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philthecowAP Chemistry Class
Lauren: Then you'd divide the moles by the liters, which is the first number you got...
Dr. Feuer: And so the answer is six-point-eight-molarity. Is everyone OK with that answer?
[Silence, confused looks, but everybody is OK with the answer because this is math and we have to be.]
Dr. Feuer: [tangential] You know the interesting thing about organic chemistry? Well, carbon is a very important element and...
Lauren: [noises of contentment] Ba doo pa doo, ba doo ba boo. Ba pa doo ba.
[Everyone turns in Lauren's direction. There is laughter and a few cries of "Who WAS that?"]
Lauren: What? Noises? Wh...oh, that was me. So everybody heard me singing? [more laughter] You mean that was out loud? I thought it was just in my head.
Jen: That was awesome, Stokes. I think it's going to make the notebook. [Jen sketches in a little Lauren saying "So everybody heard me singing?"]
Emily feels vindicated because according to her I always make noises but she's the only one who can hear it because she sits next to me. Apparently I make "robot noises" because I am a robot (this, according to Emily, is the only way you can explain my brilliance) and robots have to make noises to think, what with all of their buttons and gears.
Play Practice
Mr. P: So Jill will say "honest" and Laura will say "kind" and Emily will say "unique" and Lauren will say... Lauren will say "Catholic".
[Jill starts laughing so hard that the rest of the room starts laughing along with her and it takes five minutes to quiet us down even though the only real joke is that Jill thinks that I'm an atheistic religious fanatic and thus Jill finds it ironic that I get to say 'Catholic'.]
2:35
[Lauren is walking out of the art gallery and bangs her elbow into the door, at which point her backpack takes over and she collapses onto the floor. Margarita and Alex begin to laugh like maniacs.]
Lauren: [picking herself up, bowing] Thank you, thank you, thank you very much.
Alex: I'm sorry. [tries to control herself, fails] But that was so funny!
Lauren: [in that awkward moment when you realize that you are an idiot and you have no way of getting out of it] What am I supposed to say?
Margarita: Well, is your elbow OK?
Lauren: [suddenly laughing at her own private joke] Sorry, I have to go oil it.
Lauren: Then you'd divide the moles by the liters, which is the first number you got...
Dr. Feuer: And so the answer is six-point-eight-molarity. Is everyone OK with that answer?
[Silence, confused looks, but everybody is OK with the answer because this is math and we have to be.]
Dr. Feuer: [tangential] You know the interesting thing about organic chemistry? Well, carbon is a very important element and...
Lauren: [noises of contentment] Ba doo pa doo, ba doo ba boo. Ba pa doo ba.
[Everyone turns in Lauren's direction. There is laughter and a few cries of "Who WAS that?"]
Lauren: What? Noises? Wh...oh, that was me. So everybody heard me singing? [more laughter] You mean that was out loud? I thought it was just in my head.
Jen: That was awesome, Stokes. I think it's going to make the notebook. [Jen sketches in a little Lauren saying "So everybody heard me singing?"]
Emily feels vindicated because according to her I always make noises but she's the only one who can hear it because she sits next to me. Apparently I make "robot noises" because I am a robot (this, according to Emily, is the only way you can explain my brilliance) and robots have to make noises to think, what with all of their buttons and gears.
Play Practice
Mr. P: So Jill will say "honest" and Laura will say "kind" and Emily will say "unique" and Lauren will say... Lauren will say "Catholic".
[Jill starts laughing so hard that the rest of the room starts laughing along with her and it takes five minutes to quiet us down even though the only real joke is that Jill thinks that I'm an atheistic religious fanatic and thus Jill finds it ironic that I get to say 'Catholic'.]
2:35
[Lauren is walking out of the art gallery and bangs her elbow into the door, at which point her backpack takes over and she collapses onto the floor. Margarita and Alex begin to laugh like maniacs.]
Lauren: [picking herself up, bowing] Thank you, thank you, thank you very much.
Alex: I'm sorry. [tries to control herself, fails] But that was so funny!
Lauren: [in that awkward moment when you realize that you are an idiot and you have no way of getting out of it] What am I supposed to say?
Margarita: Well, is your elbow OK?
Lauren: [suddenly laughing at her own private joke] Sorry, I have to go oil it.
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Date: 2004-02-02 10:46 pm (UTC)Spilling potassium premanganate on oheself is nota good idea howeve.
GOD I CANNOT TYPE!@
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Date: 2004-02-03 12:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-03 12:25 am (UTC)but molality is not
and you are a robot
(kind of like ima robot, but SO much cooler.)
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Date: 2004-02-03 01:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-03 05:44 pm (UTC)*sigh*
i'm starting to think i was wrong about the tmbg fugue. but then what was i thinking of?? my brother and i discussed a fugue by some band he likes sometime... crappy crappy crap.
re: Play Practice
Date: 2004-02-04 04:01 am (UTC)*rimshot*
Thank you folks, I'll be here all week!