Welcome to Forever Finite, the most informative blog there is.
Two different authors contribute to this blog. They are: foreverfinite and infinitestory. At the top of the page, you’ll see their respective pages. Sometimes, strange people like to post on our blog too. That is normal.
Things might get confusing, with all these people trying to say stuff. But no fear: there is a method to the madness.
To aid you, the reader, I have taken the time to write a field guide for the denizens that inhabit this blog. Field guide is the appropriate term, because it is usually used to document the habits of untamed wildlife.
This Wednesday, the 16th, I went to Rhode Island for a swim meet. The bus drive there was only 3 hours long, so 6 hours in total.
However, I’m on the Junior Varsity swimming, but we had to race against the other schools’ Varsity teams. It was quite unfortunate. Also, we had nothing to drink.
My events, in order of funnest to least funnest were: 200 IM relay, 400 Freestyle relay, 200 IM non-relay.
In general, our team did pretty good against a Varsity team. To reward us for our good work, our coach canceled our practice today.
Today at 6:45 in the morning, I was kindly woken up by the fire drill alarm. Being the responsible kid I am, I only paused long enough to put on my pants, then rushed out the door. However, it’s freezing here, and I ran out without socks on.
But that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part was the salt that people sprinkled onto the pavement to melt the ice. Except all the little, hard, frozen particles of salt dug into my feet. On the walk back into my room, my feet felt like they were on fire.
I sat at the edge of my bed and scraped off a good pound of salt off my feet.
Today after swimming, I walked through the freezing cold, trying to ignore the hypothermia that was setting in. I reached Knight House with my fingers still intact (although only barely), and I reached into my pocket for my key card.
But it wasn’t there.
I had no choice but to sit in the freezing cold for about 20 minutes. Then I remembered that I could call security, and have them unlock the door for me. As I leaned over to use the call box next to the door, all the icicles began to drip on me. It wasn’t nice.
This weekend, I acquired a couple of nice cuts across my upper lip (I’ll leave it as an exercise for the reader to figure out why). In addition, the right side of my mouth feels like it was smashed with a brick wrapped in a lemon. It’s quite a numb and tingling sensation.
But none of that is actually interesting. There’s some history-changing stuff going on in the world, so who cares about my rites of passage.
I roughly copied this post title from a quote by Jason from the Foxtrot comics. It was in reference to Thanksgiving, which is a reference to today. For Thanksgiving dinner, I went to my cousins’ house. We had some food, including turkey.
Our turkey was massive, spelled with a capital M (not pictured). My grandparents had been entitled to one turkey each, even though we could only eat one anyways. So we ended up with a lot of turkey and 馄饨. Although truth be told, 馄饨 is not traditionally a part of a Thanksgiving dinner. But I’m Asian, so I really don’t care.
During this Thanksgiving dinner, I also learned a lot about my younger cousin.
All things must come to an end, and such was the case with my first term at my new school. (Notice that this post does not have a video, since most of you wanted me to refund your 35 seconds). This meant that I had to get back to my house somehow, because the school didn’t want to have to deal with me for another ten days.
Luckily for me, my parents had purchased an airplane ticket, so a majority of the distance between the East coast (where I was) and the West coast (where I needed to get to) was solved by the airplane. However, I still needed to get from my school onto the plane, which provided some difficulties.
Something happened to me today. I felt like it was interesting enough to be included on this blog, but I really didn’t want to have to type stuff up (like I’m doing now). So, I decided to try something new: YouTube! Check it out, and let me know what you think.
I know in Britain they might call it ultimium, but in any case it’s Thanksgiving break, which invariably accompanies a sense of finality. Although the REAL end (finals) are a full two weeks after the break, the first week-long break is still something to look forward to.
It’s been a slow last day, though.
Don’t you just hate it when the traffic light turns green, but the line is so long that it’s red before you cross? Well, I do. Especially when it happens 3 times in a row on the way to school.
Today there was an Unofficial Gathering of People of Chinese Descent/Heritage (abbreviated as UGPCDH). We had a lot of legitimate Chinese food, more so than all the Chine food I’d had in the past few months. We had some 肉包子, 烧饼, and 豆浆. It was very nice. In addition, the host has some 大白兔 candies, but there was a conundrum: they were too hard. My solution: microwave them for 13 seconds. Everybody else was skeptic, but it worked, and soon, everybody else was microwaving their candies too.
