I have three different concepts to talk about. Friday was dance showcase (which I hope everyone went to), and gravity was not on my side. All my costumes were strapless (wraps and dresses), so if I were to step on the bottom of them (which I did a lot) and fall, that would have been very very embarrassing. The dances were pretty fast paced, also allowing gravity to do its thang. But whatever. I also chanted, which involved striking a dead gourd with my hand and the ground. Along with force, sound waves were emitted from said gourd, which were amplified by its hollow structure. OH and I pulled a girl's hair. Tension was apparently involved so I could drag her across the stage, and increased and decreased as I tugged and released.
When I got home, I remembered to take pictures of my "native" hair, both before and after brushing it (which oddly enough, the 'after' hair eerily resembled my hair pre-straightening perm), which made me have to choose between my nice looking but cruddy camera and my silver, old, but very reliable other camera. As you can see, I used the silver one. As we all know, cameras employ lenses to take an object and make an image within its memory bank for reference later. The aperture opens and closes to let in light, which changes the brightness as intensity changes. To focus, a lens moves until the image is within the camera. Any different, and the image would be blurred.
And finally, as I realized I'm probably too jiggly for prom, I played with a resistance band to attempt to get my arms in shape. Which I know is A) impossible to do in 1 week and B)impossible unless I do some massive cardio. P90X much? Anyway, it's kinda like a spring. As the band stretches, a force is created directed towards the equilibrium point. The force from my arms override it, but the larger the "tension," the larger the restoring force until I release the band or relax it. My lack of strength means a small tension is hard for me to overcome with my own force, so the band is barely stretched. XD
Well, that's all, folks. Thirty-something weeks of head-bashing, tantrum inducing, greatest times of our high school lives. You all knew it was coming, you just couldn't accept it. I hope these quotes will invoke--as Mr. Takayesu would say--WONDERFUL memories about Phys B. I know some quotes aren't the same as memory serves, but it has the same effect.
"You keep accelerating! So that's why it hurts when you fall off a building." ~doc!
"Just google it." ~Bobby
"Doc, why'd you stop the lecture?" "I got a pain in my ass" "GREG, WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?!" ~MGS and doc!
*Greg returns to his seat after making sure there's no quiz* "THAT'S why I hate this period" ~doc!
"Why is graphite a good piston?" "It's self-lubricating!" ~doc! and Calvin
"Where do you want to see a wide-angle?" "A window?" ~doc! and Dylan
(Talking about the pool and snorkel experiment) "You can hear them gasping for air. *makes the noise* *laughs*" ~doc!
"See the test charge? *lets it go* Oop. *lets it go again* Oop." ~doc!
"We should move Hawaii to the equator." ~MGS
"How did you get to the cookies? I hid them!" ~doc!
"Aren't you glad Greg's not graduating this year so you can have him for Physics C, doc?" ~MGS
"Same hose!" ~Our class
"Why are you guys (Dani, Steph, MGS) working with those guys (Bobby and Calvin)!?!?!" ~doc!
"What are you doing?" "I'm stretching." "Oh, I thought you were waving." *Calvin waves* "Hi. *doc! waves back*" ~doc! and Calvin
"Are Ashley and Ian an item?" "No, Ashley has a boyfriend..." "They're always beating each other up..." ~doc! and Danielle
And of course, the Physics videos, which can be seen on Kaela's and Steph's profiles.
Sorry we couldn't make you that giant Jeopardy board, doc. But you know we love you so very much! I'm so glad all of us shared our experiences with you. Even though I'll have you next year, it's still very bittersweet to part so quickly. I hope you liked my last blog, doc. And good luck to everyone on the exam! And to finish off with my weekly blogs, I must always say:
Yay for so many memories! Yay for all our work paying off! Boo for the last blog ever. Thanks for everything, guys.
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