower than my accumulative grade. This year, I did study. It just was sort of pitiful. I am pleased that on a final I took this passed Thursday went pretty well. I took my AP Calculus exam and I got a 95%! Best exam grade I’ve received thus far (excluding art classes which take effort to not get a 100%). I admit I’m pretty cocky about how the Soc one will be since my best friend Andrea did warn me of what was to come. And with the Stats one, math exams are usually pretty easy so I didn’t give it much time to prepare for.

So I’ve taken the Soc exam, and I think I did pretty well. I did have one of those moment where you know a fact very well, but you begin to second guess it. I ended up second guessing it until I swapped my answer on two nearly identical questions. I looked it up in the book and of course my second guessing ended up hurting me so those are wrong now. Oh well, it wasn’t too rough of an exam. We’re watching Youtube videos on the projector since everyone has finished the exam and we have 30-40 minutes left until the bell rings. One video was some Skype laughing train, and I don’t know how anyone could resist to laugh. **bell rings** Only fifteen minutes until my next exam!

All right, so I just finished the Stats exam and holy crap that was hard. Would I go as far as to say that was my hardest exam ever? Yes. The few days preceding today Mr. Rowe (my Statistics teacher) warned us to study the different types of tests. That is what I studied for what little I actually did study. The majority of the test covered every other facet of the semester. My fault really for not preparing for that possibility. I found it ironic the math class I found harder (Calculus) had a hell of a lot easier exam than this class which I found pretty easy. It was one of those classes that you kind of expected to get 100s on tests and quizzes. The final grade I had at the end of fourth quarter teetered on a 107 to 108% in the class, a pretty obvious sign of ease. If anyone reading this plans on taking that exam…STUDY STUDY STUDY.

So what does this mean now? SUMMER’S HERE! My finals and everything are done. Tomorrow Andrea and I plan on going to King’s Island for the first time this summer. We couldn’t be more excited!

After the exams, Andrea and my other friend Madi decide to go out for brunch. Madi tells us about this fantastic little place in the heart of Franklin. It kinda worries Andrea and I, but we go for it. Until my GPS is able to locate it, I take the long, scenic way around to Franklin. We cruise through the sketch part of the city, and end up having to take a little break to figure out where this little place. So we get to it, and it’s gorgeous. It looks like a little restaurant in some European country cut out and placed near a Wal-Mart. Madi and I decide to share a spinach and artichoke dip and a delicious roma tomato pizza. Andrea orders a cheese pizza. Make no mistake though, our pizzas may sound simplistic, but they were divine. We converse about the rest of our day’s plans. I need to go pick up some blankets that were taken from a volunteering event, Relay for Life, that Andrea and I worked last Saturday/Sunday. So Andrea and I go to Carol (our volunteering club’s adult coordinator)’s office on Main Street with Madi following. After we talk about what we should do next. Andrea and I are sharing the same idea: that we want to go back to my place and kill some zombies in L4D2. So I propose the idea that we separate ways for awhile, then go to Andrea’s for a virgin drink and sun tanning at the pool. Andrea comes back with me to my house, and Katie asks us what we want for dinner/dessert. Andrea pipes up that skewers of chicken and pineapple sound amazing. So I add that I’d like some sort of pasta noodle and pineapple upside-down cake. Due to our specific order, we make a trip to the grocery store. When we return home, we begin our zombie massacre. Now Andrea isn’t as intense as a gamer as am I, but she’ll go nuts when given a virtual machete, frying pan, or a gun. In the game, there’s this zombie called a witch. The point of this one is that once disturbed, she runs at you knocking you on the ground and takes all your health. Andrea’s made it a thing to attack them instead of avoiding which is the usual tactic. She’s miraculously been lucky enough to never be incapacitated by the witch. After a few rounds we make our way to her house. I take a quick 5 to 10 minute nap until Madi arrives. Once she’s here, we all hightail our way to the pool. We swim for awhile until the next whistle is blown. Then we tan. Laying out in the sun with a couple of friends can be one of the most relaxing things ever. We do that for awhile then Andrea and I meet back at my house for our planned sleepover. We hungrily consume our meals, and assume positions on the couch. I turn on netflix to a show that I can’t even recall. Wednesday soon comes to a conclusion and then…

Thursday, May 30th:

It’s our first full day of summer! I wake up and briskly shake Andrea to wake up. I rush up to my room to take a shower with some very loud, happy singing. When I finish getting ready, I run downstairs to fully greet her. She’s awake and ready. When the clock strikes 9:20 AM we pack ourselves and our accoutrements into the car. 9:21 AM, we’re ready for take off! But wait! Apparently we’ll need gas…meh, it can wait. Windows down, the sun shining warmly onto our excited selves, summer at last. Once we’re in Mason, I decide it’s time we get gas. While I’m pumping the gas, I remember something…I forgot my phone. As being a cellular addict, I know it’ll be rough to go 11 hours without my phone. Well, it’s too late now, our trip has already started. Gas? Check. Passes? Check. Sunglasses? Awh yeah check. We are ready.

We see it peaking around the buildings and hills. King’s Island! A giddy feeling flows up my spine, giving me chills. Excitement exponentially increases and distance decreases. We have waited for this day for what feels like years.

King’s Island at last. Andrea and I rush up to the front gate. We each hand our passes to the gate instructors (?) as we exchange glances of joy. As we’re accepted, we rush in. We look around as a man sprints up to us and insists on taking our photo. Kindly accepting, we take our ticket and dash down the street. The air is moist with humidity and gentle spray of the nearby fountains. After little conversion, it is decided that The Beast will be our first roller coaster of the year. The lines are surprisingly not too long. We make our rounds from coaster to coaster with intermittent snacks of soft pretzels and dip-n-dots. Eventually both of us decide that it’s time to head off to the water park.

It’s as if the train decided to wait for us, for when we get there, there are empty rows we splay out onto. The new wave pool is our next destination. We quickly sheer our clothes off and skip into the water. It’s absolutely freezing. I slowly wade in while Andrea makes a B-line for the depths as she calls back to me calling me a chicken. Nope, I am no chicken. So I chase after her. While we bob in the water infested with other young swimmers, a boy calls out at me. He tells me that we waited in line for The Beast next to each other. Cool. Andrea and I continue to mess around until I decide the waves are enough. We bask out in the sun at the slope of the pool. Floating and laughing, time seems to stand still.

Eventually we decide it’s time for another small snack and that we should make our way back to the park. When I get out, I notice that my butt burns. I peer down and I have a burn from rubbing against the bottom of the pool. Andrea has one also. I try to put a little sunscreen on it to prevent it from getting any sun that may worsen it. Bad idea. It felt like rubbing vinegar on it. After motionlessly contorting my face, the pain subsides. We dress ourselves and make way to the train. Of course it leaves as soon as we come up. Oh well, time to visit the concession shop. Both of us end up purchasing Cheddar Chex Mix, mmmmm. The next train ironically arrives seconds later, so we board it.

With the heat, we visit a few arcades. Our first one lands us a free forty-five tickets richer, so we scavenge other arcades for more lonely tickets to no avail. Andrea decides she can no longer resist the claw machine’s temptations. Luckily, she wins a cute little raccoon animal that we take on The Monster.

Our day concludes with various roller coaster riding. The Beast is the last coaster we ride. Our first day at King’s Island began and ended with The Beast. The sun began to fall and the moon began to rise as there is a mass exodus out of the theme park. We get back to the car and proceed homebound. A fantastic day if I do say so myself.

Friday, May 31st:

Today is uneventful, really just a day of rest. It’s full of sleep and video gaming. Nothing productive or memorable really happened. We did decide that we’re going to King’s Island tomorrow though!

Saturday, June 1st:

Best way to end a night at King’s Island with a best friend…

So Andrea and I are waiting in line for the Diamondback trying to time it so we can see the fireworks mid-ride. After a few lightning strikes and announcements calling for delays…, we decide to wait it out. We get to the platform and everyone’s just messing around since there’s only like 10 or so people left waiting. After a long wait and a new worker friended, the announcement comes…”All clear!” The few KI visitors and some workers hop on the last ride of the night. At the top of the first hill, fireworks appear. And to top of the fun and crazy night, we go to see our fantastic coaster photos. A few guys are using their phones to take pictures of their ride photos. One worker (soon followed by another) start screaming at the men to stop taking photos. What makes the situation? Both men are actually deaf.

That’s how you end the best Kings Island night.

~Sierra Ritter via Facebook

Sunday, June 2nd – now:

Very lazy and full of not being productive. Oh well, I think I deserve this staying low time.

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