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The funny thing about physics class

Mr. Segrest told us we would have a substitute today, that it was a former physics teacher from this school. I immediately turned to my comrades, Bill and Hannah (who isn’t dropping, yay!!), and pointed out that the irony of this was that we would not be able to get away with as much with a substitute teacher in the room as we would with our actual teacher. I expected that. I was correct.

I did not, however, predict that we would also learn MORE subject material from a substitute than we would from our actual teacher in an average day of class.

I really love physics class.

Also today after school I had a rehearsal inconveniently at 4:30 so I decided there was no better way to spend the two hours between the end of school and the beginning of rehearsal than to attend the first meeting of the Pony Club because Bill Potts advertised it so kindly to me.

I knew there would be bronies. A handful of bronies started the club, after all. One of those bronies who started the club showed up in the middle of the episode screening with a supermarket package of twelve tiny cupcakes (and fake tattoo sleeves). He immediately discerned that he had, along with everyone else in the room, severely misjudged the turnout. About 20 bronies and 10 girls (pegasisters, I think they were called?) came to this poorly advertised meeting.

I really love the unpopular side of my school’s community. Except I don’t think I’m going to go to Pony Club unless I have a need to kill time again because the show is just too inane for me to even deal with.

I seel fo kelf sonscious.

—me saying two sequential spoonerisms. what has my life become.

ok wait I don’t get this

but I don’t get most of physics so that’s not so surprising

This week before spring break, we had a quiz every day on a different principle of electricity and resistors and things. I did not learn this until Monday, the day of the first of three quizzes, but I didn’t sweat it - I knew how to do all this, it was just the opposite of capacitors, which I aced. I messed up on the values for the last two resistors’ voltages and currents and things, but there were ten resistors, so I got a B.

I was hoping for something higher, though, because some guy named Kirchhoff made a couple laws, which were the subject of the next two quizzes. I missed the day we learned about them for a rotating lesson, and there were matrices involved for solving them and gosh I don’t even know what. The only knowledge I had of the material, for each test, was what I obtained from briefly asking other students in passing, “Hey, what even is KVL and/or KCL?”

On the KCL quiz I was one of the last students with a test out. Bill Potts and Hannah Feinberg (who’s dropping nooooooo) stood beside me, just watching me as I put numbers together and tried to solve for the three variables by hand because I forgot how to make matrices because I learned that in freshman year and we never used it again. I had only set up the equations on a helpful hint from a fellow student. The KVL quiz was much the same story, except I think I went in knowing how to set up the equations, but still had no idea what to do with the matrix.

so why did I get higher grades
on those quizzes
than I did on the stuff I actually knew
just
what
okay

We got these plastic green baskets at our school so we would stop clogging landfills with styrofoam trays.

In which it becomes clear that it was okay that we did nothing during lab.

airdeari:

Sporting one of his famous fishties, Mr. Segrest approached our lab table and asked, “So how are we doing over here?”

“Great!” I responded automatically to ward him off, but Hannah and Bill replied honestly in the negative, which was reflected as I continued, “We are doing great. We are doing… awful, actually. We have no idea what we’re doing.”

Every time I return to the memory of the conversation, I must return to the brief notes I took as Mr. Segrest spoke. The first word I wrote was fluorosis, and when I think, I remember that we got onto the topic by discussing water quality. Piece by piece it comes together as I remember our strange conversation.

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Continuing this because I remember where the conversation went next! Mr. Segrest made a Hamlet reference when he somehow found an opportunity to call Denmark rotten. This allowed us to properly segue into a conversation about Shakespeare.

He expressed his distress that most people did not properly understand Shakespeare’s works, referencing a book called Shadow Play that explained the hidden symbols and allusions that revealed disguised political statements within the public-pleasing distraction of plots.

I’m absolutely certain there was even more after this. I’ll inevitably remember a little more someday and end up making a chain of self reblogs and cry myself to sleep at night.

In which it becomes clear that it was okay that we did nothing during lab.

Sporting one of his famous fishties, Mr. Segrest approached our lab table and asked, “So how are we doing over here?”

"Great!" I responded automatically to ward him off, but Hannah and Bill replied honestly in the negative, which was reflected as I continued, "We are doing great. We are doing… awful, actually. We have no idea what we’re doing."

Every time I return to the memory of the conversation, I must return to the brief notes I took as Mr. Segrest spoke. The first word I wrote was fluorosis, and when I think, I remember that we got onto the topic by discussing water quality. Piece by piece it comes together as I remember our strange conversation.

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Bill became tired so he slept on a lab table next to a pile of coffee lid and insulator, lovingly hand-shredded by Hannah. Bill Potts, everybody.

Bill became tired so he slept on a lab table next to a pile of coffee lid and insulator, lovingly hand-shredded by Hannah. Bill Potts, everybody.

The fruits of our physics lab.

We used a program to set up virtual circuits with capacitors and we had to determine how many volts each of them had. It didn’t seem to work for us.

This took so long to upload because it was a 50.6 MB file that everything in the world but YouTube thought was 506 MB. But here we are.

Follow Bill Potts! He doesn’t post anything, but you can relish in the fact that you are following a man well-learned in robotic war veterans. I wish I could give you the tumblr of the featured Spanish vocalist Hannah Feinberg, but she deleted it because according to her it was full of self-righteous vanity and no one ever followed her.

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physics is wonderful please do

WELL IF YOU INSIST……….

I will be recounting the events of a physics lab in which we (were supposed to have) learned about charge. I think.

I’m gonna tag all of this nonsense “fishties” because that is what my teacher wears.