I don't know.
I signed in for the second time and three scores appeared vertically on the screen. It was actually pretty horrifying...
...to see that I didn't improve on any section except for Math. And only by 30 points.
I went to the shower just completely confused and annoyed. I got the EXACT same score I got last year in Critical Reading and Writing. I scored a 7 on my Writing essay when I have been consistently scoring 8s, both on the last SAT and the practice tests. Maybe if I had done better on the essay, I would have gotten that 2000. Wow.
Honestly, I didn't expect my SAT score to be high when I left the testing site on that Saturday. The test didn't feel right to me at all as I had pointed out in an earlier post. It just wasn't like what I had been studying the past month. But honestly, I am not as bitter as I thought I would be. I still wish I had gotten that 2000. I was only 20 points away and I didn't get it. But I'm trying to dwell on the fact that I DID improve.
Obviously, the test had been hard for everyone, seeing as how I am in the 92nd percentile with my score of 690 on the math section. And that's insane to me. This and the fact that I haven't heard many of other people's scores has kept me in a relatively good mood. My friend who had gotten a lower score than me on the last SAT had scored over a 2000. I was actually really happy for her but there's something so cruel and twisted about that seeing as how I was the one that was helping her out.
I told my parents right in the morning about my SAT scores. I actually haven't seen either of them since this morning because I took a nap when I came back from school and woke up around 10 pm and they're both asleep. But my mom had been positive. My dad not so much but he was a bit groggy from sleep and I didn't really get to talk to him more about it because I had to leave for school.
But yeah, I'm really contemplating on taking the SAT again in December or even taking the ACT. Honestly, I don't want to go through nights of hard studying once again if I do decide to take either. And if I take the ACT, I don't want to have to learn how to take an entirely different test.
The scary part of this is having to tell my tutor about my SAT score. I know he'll be disappointed. But he did really help me. I improved in the section he taught me in and I'm thankful for that.
So yeah... I'm keeping positive positive positive. However, if I start hearing people talk about their 2300s, I'm definitely going to for blood. But I think several people are waiting after homecoming (which is this Saturday) to look at their SAT scores.
Yeah, about homecoming... I kind of want to go now but I didn't decide until late and I don't have a dress or shoes to wear. So I guess I'm just not going to go and I'll accept it. My friend's birthday party will be either tomorrow, Friday, or Saturday and I'll probably go to that. And in the night, I'll eat and catch up on the new episode of Pretty Little Liars and watch The Conjuring in the dark. And I'll have a splendid night by myself.
I tried hard to get work done today at the library. I decided to send my SAT scores for all the schools that I'm applying to Early Action using my four free SAT sending things. And I'll get my dad to pay for the rest. I succeeded in finishing my two essays for UMD though I'm not really sure how good they truly are. But whatever... In the best of all possible worlds, my essays will either be good enough or not good enough. That was a Candide reference, by the way.
I rode home on the Holy Bus and the bus driver, who happened to be different and female this time, was so nice and sweet. So I kind of like the bus a little better. Not to mention that I get home way faster. I was going to go on the Sexy Bus but it was just too dang cold.
Which reminds me. As you know, it is Spirit Week, and today was theme day. The theme was kids channels and the seniors had Cartoon Network. I was supposed to be a Totally Spy with my two internship comrades but I decided to be Professor Utonium because I couldn't fade with those yellow pants I had. They weren't looking too cute. So I wore my mom's nurse's jacket and a black tank top and black pants with black boots. And I was him. I could've also been Dexter... Really, it doesn't matter what people thought. No one asked. And I probably didn't even look dressed up.
A lot of girls were Velma though which is understandable. She's a pretty easy character to do. Most people didn't even dress up though but the people who did got really creative. Maybe it's because I'm a senior now but it seems like everything the underclassmen do is just so cute. I just want to squeeze their little 14-16 year old faces.
Ha.
What else... what else...
Last night, I went to IHOP. One of my friends invited me, telling me that her church was doing some event and they were paying for the food of everyone who attended. I thought it was going to be a fundraiser thing and I didn't think many people would come so I decided to go ahead to support the church. I was even planning on bringing my own money but for some reason, I didn't.
Anyway, I got my mom to drop my friend and I off at IHOP and it happened that the entire football team was there as well as a bunch of other people. And the place was so filled. And it JUST so happened that the people hosting the event were people I knew from way back when. The kids of the pastor went to my elementary school and a brother was in my brother's class and a sister was in my sister's class. And we were in a steel band together and went to a summer camp together. We were connected by this one lady named Ms. Laidlow.
So I was very surprised. Anyway, it happened to be really nice. The pastor preached a short and funny sermon about accepting God and the word of God. I don't think he went as in depth as one should when preaching to a crowd of high schoolers who may or may not know anything about God in the first place. But it was good enough for me and I honestly needed it that night. I think it's what helped me even survive finding out about my SAT scores the following morning. I got a nice meal of a hamburger and fries. And socialized. And ogled at a few cute guys on the football team.
It was all good.
I guess there's not much else to say. One of these days, I'll post the college essay I wrote on the story, The Stranger as part of my new book series. I'll also write a report on Candide for you guys, the latest book we have completed in English class. Hopefully, things will cool down once in for all and I'll get to finish two other books of the moment.
My brother is a fool so I had been helping him create a paper mache mask that is due tomorrow. The project was assigned on Monday and he didn't decide to start doing it until today. He asked for my help around 7 pm but I told him I wanted to take a nap and that he should wake me up at 8 pm. Well, like I mentioned before, I didn't wake up until 10 pm. And I remember about the mask when he came to my room. I immediately apologized for not helping with it, thinking he had started since he didn't wake me up. Actually no. It seems like he had decided to not do it in the first place and was about to go to bed.
I was just so annoyed and dumbfounded by the fact he was planning on not even doing the project even though he was the main one getting bad grades in the household. It made me realize exactly while he wasn't doing well in school. Even I procrastinate but I don't completely decide not to do an assignment when I could have!
So yeah... paper mache-ing is not as easy as it looks and currently, it is drying out in the living room and we're going to leave it there until the morning to decorate it. I may even have to wake up 45 minutes earlier just to see if I can work some magic on it. That's very annoying.
These children cannot say I never did anything for them.
Well, October has been a hectic month! Tomorrow, I'm treating myself to a cup of coffee and warm cookies tomorrow as I stay at my internship while everyone is enjoying themselves at pep rally.
Good night.
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