People are strange. Especially people my age. That's all I can say. They're very strange…

My last AP test of the year is tomorrow. Yep. AP Biology. I've been failing this class all year.

So… things I need to get out of the way after APs: my short story (yep, I still haven't finished it), my English project (which involves reading a boring book that has a condescending attitude toward atheists), and my biology project (which involves designing a lab-in-a-box for unscrupulous kiddies). And then, at the very end of May, I have to rapidly pack up and prepare for me trip to the People's Republic. You know, the commie country.

Sigh.

Oh, take a look at this actual footage from the White House correspondents' dinner, featuring a humorous speech by Barack Obama. I was actually surprised by the kind of jabs he made at Joe Biden and the Republican Party; part of me thought it was another brilliant joke by the Onion News Network.

Just one more hour, and the presidency of George W. Bush will end. Just one more hour, and the history of the world will be altered forever. Just one more hour, and Barack Obama's name will be in every history book, every living memory of our generation, and his portrait, finally, will be in the updated version of that white, plastic ruler I bought, several years ago, while on an excursion to Washington, D.C… the one with the chronology of U.S. presidents.

Just think. One more hour.

It is 11:14 am. A large knot of librarians and students, in the high school library where I am currently situated, has gathered in front of the flat-screen TV. The transfer of power is due to occur at 12:00 pm. We're all waiting.

The walk back will not be pleasant.

I've noticed recently that I've been unconsciously typing "e-mail" instead of "email," like I (ostentatiously) used to do, in all of my writings and correspondences. This seems to have carried over from my decision to use the hyphen in some online college application, I believe (in the hindsight of a drunken, reincarnated hamster), in an effort to appear more professional (and since "e-mail" is the official, standard spelling after all, contrary to the popularization of the non-hyphenated version).

An excerpt from Wiktionary explaining this confusion:

The spellings e-mail and email are both in common use. The use of “email” is now more widespread, likely due to one less character and thus making it easier to write or type, and is becoming a standardized usage for most businesses and Internet users. In general, the hyphenated form is more likely to be considered proper by those who follow strict grammatical rules; however, as a recently coined word, it remains an unsettled matter at this point.

So, e-mail. It's automatic now. Unfortunately I won't be seeing much of the real kind, being the unpopular hoagie that I am.

And I know it's the name of a sandwich.

Barack Obama's inauguration is tomorrow. Who wants a federal holiday?

It's hard to believe, but there's only seven days left until Barack Obama's inauguration. And with only seven days remaining of George W. Bush's stay in the White House, I have to admit… I feel a little sorry for him. He's an idiot, of course. But a well-intentioned one. These articles pretty much sum it up.

In other news, monster snow storms are sweeping across this part of the U.S. (if there isn't a snow day tomorrow, I'll club someone), and I have officially received two college acceptance letters. One of them has already invited me into their honors program. I'm still waiting on the other one.

Your hot dance/homosexuality-themed video pick of the day:

What? I like girl-on-girl action.

Wait… actually, that guy-on-guy thing was hotter.

Midterm exams next week. Test on calculus tomorrow (assuming no snow day, of course). And a whole lotta odious volunteer work to be worked on over the weekend. Gah.

Update (1/15/09): I'm going to club someone.

That was history. We're all living in history.