May 2, 2006
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Ouch...
My hand hurts because I've acidentally put it in the flame. (I know, that sounds ridiculous.) Yes, it's the glass bead making class. It's totally information overload. It was kind of funny when the teacher told us that ventilation is important when using torches to avoid the build up of carbon monoxide, because she used the example that if you connect a hose to the car exhaust and put it back in the car, you can kill yourself. Really, teaching us how to kill ourselves? Not that she was encouraging it, but still. As usual, I'm the one odd high school kid in the class that is mainly older people. No photos because the first bead that I made is totally uninteresting, and the second one hasn't cooled down enough for me to take home. This class isn't really that suitable for me, because I have trouble judging space and my hands aren't very steady. Really, the burn wasn't too bad. I was worried that something worse would happen.
I actually dressed up for the athletics carnival today, but a cheerleader costume isn't exactly interesting. It was noisy, and needless to say I hated that. What's more, the teacher telling me to join in with the cheering ignored my complaints about the noise, and he was the one who said that I can tell him if there's anything wrong. At least it was fun playing with my lasertemp. Someone's shoulder heated up to 40°C from the sunlight, while the teacher that I've just mentioned was actually cooler than the surroundings. I'm sure that something else must've happened, but I can't remember.
