Willie's Life's Historical Record

The seniors didn't have to return to the school as of last week, but the rest of us had finals to take or exempt. My school's final exams began last Friday because Memorial Day had taken the place where exams usually start. Scheduling Speaking of exams starting, the final exam schedule for my school district had a very memorable formula: 1st and 8th, 2nd and 7th, 3rd and 6th, 4th and 5th. For my high school, at least, the schedule is screwed up beyond belief. It goes like this: 1, 5; 2, 3; 7, 4; and 8, 6. That's not even remotely intuitive. I can't even make up a song for that sequence of numbers! I won't complain that much, though; all days with final exams were early releases (1:00 PM). Since my district lets students in secondary education choose to exempt their exams if their grade is high enough and if their absence count was low enough, everyone here knows that the last week is essentially a week of blow-off classes, but it's even more extreme. ...

In around 10–15 minutes, I will begin the AP Physics 1 exam. It's questionable whether I'll obtain a score of five, but I know I can easily obtain a four. Does MIT or Caltech or Stanford or whoever care if I obtain a five? Well, I know MIT doesn't even care if I take the test as they only accept credit for a five on the AP Physics C exam. As for the others, I probably should've done some research. That doesn't matter now. I just looked over my mock test with another highly intelligent student, and we both know we can easily obtain a four. I know how torque works; I know how movement in two dimensions works; heck, I even remember​ how to build a DC circuit. Kirchoff has nothing on me. I know that the junction rule states that a circuit's input current must equal it's output. I understand that resistors have the same current in a series but the same voltage in parallel. I am going to perform very well. (As long as I don't bomb the free-response quest...

I took the TSI test on Wednesday, but I wasn't the first one in the lab to finish. I blame my proctor's slowness at informing me on some prerequisites that Administration didn't inform me about and my own apathy to a test that didn't seem to put up much of a fight. Three other people beat me to the punch, but I still managed to finish before the end of third period. Since this test doesn't involve a non-disclosure agreement that people really don't care about anyway , I'll talk about the contents of the test. There's nothing too interesting about the test. I likely could have gotten a perfect score if I tried, and that's not just me being cocky. There was no advanced math on the test (nothing higher than algebra), but the reading sections are slightly more comprehensive than the STAAR test's. I literally mean slightly more comprehensive; the STAAR test is more fiction-oriented while the TSI's reading (I think) only consists of nonfiction pas...

I've immersed myself in programming with the easiest language to learn, and I'm currently trying to make my own command line utility for training the agents in The Companions Project . Sure, I may know jack squat about how to implement machine learning on the scale I wish to happen, but I do know one vital aspect of it: Python . Python compared to Java is the equivalent of Chinese checkers to chess . Chinese checkers is incredibly easy to learn but understandably difficult to master. Chess has a higher barrier to entry, but once you're over the wall, one can has some very complex possibilities to learn. While I now see programming in Python is incredibly simpler to begin, my Java-minded self took a quick look at the syntax and only bothered to look at code snippets to scare me into believing that Python is the language of the devil with forced indentation and syntax like this: class HelloWorld:     def hello(self, name=None):         if name is ...

Yes, it's been over a week since I last publicly mentioned anything about my life; I'm acknowledging that and I'll tell Google to remind me to share an informative event or idea every day. Moving on to more productive events, in the past two nights, I've developed and debugged an Android app I named "Countdown" to constantly remind myself of my impending goals. It's not enough to get a scheduled reminder from Google Now; I need a home screen widget to constantly look at and reflect upon. Sure, once the Google Assistant fleshes itself out in a bit (and I do have more to say about that), maybe it could find better methods of persuading me to effectively carrying out my goals. However, as of right now, it's much easier to make a home screen widget for Android, a platform I've obsessed with for the past 10 months. The Countdowns app consists of a home screen widget and some simple configuration UI boilerplate I assembled with the standard Android ...

It's a bright new day in 2017, and I've finally decided to host some public record of my life to preserve what little scraps of me survive after my death (that is if my consciousness isn't uploaded to data center by then). Slight morbidity aside, my ambitions for world domination are intensifying daily as I sit in my chair, mumbling to myself about ideas only a few in a hundred mile radius would even care about or understand. Current State of Affairs Without exposing any bank account-vital security question information, I'll discuss the most easily recognizable parts of my life: I live in Converse, TX , a small town of around 20,000 whose only job is to contribute to the San Antonio Metropolitan Statistical Area; basically, my municipality exists to act as a statistic. I attend Samuel Clemens High School as a sophomore who can't engage in many if any extracurricular events because of the following reason. During evenings, I attend my father's (master...