A Take on Lighter Subjects

In multi, Nyx, Tea, Gretchen and I (counterclockwise circle!) discussed the viability of different types of notebooks. Nyx said that her favorite was the ones bound at the top, because there aren't any annoying spiral wires and it's easy to write with. I suggested that there should be notebooks that are spiral-bound at the top, but hole-punched along the side, so you could tear the pages out and they'd still go into a binder.

To which Gretchen (I think) said, "You mean loose leaf paper?"

Then, in physics, as Boris came up to Bryant to inquire about physics problems, I noticed that he had a notebook bound at the top (unfortunately, it wasn't spiral) and hole-punched along the side. So I pointed it out to Nyx, and we explained to Boris about our discussion in multi.

"I like these notebooks better," Boris replied. "It's better to write on since I'm left-handed."

"Or you could just flip an ordinary notebook over and write on the back side," Nyx said.

"Yes," Boris said, "but I still think the world is handist."

"You would say that," Ali said, joining in on the conversation.

"It's true," Boris said. "The world discriminates against left-handed people. You try being in the minority some time." And then he realized that Ali was a minority (at least here, anyway).

So the conversation devolved into an argument of whether Boris was racist or not.

That was basically the first half of my morning. It went downhill (slightly) from there, with more powerpoints, and extended French. (I was debating with Nyx earlier whether I'd be better off in French 4 honors, or 5A. They go over a lot of the same things, so there's not a lot of material differences.) I played go with Yuma for half an hour (on the 5x5 board—that is how pathetic I am with go), then spent a good part of econ defending Yuma from Julie. Then I spent my free doing math homework and playing Plants vs. Zombies on Yuma's iPod.

Oh, the joys of life.

(I can also mention that I saw what's-his-face multiple times throughout the day, and we talked about things—including French, as it turned out—but that will probably be superfluous and will plunge this blog further into the deep dark clutches of teenage girl frivolousness—if it wasn't already.)