The post-exam high
I just finished a two and a half hour final exam for AP American Government and Politics -- one multiple-choice objective test, four essays -- and now that I have well and truly pwned it (or so I would like to imagine until grades are posted and my happy illusions are shattered), I am feeling oddly exhilarated. Wonderfully so. High as a kite, yes I am ~~~
I tactfully poked fun at some more things today. Call it social commentary -- and for a justifiable purpose as well, since I mananged to tie it in to a poster presentation for AP Statistics class on prioritization of academics, athletics, etc. Drew five primary stereotypes of my school's population (I won't say which clique I identify with, if any, but feel free to guess): the nerd, the jock, the tortured artist (don't ask), the gamer geek, and the emo kid. Goodness, but the emo kid was fun to do. It must be something about ridiculously and unfashionably tight pants; yes, that must be it. The tortured artist was entertaining, too. Perhaps I'll scan them when I get the poster back; sharing is caring, after all.
75% done with Princess Jaehwa piccie, yay ~
I tactfully poked fun at some more things today. Call it social commentary -- and for a justifiable purpose as well, since I mananged to tie it in to a poster presentation for AP Statistics class on prioritization of academics, athletics, etc. Drew five primary stereotypes of my school's population (I won't say which clique I identify with, if any, but feel free to guess): the nerd, the jock, the tortured artist (don't ask), the gamer geek, and the emo kid. Goodness, but the emo kid was fun to do. It must be something about ridiculously and unfashionably tight pants; yes, that must be it. The tortured artist was entertaining, too. Perhaps I'll scan them when I get the poster back; sharing is caring, after all.
75% done with Princess Jaehwa piccie, yay ~