Ah, the weekend. So nice to be here again. I was wrong; Spring Break did not help me catch up on sleep. I just got more sleep last week, so I felt all refreshed. Then I went back to my old school-night sleeping habits, so I’m tired again. At least I tried.
School was uneventful today. More AP exam review with Mrs. Anderson. I’m still pretty irked about my practice test score. Greg senses it. I’m afraid that I’m making him feel guilty for scoring higher than I did. I really don’t mean to. I’m just disappointed, cause I thought I would score much better than I did. He shouldn’t feel bad about getting a higher score; he earned it. I was pleasantly surprised, actually, to see that. I am more obsessive about school that anything else, so now I obsess about his grades, too. I want him to do well, because I know he can. (And I’m not just saying that.) I hope I can get rid of this stress before the exam. Also on the standardized test front: I will definitely have my SAT scores on Monday. I think I’m going to get up early, so I can check the website before school. Waiting all day will absolutely kill me.
I was talking to Will in third period. He’s surprisingly easy to talk to. It must be something about talking to almost-total-strangers. Anyway, I let the notion of my obsessive-compulsive tendancies slip. Not a good idea. People always seem to get a kick out of bothering me, annoying me. So when Will realized how much of a neat freak I am, he took every opportunity to move my stuff. Twisting my books so they weren’t stacked neatly like I like them, flipping over my eraser, and just watching to see how long it’d take before I gave in. (In most cases, not long at all.) Ricky, Matthew, and Dwahn joined in, just for the heck of it. Grr. This is why I keep most info about me on a need-to-know level. If I don’t think you need to know, I’m not going to tell you. This blog is excluded from that statement, because it always surprises me that people actually read and enjoy this thing. My ramblings, my thoughts — I’m really not that interesting. But whatever.
The quiz and BCR for Dr. J were pretty painless for me. I looked at the pages in the book and took notes about Rutherford’s experiment, and despite what standardized test are telling me lately, I can still write, so the BCR went well. I included everything, used “devoid” for an extra SAT word point, and labeled my drawing of the planetary atomic model correctly (I think). I had the simplified graph from the quiz in my notes, so I just redid that and reworded the definition of the photoelectric effect. Dr. J didn’t grade my quiz during class, but when I turned it in, he looked at it and said, “Your usual,” which I think means I got an A. My numbers may have been a teeny bit off, but they still worked. Dr. J rocks.
Came home after school, in the medium-strength rain, carting my model house. I got 100 on it. That’s refreshing, considering that I had to work on it for about five days straight, and I accidentally put a crawl space under my garage, but I’m not complaining. I almost wanna make some teeny little one-quarter scale people to put inside the house. Almost, but not really. Piano was pretty good. I got to practice a lot this week, due to a mysterious lack of homework. She had another friend over, but I didn’t get nervous shakes playing for him. Maybe because they’re all kind of… old (my teacher, her husband, and the friend), so I feel more at ease. I have found that older people tend to be nicer. I’m going to try to get to the mini-recital on Tuesday. I could use the performance experience.
Had to take this quiz, which I found in Stephanie’s blog. (Thanks for the layout kudos, Steph.)
-Perfect- You’re the perfect girlfriend. Which
means you’re rare or that you cheated :P You’re
the kind of chick that can hang out with your
boyfriend’s friends and be silly. You don’t
care about presents or about going to fancy
places. Hell, just hang out. You’re just happy
being around your boyfriend.
What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?
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Before I go, and since I always forget to do it, the Friday Five.
What was the last TV show you watched? That’s So Raven, on the Disney Channel, because I was bored waiting for my piano teacher to call back about my lesson. It’s not a horrible show, but I don’t usually watch it.
What was the last thing you complained about? The AP English Language exam, most likely. It’s really been getting on my nerves for the last three days.
Who was the last person you complimented and what did you say? Sims, the girl I beta-read for. I wrote her an email yesterday praising her for writing a Quidditch scene for her Harry Potter fic. It turned out remarkably well. I said something like, “I’d never attempt a Quidditch scene myself, but you did, and it turned out great.”
What was the last thing you threw away? The paper plate I had leftover pizza on. Papa John’s from last night. Day-old reheated pizza is still yummy.
What was the last website (besides this one) that you visited? Yahoo!Notepad, to grab the results of the quiz I just took.