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HELLO!

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The Trees were Bleeding.
Mar 9, 2008 || 5:34 PM || comment?

Yesterday was a pretty much good day, finally having a math tournament to go to in a long while, and then in just a little more time we have math state, which is the first week of April, which is...three weeks from now. Soon, but not soon enough in my opinion.

I'm president of math club, girlfriend of two years, best friend of five, and all too curious. I found a book yesterday while at the LSU competition that pretty much answers the question: How do we make decisions? How are our brains different from a computer, we can compute all the same, and this one thing is it: our decisions are made because we have the capability to care about what happens when I do this instead of that. Your computer crashes as a response of too much head-desking. Computer's dead and you're left thinking..."What the fuck." Every living thing has one main state of mind, and that's survival. What makes us different from every other living thing is we can deny that instinct. If we wanted to, we could take our own lives.

I'm pretty much dead right now because I'm so tired, and even though I slept twelve hours, I'm pretty sure I could sleep twelve more. I have a calculus project due wednesday that I need to buy supplies for, and I hope it turns out to be pretty much okay. I spent two plus hours in the freezing cold for a video game (it's pretty sweet).

And now I have to go grocery shopping.