4th of July Notes

I went to Chad’s lakehouse on Lake of the Ozarks for the weekend.  It was very tranquil, and I learned how to jet ski.  I don’t think you’d normally put “tranquil” and “jetski” in the same sentence, but I suppose that’s the kind of life I lead.

The drive to and from the lakehouse was nice.  I really am fond of the road.  But seeing so many fireworks go off (on Friday the 3rd and Sunday the 5th) was confusing – why do people have such a difficult time with the date on this weekend?

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Quote of the Weekend:

Marius:  If you could pick any animal…what would you choose to be?
Josh:  Hmm…falcon.
Marius:  Okay, now given that you’re this animal, what one super power would you have?
Josh:  Oh, easy.  Punching.

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I beat Super Mario World in around 20 minutes while we were out on the lake and without cable.  It’s certainly not up to the internet’s standards, but I’m proud of it.  Especially since it was my first time in years playing it on an actual SNES (as opposed to the Gameboy and Wii ports).  I wish I knew how the Trauschs kept theirs in such fine condition.

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I guess I’ve got a big day at work tomorrow and shouldn’t be dawdling around on the internet for so long.

Raisin Bran

Kind of hard to keep updates when I’m working 10am-9pm shifts.  But I’m just making excuses for myself.

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I made an important purchase decision at the supermarket last week:  breakfast.  I knew that joining the workforce would mean I was no longer allowed the fluffy 1-2 hour window between waking up and leaving the house for class.  And I’d need stuff to eat.

It’s a miracle that so many Americans manage this far.  How am I supposed to pick out one food that would be my morning meal for the next 2+ weeks?  The driving force to push me groggily out of bed?  Talk about a decision!

As per the name of this post, I ultimately settled on Raisin Bran.  It was close – as some (well, maybe two) know, I’ve got a special affinity for Honey & Nut Tasteeos, the supermarket’s knockoff alternative to Honey Nut Cheerios (like you hadn’t figured that out).  It’s tasty, and I’d be able to buy it in megabulk.  But I was afraid I’d get bored.  There was nothing to mix it up.

Here’s why Raisin Bran is great: raisins. Big surprise, huh?  Raisins change everything.  Every spoonful becomes a game – you’ve got to balance the propotion of raisins to flakes.   Some bonus spoonfuls have an extra raisin.  Some bites without raisins you just have to grind through to get through the bowl.  See…variety!

…I can’t be the only one who thinks about asinine crap like this, right?

College.

College. Damn.

Here’s a video that fairly succinctly explains what graduation is like.

Second, a forewarning: This is a very *me* post.  If you have no interest in lists of inside jokes, see you next week.

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Of the many reasons why I like writing: Pieces of paper have an infinite memory.  The internet never forgets.

Here’s the (expanding) list of things I hope I’ll never forget about college.  Kind of like the closing scene from The Girl Next Door, only I’ve got more writing space to work with (and fewer Elisha Cuthberts).

Freshman Year

There's just so many things to comment about here.  This image should be *huge* on the internet.

There’s just so many things to comment about here. Kramer Poster, the ratio, the Mike Lew face.  This should be *huge* on the internet.

  • Recouping
  • RA Brian
  • D3: Bigger, Longer, & Quacktastic
  • “Zighbi,” “Skillz”
  • Disco Dolls in Hot Heat in 3D
  • Bear’s Den, the Bradley Bomb, the Buffalo Chicken Caesar, and of course, Patrick Ewing
  • “wtf is b00n”
  • Arrested Development at 2:00a.m.
  • Half-pledging Beta
  • Arnold and Shadows of the Collossus
  • Something dying in our bathroom
  • Not liking Marius when I first met him (I know, I don’t get it either)
  • The bush near the B-school on the way to the frats
  • “Push your limits” (by proxy)
  • The shopping cart trip to Bear Mart
  • Accidentally meatspinning Anthony’s mom
  • Roller hockey, and relatedly:
    • The Garlands
    • “Step up, Matt R”
    • “C’mon, Sully”
    • “THURSTON”
    • “Slow ‘er down, JP! 21!”
    • “1-1-2”
    • Dollar Gatorades at Quik Trip
    • Bob Evans
    • The Hockey Playlist; “Walk Away”
  • Neve Stash, Mikembe Dutumbo, and flipping the first letters of any two words
  • The World-Champion Pittsburgh Steelers
  • The Statue of David (and later, the iPod Guy, Soulja Boy, and the Juggernaut)

Sophomore Year

Dear Future Self:  I promise that, 20 years ago in 2007, this was a really cool and funny costume.

Dear Future Self: I promise that, 20 years ago in 2007, this was a really cool and funny costume.

  • Girlzilla
  • Jonas, WR
  • Raja Bell
  • That other roommate
  • Dick in a Box
  • Mud Wrestling
  • The Matt & Josh moving company
  • “Unfortunately”
  • Secret handshake with Craig
  • Ski Trip
  • Santa Fe
  • Professor Johanek, Mark Shevitz
  • Smash, and relatedly:
    • The Epic Sesh
    • The Rotay
    • Walkin’ it off
    • The Good Captain, his girlfriend Anne
    • Sweet Lou
    • Weakachu, the Win button
  • How to Become a Hipster
  • Ruining Beyonce
  • Soulardi Gras

Junior Year

I have no idea how someone managed to tag me in this (I'm the forehead & curly hair near bottom left).  The tall guy behind me would eventually throw an elbow across my face, and eventually-eventually get tasered by the police.

I have no idea how someone managed to tag me in this (I’m the forehead & curly hair near bottom left). The tall guy behind me would eventually throw an elbow across my face, and eventually-eventually get tasered by the police.

  • “SND”
  • Nature’s Glove
  • Dan Beckman
  • Driving to White Castle with Carlos in the snow
  • Doo dah doo doo (and part 2)
  • My office in the B-school
  • All the crap I did abroad (needs a separate post)
  • Girl Talk Concert, the Taser, Sammy
  • The moustache party
  • Rams games, outnumbering Rams fans 8-1 at the Rams-Steelers match
  • Cigar Nights with Jake

Senior Year

Man, look at all these goofy haircuts.

Man, look at all these goofy haircuts.

  • “Bang Out” Day
  • Pocket Josh
  • Climbing the fence onto the baseball field
  • Margaret’s Birthday Party
  • My Parents’ Birthday Gift
  • “What do the 5 fingers say to the face?”
  • Family Thanksgiving Dinner
  • “Do you always go around trying to pick up gay guys?”
  • Dan Kandy’s Party Dream
  • The Prohibition Party, and subsequently, the Punishment Barbecue
  • The 8.5-boy Man Room, and specifically:
    • Disagreeing with Straszheim about everything, simply on principle
    • Balls in the nuts
    • Going into Woody’s room to watch Youtube videos
    • Double D waking up on top of a pile of meat
    • “Tron!”
    • Bumming cigarettes from Brian
    • Brad ordering wings only for himself prior to the AFC championship game
    • Truffle Shuffles
    • Crossing swords with Owen Wilson
    • Always suggesting, but never eating dinner with Danny
  • Getting Zach into Pinup Bowl
  • Practically having Jimmy John’s on speed dial
  • Five broken windows
  • Discovering, after four years, that the local pizza place gives discounts to college students if you show your school ID
  • The 45-minute Teach for America infomercial

If any of that made sense to you, I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.  Man, what a heinously fast four years.

The GMAT

I thought that for this week’s post, we’d take a closer look at one of the aforementioned “productive” uses of my class time: preparing for the GMAT.

For those uninitiated, the GMAT is the standardized test that you need to get into a graduate business program, similar to the SAT you’d need to get into any college that doesn’t have the word “community” in its name.

I don’t actually know what G.M.A.T. stands for. What I do know is that unlike the SAT, the GMAT is a CAT, which stands for Computer Adaptive Test (personally, I was hoping for Cereal Advocating Tiger). This means two things:

  1. You get to do the whole thing in front of a computer (positive!), and
  2. The computer is smarter than your typical test booklet, and makes the test harder as you answer more questions correctly (negative!)

Also like the SAT, the GMAT consists of a Writing, Verbal, and Quantitative section. The third is really just a math section. I think the test makers just wanted to be pompous, so they gave it a bigger name. Supposedly nobody really counts the writing section for anything.

You end up getting an overall score out of 800, which is derived from your scores on the math and verbal sections. Those are each scored out of 60, even though the sections are 37 and 41 questions long, respectively. And if that wasn’t enough, the test weighs your right and wrong answers differently depending on the difficulty of the questions it fed you. I suppose what I’m trying to say is that I have no idea how this thing is graded. Intuition suggests that answering more questions correctly leads to a higher score. This was as far as I got.

Oh, no, wait. The test also gives you a percentile score, showing where you rank compared to all the other people who’ve taken the test. I’ve got no idea why they’re still messing around with 800’s and 60’s and things, but I guess some people just like to make work for themselves.

The ultimate positive of having the test done electronically is that my score gets calculated instantly. I took the test and walked out of the building with my grade in hand.

You could argue that standardized tests don’t really do a great job of measuring aptitude. The test really measures your ability to take tests more than anything else. I’d agree with that. My mom points out that it’s a shame I can’t take tests for a living. Love you, Mom.

If you were thinking of taking the GMAT (or any test, for that matter), here’s a 3 step system that’ll probably raise your score by 40 points:

  1. Read Everything. The GMAT loves to ask questions like this:
    All of the following equal 4 EXCEPT:
    a) 2+2
    b) 4
    c) Firetruck
    d) 3+1If you’re rushing and don’t read everything closely, you end up circling A and looking like an idiot. This has always been my biggest crux in taking tests, and probably always will be.
  2. Write Everything. Most of the math functions on the test are easy enough for you to do in your head. But the more you do in your head, the more likely you are to forget that the answer should be a negative number. Or something equally insipid. And the devilish test makers seem to always pair the one correct answer with the three incorrect answers you’re most likely to arrive at when you screw up mental math. Writing it all down really doesn’t take any extra time.Writing everything is helpful in the verbal section, too. You might not have time to re-read everything you’ve written, but writing notes as you read a passage on a freshwater lake’s summertime ecology and water temperatures (yuck) is bound to help you better absorb the passage info. Unless freshwater lake summertime ecology is kind of your thing.
  3. Practice the Test. At roughly 4 hours in length, the GMAT is a freaking marathon. Practice doing the whole thing without breaks. It’s a lot harder to answer simple math questions when you’ve been staring at the light bulb that is your computer screen for the past three hours. But get used to it.

One final note: I wish death upon the Princeton Review. Be very wary of the scores you get on practice tests provided by guys like Princeton and Kaplan. I was sweating bullets the day before my actual test after taking a practice exam from Princeton and scoring a good 100 points lower than either of my other practice tests from mba.com. Then it occurred to me that those jerks didn’t really care about how much the practice test low score frightened me, they’re just trying to do business (“Hey, that score’s kind of low. Looks like you’d better sign up for a review course, y’know?” or “We guarantee that your score will go up by 100 points or your money back!”). One of these days I’ll throw a brick through someone’s window.

I wore a suit today

Today was presentation day.  I had to wear a suit.

This prompted absolutely *everyone* I bumped into over the course of the day to rattle off one of the following comments:

“Hey! Why’re you looking so snazzy?”
“Nice threads today!”
“Big presentation / interview today?”
“You look good today!”
“Why are you all dressed up?”

Of course, everyone’s got their own little cutesy way of saying it to make it sound totally original.  But it’s not.  You’re complimenting your buddy on his suit before you even know the words are coming out of your mouth. I know you’ve done this, too.  Probably every time you’ve ever seen a colleague in a suit on their way to class.  You don’t even think about making the comment, it just happens.  Suit day automatically changes commentary from “what’s up?” to “looking good!”

What’s curious to me is how blatantly apparent it is every single person I talk to is making judgments and assumptions based on my clothing.  Moreover, you don’t suddenly notice your buddy is wearing a suit when you started talking to him; you’ve got that figured out as soon as you made eye contact with him all the way down the hall.  You could even further conjecture from here that even the people I don’t talk to are judging me based on my clothing.  If you’ve read anything by Malcolm Gladwell or have ever taken a Psychology class, this isn’t really anything groundbreaking.  It’s just interesting to see such a blatant real life example.  Makes me wonder how many people make judgments about me based on whether or not I gel my hair in the morning, or shave the night before.

So here’s experiment #1:  How many days in a row would I have to wear my suit before people stop complimenting me on my apparel?  How many days until the day I switch back and people start asking “ew, what happened today?”

Even better was when I bumped into a friend on my way to Physics class.  It was outdoors, and my winter coat was zipped up to the brim.  So she asked “why are you wearing a suit today?” based solely on my pants.

Experiment #2:  I’m going to go out one day with just the suit pants on.  Under my winter coat, I’ll wear a dirty t-shirt with a giant penis or something drawn on the front in sharpie marker.  Someone will comment “Looking good today!”, and I’ll unzip my coat and say “actually, I’m wearing a dirty t-shirt with a penis on the front!”  I wonder how people would react to that.

Experiment #3:  Why should I have to wait for presentation / interview day for people to give compliments on how I look?  Try this one:  Tomorrow, compliment any one person on how they look (especially if it’s me!).  No reason, other than that they happen to look particularly good today.  Let’s start sharing the love.

Happy Text Message-Giving, I guess?

Why are people wishing me a Happy Thanksgiving via text message?  Is this the new thing?  Is this going to happen again come Christmas?  Should I be flattered?  Do I need to send a response?  So many unanswered questions!

Action Steve points out that the overwhelming majority of the text-givers are iPhone users.  I wonder if Apple is prompting people to start text spamming their buddies.  Those egomaniacal pricks.

In any case, I’m glad so many people thought of checking my name off as they went down their cell phone contact lists.  Sad though, that despite their best efforts, it’s been kind of a downer of a holiday.  That’s not what you’re here to read about though, this a happy blog.  Go watch…I don’t know, House? ER?  Curb your Enthusiasm?  Whatever show it is that’s all about sad people being miserable.  Watch that if that’s the kind of crap that gets you off.  Though I guess you really shouldn’t have needed me to tell you that, which would render the last four sentences or so moot.

On the plus side of things, I ate a whole freaking lot.  As any of you who know me even remotely, this is not a normal occurrence, even for Thanksgiving where binge eating is cool like listening to indie radio.  Three heaping plates of food, followed by a half tub of Ben & Jerry’s.  And I’m still hungry – I’m currently eying a stray can of Chunky New England Clam Chowder in the pantry.  Mommy is frightened that I am going to go back to school all pudgy-like.  I’m thinking it’s just making up for all the beer calories I haven’t been consuming this week.  Hope everyone else’s parents cook like mommy does =)

What am I thankful for this year?  I’m thankful that there are still five very healthy, mostly happy though largely bat crazy members of my family.  And I’m thankful that you people take enough interest in me to keep tabs on my thoughts instead of looking up the latest Lolcat or what have you that’s the new big thing on YouTube.

On Birthdays

Lots of people like to send birthday wishes via Facebook message these days.  But do you know what’s really special, and really doesn’t require any more effort?  A simple phone call.  You might not realize what kind of a difference it makes until you recieve one, but trust me.  Try it out the next time one of your friends has a birthday (*ahem*).

Thanks Jillian, Matty, and Marius (and you?) who thought to call.  I really appreciate it.  And even more thanks to Ozzie and Action Steve, who came all the way out to St. Louis to help me celebrate.  And even more thanks to Mom & Dad for flexing their creative muscles.  You guys blow me away.

The 10 Best Things My Grade School Taught Me on Accident

Biology. Chemistry. European History. English Literature. Calculus, maybe.

If you asked your typical High-School graduate what they were taught in grade school, those are probably the answers you’d get. Which is a funny thing. In the real world, you and I probably don’t really use any of that stuff. Granted, I’m not a Lit Professor or a Doctor or a BioChemiHistorian, or maybe a few of those classes would have come more in handy.

Still, through my high school career, I managed to learn a lot. I can’t really directly credit any of my professors for it, though. It wasn’t really the things they said or the specific assignments they gave that taught me anything, so I guess I’d say I learned this stuff on accident. Here are 10 that I’m actually making use of today, with a little bit of psychological backing mixed in.

1. How to Bullshit.

The best class I ever took in High School was probably the most obnoxious. Advanced Placement US History, a class notorious in our school for assigning 2-3 useless essays every week and for a professor who never looked into anything beyond the intro, the works cited, and the page length. The main focus of the course went quickly from “read the chapters and analyze them” to “pick out two or three random bolded sentences and turn them into two or three random pages.” It became an art form. I can now confidently turn any sentence or phrase (“How to Bullshit,” for example) into a number of paragraphs.

Why is this important? Because I’ve got crap to do. Just because my teacher has a syllabus and my boss has an agenda shouldn’t mean that I have to waste my valuable time writing nonsense that he’s not even going to look at twice. That’s hours of free time I now have to do things that are important to me. Like video games.

Here are some quick techniques you can employ today if you’ve got a length-based task at hand.

First, it’s absolutely impossible to measure the right margin on a printed out page. Drag and drop that sucker a couple of quasi-inches to the left, in towards the text, and Wham! You’ve got a few more lines.

Second, increase the size of all of the periods. Easier to detect, but minimally. Just Control+F, switch to Find&Replace, search for “.”, and replace it with another “.” of a larger font size. The text will still be the same font size, but magically, your document is longer.

Third, use Courier New font. It looks small, and looks like a typewriter. But it’s HUGE. This will add the most length to your document, but alas, some teachers can pick up on the fact that you’re not using Times New Roman. So be wary.

2. How to Plagiarize.

Here are three simple mathematical equations you need to drill into your head: 1) Plagiarism = BAD. 2) Paraphrasing = ACCEPTABLE. 3) Plagiarism + Thesaurus + Works Cited = Paraphrasing.

Here’s a fourth equation, too: Shift+F7. That’s the shortcut for the Thesaurus in Microsoft Word. Every time there’s a distinctive adjective, Shift+F7. Want to change the word “change?” Modify it using Shift+F7. You can make a given sentence sound exactly the same but look completely different just by adding a few simple keystrokes. By utilizing a keyboard shortcut, you can create an entirely new sentence while conveying precisely the same message.

Just be sure that you internally cite your source at the end of the paragraph.

3. How to Write Engaging Paragraphs.

Abraham Lincoln once said, “Despite my best efforts at churning out nonsense at blazing fast speed, my History professor was still reading the intro paragraphs.” Actually, it was me who said that. But you’ve just witnessed the power of the most important technique to make any paragraph stellar: Start with your most interesting sentence, and end with your second-most interesting sentence. It’s human psychology that these two sentences stick the most. The two most accessible sources are direct quotes and proverbs. I guarantee you that any paragraph that starts off with “Abraham Lincoln once said,” or “you can’t judge a book by it’s cover” is an interesting read.

This was another skill I picked up in US History. I knew that even though I could probably get away with Lorem Ipsum in my body paragraphs, my professor would still possibly be reading the intro and conclusion. So those had to look *good* . Throughout all of my English classes all those years, I never increased my vocabulary as drastically as I did through my work in US History. I learned just how easy it was to turn boring and generic words into eloquent and engaging sentences, without really adding all that much to the actual content.

I know too many people who underestimate the importance of being able to write competently, especially now that such a great portion of our daily conversations occurs via email or Instant Message. Don’t get caught with the ruffians; your ability to write is your window to new jobs, friends, and opportunities.

But enough about writing.

4. How to be Nice to Authorities.

There are lots of people who absolutely suck. They’re completely illogical, obnoxious, and self-centered. 9 times out of 10, this is your teacher, boss, or supervisor – you know, the guy right above you and completely in control of your workload and your life. You’re going to have to accept that that’s life and that you’re going to have to deal with it. But you can make the best of the situation.

You’d be surprised at how big of a difference the little things can make. By no means do you have to suck up to your boss or bring your teacher a shiny apple in the morning. Simply saying “Good morning, Mr. Hodgson” and smiling when you walk in to class can be all it takes. If you’re feeling really gutsy, ask him about the weather, his kids, or last night’s sports game or must-watch TV show. Make sure it’s non-work related. Soon enough your boss will smile and chat back, even if it’s briefly. Then maybe when he’s deciding on whom to assign that over-the-weekend project, he’ll remember that you’re going to the Yankees game this weekend and give the project to someone else. Or when you want to get out of work 2 hours early on Friday to get a head start on your out-of-state trip this weekend, he’ll just reply “Sure. See you on Monday.”

Even more importantly, an authority figure who’s on your side can help you out of sticky situations, even when they’ve technically got no power in the given context. That’s why knowing a staff member at a University leads to a significantly higher acceptance rate, even though she’s got nothing to do with the administration board. That’s why you’d likely take your best friend’s car buying advice more seriously than that of Consumer Reports, even if he’s never owned a car. If it’s not yet obvious, the other force besides authority here is peer pressure. If a co-worker asked you for a favor that didn’t require you to exert any extra effort, wouldn’t you do it?

By the way: The last 1 time out of 10 the self-centered person is you. Don’t forget that everyone in the world is looking after numero uno—himself. You’re foolish if you think otherwise.

5. How to Lie to Authorities.

Sometimes it doesn’t matter how nice you are to your boss; some people are just immovably ignorant of others around them. So you’ll need to lie to them to get what you need: an extension, time off, whatever.

The most important thing to do when lying is to act naturally and with levity. Frame your lie so it’s something you accept, something that’s not a big deal, something that’s obvious, or something you simply write off. This is hard to pull off if you’re not a professional actor. The easiest thing to do is put yourself in an actual situation where you’d have to truthfully make a similar case. For example, say you were a 19-year-old kid trying to buy a beer with your new fake I.D. What’s your response if a bouncer/bartender/cashier says “Hey, you don’t look 21.”? You tell him the same thing you’d tell a cashier who thought you looked too young to buy cigarettes. “Do you think so?” Or, “I know, tell me about it!” The same applies when your boss asks “You really need to drive all the way to St. Louis just to turn in and sign some forms?” “I know, tell me about it.”

I’ve actually gotten away with using “my dog ate it” as an excuse for not turning in my homework. You know, the cliche excuse that hasn’t worked since my great granddaddy invented it at the last turn of the century.  It’s not the excuse that broke, it was the execution.

6. How to get the OCD Girls to Do your Work for You.

Without a doubt, the best tactic in working with groups is letting the girls do almost all of the work. Guys, you should be grinning and nodding silently to yourself right now. At least if you’re remotely competent.

See, one of the many things with High School girls is that they love doing their own thing. And it’s great that they’re driven to be independent. What I quickly realized is that there were a great number of girls who loved picking their own phrasing and slide color scheme almost as much as they loved picking their outfits in the morning. “So, while you write that up, I’ll do some checking up on my fantasy baseball team more research” was music to their ears, and to my insatiable thirst for minimizing my own efforts.

7. How to let Teachers Fix your Work for You.

This one’s especially useful for writing-based assignments, where grading is ridiculously subjective. It’s also incredibly easy. All you’ve got to do is go to your teacher’s office hours and ask them to review a draft of your work. If you’re friends with them (point 4), or if they aren’t absolute hard-asses, they’ll be more than happy to sit down and go through your entire paper with you.

You gain:

  • Insight on your current ideas and arguments
  • Suggestions for additional ideas and arguments
  • Teacher’s faith and trust that you are a good student and you really want to do well
  • Better grades

You lose:

  • Any spelling or grammar errors
  • Maybe 40 minutes of your time

For the best results, make sure you consult with the person who will actually be grading the paper (i.e., if the Teacher’s Assistant is grading the paper then you’d be better off talking to him than to the professor). And don’t go in too early, otherwise the professor might expect to see another revision.

By the way, this absolutely works in the business world as well. The underlying psychology is the fact that people LOVE giving their opinions (especially in areas of expertise), and they love demonstrating and exercising authority. So when you think about it, you’re almost doing your boss / professor a favor. And that’s why he’ll be more than happy to return in kind.

8. Table Manners.

My brother still thinks I chew like a cow, and relentlessly reminds me of the fact that I’m chewing with my mouth open (or some other similar grievance) every time I come home for dinner. But at school I wouldn’t be caught dead. That’s the kind of banal garbage that girls and guys will comment on behind your back if they’re polite enough to not ridicule you about to your face.

The rules are probably different for girls than they are for guys, so I’ll stick with what I know. The most important rule here is to make sure that you’re not making any noises when you’re chewing. This probably means keeping your mouth closed – not because I don’t want to see what you’re chewing (I’m probably ogling the girls at the table next to us, anyway), but because I don’t want to hear it. Lip smacking is probably the loudest offender of food-chewing-noises. Elbows on the table is okay if you’re eating a burger or something. And talking with your mouth full, in a cafeteria setting, is fine as long as you’re not showering me with food bits. You’re better off talking and laughing and risking it than being the quiet kid in the corner.

9. How to Artificially Inflate your Resume.

Nobody cares about your GPA anymore. They want to see how involved you are.

Here’s the thing you might not have realized: after-school clubs in High School rarely (if ever) amount to anything more than just hanging out with fancy names. Even clubs that take themselves super-seriously will hold regular meetings where you’ll listen to a few BREAKING NEWS notices from the President and

then goof off with friends for 30-40 minutes. And you might even get a slice of pizza or a soda out of it.

The next catch is that the powers that be aren’t terribly interested in “how many clubs can you sign up for on Activity Day?”, but they want to see leadership roles.

There’s a simple way to beat that system, which I like to call “Vice President.” It’s rarer in collegiate clubs and beyond, but as far as High School was concerned, the Vice President never has any defined role. Consider: The President takes care of the important decisions. The Treasurer counts the beans. The Secretary writes stuff. The Vice President sits in meetings and offers his support. That’s about it.

Even still, High School is a great time to get a feel for leadership in an organization, with minimal time-commitment and zero pressure if you screw up. Plus, I worried that the board might get suspicious if they saw me down as Vice President in four different clubs.

Actually, I guess you could also argue that your resume was never really about telling employers all about the nice and dandy things that you do, but rather that It’s mostly a means for them to see how adeptly you can spin something mediocre into something extraordinary given a limited amount of space. Remember to use your Bullshit and Shift+F7 tools profusely.

10. How to NOT Procrastinate.

Yeah, I know. Procrastinating is the student’s bread and butter. And I learned in high school how to beat the bug. Whoa.

I can understand why you might like procrastinating gratuitously. And there really is no reason why you should tackle an assignment on the day it’s given when it’s due in two weeks. Especially not when there’s Internet to adventure.

The thing is, I’m not really a fan of pressure. I’m an expert at not getting worked up or freaked out about schoolwork sorts of things, but still, saving up an entire research paper to churn out on the last night just doesn’t appeal to me as a fun situation.

Looking at your assignment as a whole makes it an impossible task to tackle. There’s no way you want to write 15 pages right now; the game is on and you’re kind of hungry and you haven’t checked Facebook recently and you might as well read that textbook chapter since it’ll take less time.

Here’s a better way to look at it: Block off the next hour of your time, and devote 45 minutes to work and 15 minutes to play. You can block out e-mail and video games for just 45 minutes, can’t you? Wash, rinse, repeat for a few cycles over the course of a few days, and you’re on your way home stress-free. Not to mention, now you’ve got a draft you can probably with your teacher and let him fix all your changes before he grades it (or don’t remember point 7?).

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Here are some other things I learned but didn’t write about because 10 is a nice number.

  • How to get revenge, discreetly
  • How to prioritize your time
  • How to sleep in class / look like I’m paying attention
  • How to handle pressure
  • How to have fun at work
  • How to bend the system to my needs
  • My spanish teacher would murder me otherwise, so to be fair and honest, how to speak and read Spanish

All all, not a bad curriculum. I probably could have done without that year of Biology, though; what a waste that was.

Class dismissed.

Allergies

Maybe the saddest thing in the world?  I’m allergic to my own home.  Seriously.  Outdoors, in the car, at the Yankees Game, no problem.  But the second I come home, I can’t breathe out of my nose and I need a tissue every 43 seconds.

The second saddest thing in the world?  Sunday was the last time I’ll ever see a game in Yankee Stadium.