ACT
Sigh
I took the ACT, and I can only wonder how I did. I found some questions rather easy, and a few that were quite hard. Was it harder than the PSAT? In my opinion, no. I thought the ACT was easier. I'm sad because I know I didn't do well in the Sciene portion. The room was so cold, and by the Science part, i couldn't think anymore due to the cold. It makes me sad since it's not a ahrd portion, it just requires you to really look at what they're asking you. : ( And the essay sucked too...When I get my scores back, I'm not telling anybody what I got. I came home, and took a nap because I was tired. Then, around 7, I went out with Lulu. We went to The Blue Onion that's near her house, and we had a good dinner. Yum! Then we went to Barnes and Noble for an hour, and then I took her home. I'm still tired, and I don't want to go to school tomorrow. School makes me sad. Except the ew friends I have. They're the only good thing about school. Oh well, what can I do? So yesterday while on testing break, I realized hat hot guys (straight ones) do exist in schools. And that was pretty cool, but then I realized that so do jocks. And the ones I saw were pretty big. They looked like they could be in college. Very scary. I haven't done anythign today, but cook rice and make biscuits, read this book about this Indian girl, that Lulu lent me, and work for school. So I'm very bored right now.
I'm feeling kinda blue since my mom keeps complaining about my Halloween costume, and ske keeps nagging at me. And then there's this guy at school that made me really sad the other day. And everytime I keep thinking about it, it makes me sadder since he's not my friend. And he can pretend and lie to himself, and say that he loves me; and he can always be there with his arm around me pretending to be my friend, all while secretly hating me, it won't work. I'll know that behind his stupid fake smile, his blunt arrogance, he does nothing but look down on me. But realization is good. My ignorance has left me, and I'm left with a stinging reality. Much like a cut that keeps bleeding, and stings when the antiseptic touches it. It fights back doesn't it?
Anyways, that's all that's occuring in my life. I guess I have my own personal drama with myself. Haha..I'm crazy now. Whatever.
I took the ACT, and I can only wonder how I did. I found some questions rather easy, and a few that were quite hard. Was it harder than the PSAT? In my opinion, no. I thought the ACT was easier. I'm sad because I know I didn't do well in the Sciene portion. The room was so cold, and by the Science part, i couldn't think anymore due to the cold. It makes me sad since it's not a ahrd portion, it just requires you to really look at what they're asking you. : ( And the essay sucked too...When I get my scores back, I'm not telling anybody what I got. I came home, and took a nap because I was tired. Then, around 7, I went out with Lulu. We went to The Blue Onion that's near her house, and we had a good dinner. Yum! Then we went to Barnes and Noble for an hour, and then I took her home. I'm still tired, and I don't want to go to school tomorrow. School makes me sad. Except the ew friends I have. They're the only good thing about school. Oh well, what can I do? So yesterday while on testing break, I realized hat hot guys (straight ones) do exist in schools. And that was pretty cool, but then I realized that so do jocks. And the ones I saw were pretty big. They looked like they could be in college. Very scary. I haven't done anythign today, but cook rice and make biscuits, read this book about this Indian girl, that Lulu lent me, and work for school. So I'm very bored right now.
I'm feeling kinda blue since my mom keeps complaining about my Halloween costume, and ske keeps nagging at me. And then there's this guy at school that made me really sad the other day. And everytime I keep thinking about it, it makes me sadder since he's not my friend. And he can pretend and lie to himself, and say that he loves me; and he can always be there with his arm around me pretending to be my friend, all while secretly hating me, it won't work. I'll know that behind his stupid fake smile, his blunt arrogance, he does nothing but look down on me. But realization is good. My ignorance has left me, and I'm left with a stinging reality. Much like a cut that keeps bleeding, and stings when the antiseptic touches it. It fights back doesn't it?
Anyways, that's all that's occuring in my life. I guess I have my own personal drama with myself. Haha..I'm crazy now. Whatever.