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guyyyyys i'm back.
junior year is excruciating - i've basically been torn between the past (i have to create a grapes of wrath theme scrapbook. childish? inordinately so for an ap class taught by a dictatorial teacher) and the future (ap bio has effectively stopped me from wanting to become a doctor. i just don't see the plasma membrane as too titillating.)
i'm taking the sats on december 4th and hoping to pull above a 1500, in which case i wouldn't have to take the new sat. it seems a little evasive to not take the new one, perhaps a little stupid because my strengths are in the grammar department, but i don't really want to spend so much time in tutoring, which, by the way, has devoured my life: i take 2 2-hour private lessons a week, every minute of which is pointless. factor in the 45 minute drives there and back, and i have no life. none.
what little life i have, though, is taken up by college visits. i toured yale on october 15 and met up with 2 kids that i know who go there. it's my first choice by so much. everything about it is perfect, and i felt really welcome and comfortable when i was there (during the first 10 minutes of the tour, 2 kids - one girl who graduated from my school this past year who i was sure did not know me, and bran). aaand i'm now hooking up with a sophomore who goes there, brandon (and to spice it up a little more, he's my best friend's brother). he's not cute...yet i have this sick obsession with him since my friend's bat mitzvah (four years ago!) that manifested into actual hooking up when we were coincidentally on the same cruise in june. i have pictures (ok, more like "a picture" because one is terribly blurry and the other is just him, and all three are pretty bad) with him from my visit so im me to see them - ale5410.
anyway, i did columbia 10/16 and was pretty turned-off by the visit. i didn't fit in and whatever i ruled it out. georgetown was yesterday's visit and, because it was rainy and terrible outside, i didn't have the best tour. the information session was pretty formulaic and blah, but i'm obsessed with sfs and didn't need the info. session to tell me that; it's my second choice.
it's so, so sad that i have nothing to talk about besides college. i'm sort of sick of everyone at school, though. i take responsibility for everything in every club and every class and i'm in the middle of organizing a service project to benefit migrant workers. i'm up until 1 am every day doing work, which is probably the reason why i've neglected my friendships (and my lj, of course). it seems like such hackneyed complaining, done by every student everywhere, but, wow, i want to become rip van winkle and close my eyes and drift off in a river (or whatever), waking up to find that it's may 2006.
junior year is excruciating - i've basically been torn between the past (i have to create a grapes of wrath theme scrapbook. childish? inordinately so for an ap class taught by a dictatorial teacher) and the future (ap bio has effectively stopped me from wanting to become a doctor. i just don't see the plasma membrane as too titillating.)
i'm taking the sats on december 4th and hoping to pull above a 1500, in which case i wouldn't have to take the new sat. it seems a little evasive to not take the new one, perhaps a little stupid because my strengths are in the grammar department, but i don't really want to spend so much time in tutoring, which, by the way, has devoured my life: i take 2 2-hour private lessons a week, every minute of which is pointless. factor in the 45 minute drives there and back, and i have no life. none.
what little life i have, though, is taken up by college visits. i toured yale on october 15 and met up with 2 kids that i know who go there. it's my first choice by so much. everything about it is perfect, and i felt really welcome and comfortable when i was there (during the first 10 minutes of the tour, 2 kids - one girl who graduated from my school this past year who i was sure did not know me, and bran). aaand i'm now hooking up with a sophomore who goes there, brandon (and to spice it up a little more, he's my best friend's brother). he's not cute...yet i have this sick obsession with him since my friend's bat mitzvah (four years ago!) that manifested into actual hooking up when we were coincidentally on the same cruise in june. i have pictures (ok, more like "a picture" because one is terribly blurry and the other is just him, and all three are pretty bad) with him from my visit so im me to see them - ale5410.
anyway, i did columbia 10/16 and was pretty turned-off by the visit. i didn't fit in and whatever i ruled it out. georgetown was yesterday's visit and, because it was rainy and terrible outside, i didn't have the best tour. the information session was pretty formulaic and blah, but i'm obsessed with sfs and didn't need the info. session to tell me that; it's my second choice.
it's so, so sad that i have nothing to talk about besides college. i'm sort of sick of everyone at school, though. i take responsibility for everything in every club and every class and i'm in the middle of organizing a service project to benefit migrant workers. i'm up until 1 am every day doing work, which is probably the reason why i've neglected my friendships (and my lj, of course). it seems like such hackneyed complaining, done by every student everywhere, but, wow, i want to become rip van winkle and close my eyes and drift off in a river (or whatever), waking up to find that it's may 2006.