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I'm a gunna write a book or something. Before that happens, though, here's an LJ entry that didn't manage to get posted because the server was down.
[June 3rd, 2007]
As Summer Was Just Beginning
(That Area All State song will haunt me forEVER)
With the last SAT Reasoning Test (which is a tautology, because it now says Scholastic Assessment Test Reasoning Test) I will ever take out of the way -- cough, knock on wood -- this school year is finally drawing to a close.
Stuff that happened...
Auditioned for jazz bands and got 5th chair in the top band (out of 5 chairs total for trumpet, boo yah)
Got an A- in English (that's a 5.0 added to my GPA); needed 90% on final portfolio, got 181/200 points
Got an A in AP US (that's another 5.0 added to my GPA); needed 85% on final exam to get an A for semester -- just for dramatic purposes, let me remind everyone that I got a 79% on the last final, and my test average for this semester is about 20% lower than last semester -- so logically, I got 100%. So ridiculous, the final exam was just a mix of multiple choice questions from the quizzes and tests we've had over the semester, and these things are available for review in the library. How mentally challenged is that?
Got highest A in Calc (quarter grade is above 100%, semester grade is also mega high, so yeah, that's another 5.0)
Got A+ in Chemistry (semester grade is above 100%, semester finals is curved way up... 4.0 averaged to GPA)
A+ in Gym, yeah boiii.
Band and so forth.
So here's the auditioning process for Iowa All State Band/Orchestra/whatever. Prepare all 12 major scales, pick one by self, pick two from drawing. Play a solo. Play an etude available online. Oh yeah, and about the scales... need to play 2 octaves in 16th notes (8-16-16-16-16-16-16-8-16-16-16-16-16-16-back down in same rhythm) at quarter note = 88, up and down, tongue one way and slur the other way. So I'm gonna calmly say that YEAH I'M SCREWED.
Tennis, tennis, bobennis, how am I at tennis? I have no idea. I have rediscovered my two-handed backhand; it was stuck in my large intestine and I had to pull it out of... never mind. But damn I need to start playing. Des Moines is pretty cool, they got this ladder system where I can call up old dudes and get owned by them. It's called -- you'll never guess -- the Des Moines Ladder. So anyway there's this Missouri Valley tennis tourney that I could participate in IF I qualify for it (which won't happen), but here's the kicker... it's in Syracuse, New York, on July 14th. Yeah. Definitely wishing I can play tennis now.
My brother can start crawling. I put my phone in front and he just scrambles over using four limbs and a head. Needless to say, he'll be playing tennis in no time.
I don't think I can get a job in time for Geneva graduation. I don't know how to negotiate with my parents. It's frustrating. Half of our arguments are always over the tone used in each other's voice, how useful is that? Alrighty, better get upstairs before my dad gets mad. It late now.
[June 3rd, 2007]
As Summer Was Just Beginning
(That Area All State song will haunt me forEVER)
With the last SAT Reasoning Test (which is a tautology, because it now says Scholastic Assessment Test Reasoning Test) I will ever take out of the way -- cough, knock on wood -- this school year is finally drawing to a close.
Stuff that happened...
Auditioned for jazz bands and got 5th chair in the top band (out of 5 chairs total for trumpet, boo yah)
Got an A- in English (that's a 5.0 added to my GPA); needed 90% on final portfolio, got 181/200 points
Got an A in AP US (that's another 5.0 added to my GPA); needed 85% on final exam to get an A for semester -- just for dramatic purposes, let me remind everyone that I got a 79% on the last final, and my test average for this semester is about 20% lower than last semester -- so logically, I got 100%. So ridiculous, the final exam was just a mix of multiple choice questions from the quizzes and tests we've had over the semester, and these things are available for review in the library. How mentally challenged is that?
Got highest A in Calc (quarter grade is above 100%, semester grade is also mega high, so yeah, that's another 5.0)
Got A+ in Chemistry (semester grade is above 100%, semester finals is curved way up... 4.0 averaged to GPA)
A+ in Gym, yeah boiii.
Band and so forth.
So here's the auditioning process for Iowa All State Band/Orchestra/whatever. Prepare all 12 major scales, pick one by self, pick two from drawing. Play a solo. Play an etude available online. Oh yeah, and about the scales... need to play 2 octaves in 16th notes (8-16-16-16-16-16-16-8-16-16-16-16-16-16-back down in same rhythm) at quarter note = 88, up and down, tongue one way and slur the other way. So I'm gonna calmly say that YEAH I'M SCREWED.
Tennis, tennis, bobennis, how am I at tennis? I have no idea. I have rediscovered my two-handed backhand; it was stuck in my large intestine and I had to pull it out of... never mind. But damn I need to start playing. Des Moines is pretty cool, they got this ladder system where I can call up old dudes and get owned by them. It's called -- you'll never guess -- the Des Moines Ladder. So anyway there's this Missouri Valley tennis tourney that I could participate in IF I qualify for it (which won't happen), but here's the kicker... it's in Syracuse, New York, on July 14th. Yeah. Definitely wishing I can play tennis now.
My brother can start crawling. I put my phone in front and he just scrambles over using four limbs and a head. Needless to say, he'll be playing tennis in no time.
I don't think I can get a job in time for Geneva graduation. I don't know how to negotiate with my parents. It's frustrating. Half of our arguments are always over the tone used in each other's voice, how useful is that? Alrighty, better get upstairs before my dad gets mad. It late now.