For some reason, everyone was just being so rudely sassy at church today. It was like "Hm, who's gonna get roasted next?" and even the teachers accidentally started roasting people too. Insanity.
It's almost time for my sis to come home from China, and just this weekend she got the chance to actually go walk on the Great Wall. Apparently, she thought it necessary to twerk on the Wall... and put it on Facebook. Not quite sure what to think of that. *chuckle*
So, um, this was the last week of the math program... and I'm a bit sad it's over. By this last week, I actually felt like I was more friends with Cameron than Animo. Not that Cameron's a bad kid (though there were a few things he did that annoyed me a bit), but it was a bit disappointing that Animo seemed to gravitate more towards a few other people. I mean, I know plenty what it's like to end up being more of a backup friend than actual, close friend, and I'd been hoping such a thing wouldn't happen over the program, but... it kinda did, in my perspective. At least I never felt abandoned, because there were still other students and even TAs that I talked to.
At the very last minute, I got killed. In front of quite a bit of the group of students, too! Ugh, it was so embarrassing that I fell for Wei's trap so easily! *sings "Tears come streaming down your fa-ace~"* Like, I knew it was coming! I knew I should've known better the moment I blurted out "pencil"! GRAH!
Yeah, um, I doubt I actually explained... There was this thing going on where everyone was given a target that was another student in the program and the "kill-phrase" (which had been encrypted with Caesar shift, so easily solvable). Basically, you tried to get that person to say the kill-phrase, and if you succeeded, then you got their card for their target and tried to assassinate that person too, and keep going like that.
It was actually through the help of my friends that we got my targets to say the kill-phrase, so I had two victories under my belt, and at the very moment I had been gunning to try to get my 3rd person, who just so happened to be standing right next to the girl who I found out at the beginning of lunch was trying to kill me. So I'd already been wary of Wei because I had the sneaking suspicion that she'd already tried an attack before. I had a feeling the word was "pen" or "pencil" or something like that because of the attack.
But then Wei totally threw me off when everyone was preparing to leave the cafeteria cuz she'd looked so concentrated on whatever she'd been writing or doodling or whatever in her notepad. Cameron asked her what she was doing, and she said she was writing a poem. She then said loudly in general: "Can you guys think of a word that rhymes with 'stencil'?"
I was an idiot and blurted out my first thought without thinking, then immediately regretted it. She laughed in victory while I groaned in self-depreciation and mentally kicked myself, and people started "Ooh!"ing once they realized what happened.
How did I fall for that trap so easily? I knew she was trying to get me! And I'd heard she'd already gotten, like, 4 other people killed already! And I was yet another victim!
Since she managed to get so many people, her team got extra points, and the competition between the teams really got heated, as if it wasn't already. That was noon on Thursday, our last day of camp and of being able to earn point so our team could win. There was Jeopardy after that, and the same team remained in front of the pack, just like the rest of the week.
Our last hope for the crown was the last hours in the computer labs, where our teams had to decrypt some questions and earn points for having the answers for them. However, every person in the team had different keywords that were required for different questions and we needed to send them to each other in order to have what was needed to crack the question. The difficult part is that we needed to encrypt the keywords, because if another team figured out what one of your words were, you lost a point and they gained one. So it was a battle of being able to send and receive messages in your team and also hack others while hoping your own code wouldn't be too easy to crack.
Things weren't going well for my team, because we got a new member at the last minute and we hadn't had time beforehand to properly communicate. One of the guys in our team had made an advanced version of the RSA code we'd use, but it was only useful if all of us had it, and that was easier said than done. Some took a while to be able to access the updated code (and the new guy might've never found it, poor thing) and sending things to each other became more difficult than it should've been.
So, until that whole issue got worked out, he and a few other guys in my team decided to go on a hacking spree, sabotaging the other teams. And they were good at it. Boom, boom, boom, they got word after word from the others. And our own code was capable of having much larger numbers, so most of our stuff was too big for everyone else to handle, and we never got hacked back.
Within the last few minutes, everything pulled together a bit more and he got enough codes to decrypt two of the questions and get more points for us, sealing our victory over Olympus, the one that had stayed at the top since Monday. VICTORY TO ASGARD! (Asgard was my team for the last week.)
That was a glorious moment. So proud of my boyz.
It was fun being in all three of my teams (Djibouti, Madagascar, and Asgard). I remained at the same table every time, and the teams that formed there were really ferocious and did what it took to try to make things difficult for everyone else. Using long numbers and messages (often the longest out of everyone) was practically our MO, along with showing pride for our name. ("Long Live Djibouti" became such a common phrase heard in the first two weeks that it ended up being out in the Jeopardy game, along with the fact that French and Arabic are the official languages of that country, which was something my team wrote for our very first decryption, which had been by Scytale. Animo won the points for that question cuz she managed to remember that! I was upset I couldn't quite think of the answer in time, but at least it was a fellow Djiboutian that got it, right?) We were kinda the team of jerks, I think (this table changes you...), but I had fun and wouldn't want it any other way.
I have a long way to go still in reading the book they gave us, The Code Book by Simon Singh- partly because I have library books that are more pressing to finish than a book I was given- but I'm hoping reading it and having it around will help me remember the material I was taught, along with keeping around all my notes and codes. I can use the codes we wrote on Sage anytime I want, since it's linked to my Google account, so that's good. Maybe sometime I can find someone who would like learning a bit about cryptography and the codes from me and/or want to trade encrypted messages with each other to see if we can crack them. And I'm hoping I can keep up with the number theory stuff I learned by going over my notes (which are all in pencil, so I hope I can still read them fine in the future...) and playing the dice game we'd play every day in class. It was fun but nerve-wracking cuz we always had a time limit to come up with an answer, so I probably wouldn't worry about doing it fast.
I wonder if I'd ever find someone to play the game with me?... The only people I can think of besides those from the program are maybe my sis or her boss (who was my math teacher last semester)? Maybe?
I went with the youth to the SLC temple for baptisms later on Thursday, which was different. I actually became a little bit closer to the other two girls that were there too, so I'm a little less sure about moving out of the ward or not.
While there, I wanted to have a calm song going through my head instead of what was usually in my head these past few weeks- Vocaloid, Paramore, etc.- and ended up with "Cold Inside" by B Story. Ah, good memories. I first found that song in Alabama. I was then a little less into it than "Back Then", but I still liked it a lot. I've been trying to keep it in my head since then since it's among the most quiet songs I like. I feel like too much has been going on in my head lately, and having loud songs stuck in there just doesn't help. This'll hopefully help clear it out a bit.
To my surprise, they actually like to go out and eat something after the temple, so we ended up at McDonald's. Not exactly my favorite place ever, but I wasn't going to complain, and I was actually hungry... Plus, I got a vanilla cone, which was pretty satisfying. I'm not big for the burgers there, but I learned in Mexico that McDonald's ice cream is actually pretty good. It was a little bit too much food for me, but otherwise it wasn't that bad, and the trip was actually kinda fun. (We went to Astro Burger yesterday, first time for me, and I think the food there was better. I ate far too much, but at least I succeeded in going just slow enough and leaving enough on my plate, for once, so I could have another full meal today. And again it was too much. My dad decided to buy a lot of food at once there, in case you couldn't tell.)
I believe I forgot to mention that my mom and I finally tried Café Rio for the first time two Saturdays ago. It was unexpected for me, because I thought it was more like the kinda of place where you sit down and order and get a platter of things like... um... I dunno, enchiladas or something? And I thought it was going to be way Tex-Mex and stuff. But no, it turned out to be like Barbacoa. My dad had already eaten Café Rio before, so he was like "It's good, right?!" and yeah, it was, but... I think I might like Barbacoa a bit better, even though last time we had a burrito from there was years ago. According to my memory, I feel like it's better, but it could just be stubbornness and bias. Yeah, probably.
Again, I ate way too much.
My mom wanted to try playing Michael Jackson: The Experience for exercise, so I finally plugged up our Wii and we played for a bit. Just a few songs in, though, she got called by Abuelita, so our session was over and she told me to play whatever. Since I hadn't played Tamagotchi: Party On! in quite a long time, I decided to try it again. I discovered while playing that there were a few things I hadn't understood before, but I guess I learned them too late in the game, cuz the CPUs crushed me devastatingly. Even though they're supposed to be normal but slightly closer to being idiots. That was rough. I kind of regret giving that game another chance, cuz it was pretty mean to me.
The short story is so far only titled "Demon Story", which kinda sucks, but otherwise I think it's going okay. I plan to just try to have the whole thing written and then go through and speed things up and add more interest, because I'm already a bit concerned that it might be slow. It's frustrating because I feel like I need to explain things so the reader isn't totally lost, but at the same time explaining everything makes it go unnecessarily long and bore everyone! And I also need to figure out how much humor to put into it! Mraugh!
Last thing. I keep remembering how a few years ago I put up a pic of a product I found in Smith's that amused me so, which helped me decide to do it again. This time, it's Walmart. You know how you can sometimes find things like sandwich cutters and sandwich boxes hanging around, especially in the bread section? Look what I found~
The photo might be a bit stretched for some reason, but you should still be able to see that it's supposed to imprint Spider-Man's face onto your sandwich. I would've wanted to get it because it's so funny if it didn't also waste a lot of sandwich!
Later this week I'll be going back to my normal school for Financial Lit, so I hope that goes okay and isn't too long and painful for me. *zombie groan* Wish me luck!
