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Oh Goodness
posted on Tuesday, July 5, 2011 @ 6:46 PM
...Test scores make me queezy.
"Your ACT scores are now available"
...also, they aren't horrible.
So. Much. Post. Test. Anxiety.
Just waiting on that damn AP score report.
Then I can see if I'm actually going to get into college. :)
Ahh. One. More. Year.
4-6 more standardized tests.
A million and five applications.
...I hope it's worth it.

I don't like getting so stressed about 4 hours of my life, though.
I'm not doing poorly. I'm doing really well in some places, actually.
I just don't know how to do better without losing the person taking the test.
The numbers are one thing.
The personality is a little different.
Along with talents and qualities of character that can't exactly be tested.
I don't know.
I get stressed. It'll make me die young.
A walk might be nice this evening.

Halfway done summer reading.
Halfway done with Chemistry.
Haven't started Calculus.
Hm. I don't know.

I just don't know.
Fall will come soon.
And maybe fall will prove to be wonderful again, like it always it.
I'll park faraway to walk in pea-coats and pick up leaves to put in my books to discover later in the year.
And then I'll smile.
Because how can you not smile when something that's dying dies with such class?
Good job, leaves.
I hope that I can die classy, too.
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