By: Neil S
Hi astronomers! Yes, my OD report isn’t done. Yes, it’s due in an hour and a half. But yes, I also am aware that on my list of priorities, writing this blog post is at the very top, so here I am. This blog post is probably going to be a mix of quite literally everything. This is a straightforward way of saying that I couldn’t pick a single theme so we’re about to go through them all.
First things first, quotes. I’m not talking about some sappy inspirational quotes. I’m not talking about quotes you use when you’re citing people. I’m talking about QUOTES. On the first day of SSP, after realizing how insanely quotable this campus was, I decided to set up a quote log and that was probably the best decision I’ve made in the entire program. I’m going to do my best to sum up the entire program with a series of quotes.
This is just a fraction of the available material, but I think with this series of quotes, I have successfully captured the essence of SSP. Let me know if I’m missing anything (please I’m actually curious). Anyways, moving on to the next thing in Neil’s hodgepodge of random things that he’s throwing together and calling a blog post (yes Joey, I said hodgepodge unironically): bookshelves. For those of you who are unaware, a bookshelf is a magical object. When used correctly, a bookshelf can be both a source of endless knowledge or the foundation of a grand illusion. Simply put, we here at ONL love bookshelves.
Source: Dude, trust me.
Also this big one. Somehow I managed to suggest this and it actually happened. Thank you Dr. H for inspiring me.
Oh my, SSP ONL. The land of magical bookshelves and soup. Even though it would make miso happy to talk about the latter, pho real I think you guys have heard enough soup puns to last the educational experience of a lifetime.
Anyways, it’s time to get soupy (or sappy?) and talk about the thing I’ve been trying to avoid talking about. SSP. Is. Ending. I wasn’t really sure what to do. First things first, let’s open with a song. We have not yet had the time to record this song yet, but there was something Bewley and I planned to record (although Bewley takes almost full credits for writing it because they’re just insanely talented). Have fun with these lyrics. Note that these had originally started as a celestial coordinates diss track but somehow ended up as just being a good song about SSP:
No, no, no
What you know about missin’ out on some sleep?
When your brain goes numb, you can call that SS-freeze
When Dr. F talks too fast, put that stuff in slow motion, yeah
I’m feelin electroweak like a boson, ayy
What you know about missin’ out on some sleep?
When your brain goes numb, you can call that SS-freeze
When Dr. F talks too fast, put that stuff in slow motion, yeah
I’m feelin electroweak like a boson, ayy
Kim says that we’re smart (damn straight)
I’m like “yeah, that’s true” (that’s true)
I believe in A-I-J (ayy)
Don’t believe in N-A-S-A
This math keeps playing me dumb (play me)
But they do math for fun (uh-huh)
Y’all I got to know my peers, oh
Lemme give you the picture like NIRo
Falling behind, ‘scope was out
No pics, rain was pouring down (pouring down)
See, that pain was all around
See, ONL was kinda lounged
Didn’t know which-which way to turn
Data was cool but I still felt burnt
Energy up, you can feel my surge
I’ma reduce everything like this purge (ayy)
Let’s just get this straight for a second, I’ma work
Even if I don’t do linear regression, I’ma get it (get it)
Everything that I do is electric
I’ma keep it in a motion, keep it moving like kinetic, ayy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Put this stuff in VS, better know I don’t get stressed
Everything that I code, man I seen it get broke
Let me estimate, this ain’t a prank
Have me calculating Planck’s, la-la-la-la-la, like
Both hands together, God, let me pray (now let me pray)
Uh, I’ve been going all night round, it’s OD day (uh oh)
Pass the param, back and I’m on
Feeling like a fool, yeah you are, uh
Want a piece of this, a piece of mine, my pics aligned
Can you plate solve these pics of mine?
Asteroid’s inclined to break my mind
TA’s say that it’s all fine
You could never match my grind
Please do not, not waste my time
What you know about missin’ out on some sleep?
When your brain goes numb, you can call that SS-freeze
When Dr. F talks too fast, put that stuff in slow motion, yeah
I’m feelin electroweak like a boson, ayy
Yeah, I warned you all. This blog post is going literally everywhere. Now, back to being actually serious, I’m really going to miss SSP. I thought people were overstating the sense of community when I talked to them about SSP but I really do have to say that SSP truly feels like an INSANELY close-knit community. Apart from a few squabbles over the Mandela effect, which no one really cares about (see what I did there Jeremy?), we’ve all gotten along with each other perfectly. At SSP, most of us struggled, but we struggled together and I loved that about the program. Honestly, struggling better honestly feels better than doing really well alone. I’d rather need help on something, be able to use that excuse to drag out an assignment for 2 hours while actually socializing and then figure it out after having a bit of fun than just figure it out and press submit. I think the level of satisfaction received from viewing the Canvas confetti is directly proportional to the amount of time you spent “working” on the assignment (and I think this statement is a bit less controversial than the last statement I made about proportions – cough quote log).
Also side note: this blog post is really turning into one of our progress group meetings. Let’s just keep going until we’re the last room standing!
Anyways, before I get to the very last thing I want to do, a few quick shoutouts:
Team Souper Stars (Ethan, Joey) – Shout out to you guys for being epic enough to let me write this blog post while the OD Report remains unsubmitted. Shout out to you guys for being epic, period.
Gartic Phone – Thanks for making me laugh.
Anyways, let’s end with a not so funny meme:
Anyways, with the closing ceremony tomorrow, this Super Special Program is coming to an end. And I’ll miss the rage.
About Me
Hey! I’m Neil S, a rising senior at Ann Sobrato High School in Morgan Hill, California. When I’m not stressing out over an OD Report, I like to hike, listen to Taylor Swift songs, obsess over Grey’s Anatomy, obsess over math and code.
