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Risa Naka, Beastly Queen of Managers, came back to visit today. She's having a grand time over at Cornell lording over their orchestra conductor, and brings us bits of positive news and interesting gossip. She's majoring in pre-vet (I think) to become a veterinarian, but of course that's only her excuse to conduct more secret experiments on the animals. Or play around with their carcasses. Incidentally, a nifty trick from Risa's chemistry professor: mix some hydrogen peroxide with some acetone (nail polish yah?), let it dry, and then touch it and it'll explode. Useful information for future reference.

Derek Mr. Buff-Bassist also came around. He and Risa are enrolled in nearly polar opposite schools. Forgot where, but he pretty much goes to a party school, somewhere nice and warm, where no one cares if they fail their tests and go chill by the swimming pool to forget about grades. If they did that over in Cornell they'd probably freeze solid. :X

Tall kid named Reed (spelling?) from class of '05 also dropped by. No idea who he is or how he's affiliated with the SHS music program, but he told interesting stories about the wreckage of various bits of campus during his time here. Wreckage not as in natural wreckage, but as in people driving carts at high speeds into wall and denting said wall forever type of wreckage. Lots of fun.

Vienna Teng's sister also came by our poetry class. I had no idea she took poetry. She certainly wasn't in IIIs. Must've been a II my freshman year.

Japanese Trio Shenho, Ning, and Julia were around in the parking lot, and the funny thing was, I only registered Shenho as being an alumni. I somehow thought Ning and Julia were still around and just accompanying him around campus. At least, for the first 30 seconds or so. Then I realized that Ning was an alumni too, but it was a bit late to greet her then. And it wasn't until they left that I realized Julia's also already graduated. Jeez. Information sure takes a long time to sink into my thick skull. But that's happened with Mr. I Like To Explode Waterbottles Ninad plenty of times, so I suppose it's not too much of a surprise. Shows who look their age, though. Julia always looks so little. XD

Right, past the alumni...

English project at Hoffman Hibbett's house. (Isn't that name so fun to say? Hibbett. Hibbett. Hibbett Hibbett Hibbett. Like ribbit.) Plenty of fun, we laughed our heads off, spent well over two hours and shot about 6 minutes of film total, out of which probably less than 3 minutes are usable, and plan to continue tomorrow. He has the cutest dog, Hunter, who's huge but a complete wuss at heart and runs away if you approach him too quickly. That dog has a humping fetish. Rather like Rice's once-in-a-long-while I-HUMP-UR-LEG fetish, except he's so much bigger than Rice that he doesn't have to hump the leg. Seriously. He was humping Karen at one point, I mean humping Karen, not Karen's leg, and Karen was like "AHHHHHHH GET OFF GET OFF GET OFF" and we were all laughing so hard our stomachs hurt and couldn't go help her.

I really like this thing of Having Nothing Scheduled After School, you know? No Japanese class, no orchestra, no piano or cello or guzheng, so much time!

'course, I then waste a lot of it reading George R. R. Martin's short stories. k I wouldn't call that wasting. But computer games and Yahoo!Graffiti and typing up livejournal entries, definitely. Better get to work now. XD

On an interesting aside, did you know that all through the Cold War, the code to unlock our nuclear missiles was "00000000" because Strategic Air Command thought complicated combinations were for candy-asses? We didn't get proper codes 'til 1977. :3