Saturday, March 13, 2010

Only at Cornell

It truly feels like Ithaca again. No more sun, and Ithacating, just like how I remember it.

It's the weekend, and I have papers to write, homework to do, and blogs to post. Sounds like a standard weekend here at Cornell. I'm sure I've posted something along these lines before, and if that's the case please excuse any redundancy.

The weekend is not
All its cracked up to be when
You're here at Cornell


That's the age-old promise. You have to go through the week to get a break for the weekend. Hence the Monday blues and the TGIF attitude. However, when at Cornell, the only difference between the weekdays and weekends is that you (usually) don't have classes on the weekends (which means staying up later and sleeping in). Other than that, it's the same. In fact, because you don't have class, you usually have to set aside time to do all of your big homework projects. And, unlike high school, you don't just set aside your Sunday afternoon- you set aside your entire weekend. In fact, I'm gonna give you another haiku because I'm in a giving mood:

Only at Cornell
Do you feel unproductive
Not working Fridays

Really. Friday nights used to be a time for fun. Now, if I'm not doing work I feel as though I'm wasting a lot of time. And it makes me feel guilty. Now to go write my paper.

Friday, March 12, 2010

When you wish upon a star...

It's an ugly day. I wish it would be nice again.

And speaking of wishes (see what I did there?), there are a lot of ways to make wishes. You can see a shooting star, see the first star of the night, blow an eyelash off of your finger, blow the candles out on a birthday cake, throw a penny into a fountain, throw a penny into a well, break a wishbone, and many, many more things. However, according to common wish-law, if you tell someone what your wish was it won't come true (which is why newly 13 year old boys don't share their embarrassing birthday wishes involving Jessica Alba). However, I find that this age-old wish-law has a problem:

Any clever child
Can find the loophole with the
"it won't come true" law.


Seriously, think about it. If you tell someone, your wish won't come true. So all you need to do is wish in the negative. For instance, if you want a unicorn, rather than wishing for a unicorn, you need to wish that a unicorn won't magically appear out of nowhere. Then, when you tell someone and the wish doesn't come true, a unicorn will appear out of nowhere! It's as simple as that. Now hopefully this knowledge will not fall into the wrong hands and result in pre-teen boys getting their giant killer robots. That could be bad. Unless we had enough wizards and dragons to counter them. That would actually be pretty awesome.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

World of War

Another beautiful day, I don't believe it. Enjoy it while you can, it's only a matter of time before nonstop rain.

The other day, I was looking at an article about Nobel Peace Prize nominees, and I stumbled across one, which I found rather odd. On the list of nominees, beside 236 others, is "the internet." That's right: that complicated series of tubes known as the internet we know and love has been nominated for quite the distinction. My thoughts?

The web is a great
Pacifier: Users turn
Thirteen years-old


Really, think about it. When it comes to the internet, there are no real wars- only flame wars. Why? Because everyone using it regresses to the maturity of a thirteen year-old. It's perfect for keeping peace. No pre-teens are going to go about starting wars (well, most of them, at least), at least not bad ones. And, if all goes according to plan, all our world leaders will start playing World of Warcraft, and become too addicted to bother with real war. Or maybe wars could just be settled without casualties and over WoW. Who knows. Consider this post to be my endorsement for the internet's nomination.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Poopypants

Another beautiful day. This is mother nature's way of foreshadowing the months of rain to come.

I've come up with a theory about the human nature based solely on the English lexicon.

If the words we have
Are any indication,
We hate each other.


Think about it. Try to think of all of the insulting nouns that you can. Asshole, slut, whore, bitch, jackass, twat, dumbass, smartass, moron, retard, idiot, nerd, noob, crybaby, hussy, pussy, wussy, poopypants, buttface, and the list goes on and on. Now, try to think of an equivalent list of compliment nouns. Umm... nice-guy, kind-soul, hard-worker... and that's all I've got. Seriously, either human beings absolutely hate each other, or we just can't bring our selves to compliment one another. Well, both of those are kind of true. So yes, judging by what words are available to us, I'd say that the fact that we can never have enough insults (and turn to insulting others' mothers) is testament to human beings' natural hatred.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Who names a place "Guam" anyways?

Last night we had Luis Foruño, the governor of Puerto Rico, speak here at Cornell. He spoke about how, in his opinion, Puerto Rico should become a state. If you didn't know, every year we offer Puerto Rico statehood, and they take a vote to become a state, stay as a commonwealth, or become an independent nation, and every year the commonwealth wins. Also if you didn't know, a commonwealth is a territory of ours, which mainly means that they don't have a federal income tax, but can't vote.

You're probably waiting to hear my opinion, so here it is:

Puerto Rico should
Be a state, but only if
They don't spread ideas


Really, I'm fine with it being a state, in fact, I think it's not a bad idea at all (though we'd have to adjust the flag, which is sad since it's just so pretty right now). However, they need to not inspire others to do the same. I'm fine with Puerto Rico being a state. However, Guam is an entirely different story. It's name is just too darn ugly. Maybe if they get rid of Kentucky, but until then- we don't have any more room for ugly sounding states.

Someone at the speech asked the governor how American citizens could benefit from Puerto Rico's statehood (apparently he's been watching a lot of West Side Story). He gave a decent answer, but I could think of better, so I shall share it. "How could we benefit from Puerto Rico's statehood? You may as well be asking how could we benefit from abolition of slavery? How could we benefit from women's suffrage? How could we benefit from the fact that "all men are created equal"? It's not just about Puerto Rico. It's about what we stand for. It's about liberty and equality. It's about America. Excluding Guam, of course."

Monday, March 8, 2010

Reading for the sake of reading

And it's another blue sky day! And 42 degrees. I don't believe it.

Last night were the Oscars. And I continued not to care through the whole awards show.

In other news, on Saturday I finished a fantastic book called The Name of the Wind. All 721 pages of it. I could barely put it down. The author just has this way of sucking you in, not just with the plot of the book but with the writing itself. It was while reading this book that I realized something.

Though we read so much
For classes, it's crucial to
Read for ourselves too


I had sort of forgotten how satisfying a good book can be after doing such a ridiculous amount of reading for educational purposes. Sure, I sit down with The Silmarillion each night, but that's not quite the same as reading a book in a couple of sittings. So I would like to stress the importance of finding time to read for yourselves. I know you have hundreds of pages assigned to you each night, but reading for the sake of reading is different. It works your brain in different ways and it's much more relaxing overall. So please, I encourage you to take time out of your day to do some fun reading. And maybe grab a copy of The Name of the Wind if you like fantasy books (ie Harry Potter). However, don't check the Cornell store because I bought the last copy from there.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

If I had a pet miniature person, I'd paint them gold and name them Oscar

Okay, I lied. It's another beautiful day today, in spite of my prediction. The sky is blue and it's warm. Strangely enough.

I'd say that Spring is here, but I'd rather not jump the gun.

Tonight is a rather large event in Hollywood. It is the Oscars. Another chance for rich and famous Hollywood stars to become richer and more famous. I'd share my predictions with you, except I don't really care.

The best part of each
Award show is not awards.
It's all about hosts.


Really, if I wanted to know who won which award I'd look online, or on the cases for the DVDs, where they're bound to appear. The only real reason to watch the Oscars is for the hosts. This year, it's Steve Martin and Alec Baldwin, who I reckon will double-handedly make it worth watching. Of course, neither is quite as handsome as Hugh Jackman, but honestly, that's not a qualification (trust me). I hope that this year's Academy Awards (which, for some reason, is just another name for the Oscars, although having an Oscar is a great honor than having an Academy Award if you ask me... it's like having a little person named Oscar) will be as entertaining as I expect. If not, I'll turn them off and watch some comedy compilation of the funny moments on Youtube. The end.