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Hey!
If anyone is out there, and wants to know a little bit about me, check out my Pinterest by clicking the title of this entry. Yes, I have a Pinterest, and I thought there was no judging here!
Hello Hello,
I’m back. I know, I’m very surprised too, but I actually felt the need to come back and post about this topic. I’m am incredibly hungover right now, so bear with me. SAT. I already took my first test, and surprisingly it went okay. I mean, the score is not something to cheer for: 1880 but to my standards that is pretty good for my first try at the real test. I shall probably take one or two more and then just Superscore. For those of you who do not know, Superscore is when you take your highest scores in a section from multiple tests and add them together. So, on my first test, I got a 730 in Writing and since that will never be happening again, I’m keeping that score, but when I retake the SAT, I will add a hopefully better Math and Reading score to it, thus making my overall score more impressive. Thank god for that, because I do not know what I would do without it. I mean, a 520 (Don’t judge) in Math won’t be appealing to admissions.
I just baffles me how much weight is put on students’ SAT scores. There are things like Superscore that make the whole process seem more reasonable, but still. I mean, I know some pretty obtuse people who get like 2100, 2200, 2300. SAT is not a candid representation of your intelligence. There are some tricks and tactics one can use to somehow “beat” the SAT, but thats exactly what they are. Tricks and tactics. The fact that someone who is as banal as a piece of furniture can get a 2260 on the SAT and have a better chance of getting into a more prestigious college just makes me believe that there is no hope in this world. I feel like I sound bitter, but don’t get me wrong; I am very happy with my measly 1880 and with Superscore, I will be able to break into the 1900s, but it just infuriates me how much rides on one single test. At least, the importance of the SAT is slowly decreasing, but it is till one of the main deciding factors for colleges. There is also the infamous essay, the GPA, extra-curricular activities…God, it’s just a long journey overall. I’m right at the start line. Took my first SAT and now I’m trying to compile a rough list of what colleges I will be applying to. Not to mention keeping up my SAT tutoring every week. It’s a hard year, 11th grade, but I don’t know. I’m not really a hopeful person, but something just tells me that everything will work out just fine. Obviously, there will be some bumps along the road, but sometimes the fact that an event is inevitable just makes everything a bit more reassuring. Like as if, we can’t delay it. It also sounds a little daunting, but in this case, I know everything will be fine. I’ll go to a college of my choice (again, hopefully) whether it is my first, second or third choice and I will spend 4 years of my life there, and then who knows. It’s scary, but it’s exciting…
I don’t really know how I got here, and now I feel like the title for this entry is a bit ill-suited. Oh well, this will happen sometimes. Many of my entries will be tangential, but we go on. Right?
Keto
Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.
-Jim Morrison
Hey there world,
I don’t really know what I’m doing here, but here I am. I have tried blogs and I have tried journals, but like everything in my life, I did not finish any of these so-called blogs and journals. I have one journal that I began in 2009, and I still have not finished. It’s quite embarrassing when I think about it. But I’m going to give it another shot and just see what happens because I feel like I’m just wasting my life doing absolutely nothing. I swear to god, I am the laziest person I know. And I know I could do good things. Not great, but at least good and the funny thing is that whenever I get inspired, I think about it. “Oh, look at me, feeling all inspired,” but really inspiration means jack-shit if you don’t follow through. So, basically my moments of brilliance are actually worthless since I don’t ever do anything about them. I have ideas, but I just don’t believe I could ever do anything worthy of accolade. I don’t know what it is, but that is exactly what I feel. But, I did not make this blog, and spend more than 30 minutes picking out a theme which I am still not totally satisfied with, to moan and groan. Maybe a little bit of that, but mostly I made this blog, so I could have a voice. I feel like sometimes, no one is listening to me and it is insanely frustrating. Here, who is going to interrupt or ignore me? You couldn’t if you tried, because like everyone else here, I’m behind my screen, on my couch, which I believe I have grown roots from, and just typing away. I will do some ranting and I will do some whining, but all in all, I just want to be heard. To have my thoughts, ideas and opinions out there for someone to read and either laugh at or scoff at. I’m here and that is half the battle. The other is adhering to the plan. I will try to do that. I really will.
Keto
