April 3rd, 2004

wasn't my bullet

Can I get a 30? PROBABLY NOT! WOO!

Starting last night...

I fell asleep at about 6:30 and slept until Kelly called. I don't know when that was. Kelly: sorry about the not-very-talkative thing. I'm not very good when I'm exhausted and unable to comprehend anything that occurs.

I woke up a number of times during the night and got out of bed at 5:45, but I still caught up on all of my sleep.


I got to Maine East exactly at 7:30, and I stood there with Tiffany until they had everyone line up to check in. I was in the first room, 110. We got there, checked in again, and I got to sit behind Tiffany. Then, after about ten minutes, we began. (Dumdumdum.)

I had trouble with one English question, one Science question, and the stupid Humanities passage in Reading. What actually happened with that passage was that I was taking forever to read it - I just couldn't comprehend what was going on. Then, I checked the clock, saw that I had 10 minutes for two more passages, and rushed.

I finished within a few minutes, turned the page... and realized that I had eight minutes for the rest of the questions (only one passage!) Hallelujah!

And then there was Math. I left two Trig questions blank, but I managed to do the first thirty questions with no problems. Hmm.

This is my estimation of my scores:
English - 28-35
Math - 21-23
Reading - 30-35
Science - 28-33
Composite: 26.75-31.5

I think my 27/28 might just be within the range of possibilities. ;)

After my mother picked me up, we went to Borders to relax. I got three books and one CD:
Second Helpings by Megan McCafferty (shut up)
Deprivers by Steven-Elliot Altman
Solitaire by Kelley Eskridge
Zazie - La zizanie

The rest of my weekend will be spent reading/sleeping/relaxing. *celebrates the end of hell*
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three posts for the third day of the month

Some reflection.

1) I haven't really been talking much about sex lately. I don't know why. I used to be such a little horndog, and now I dwell on so many other things that I don't even think about it. I still do my hitting-on-Belle thing, but that's the closest I ever come to chatting about sex. Hmm. Is Adam getting mature?

2) Two of my really old dreams were to be an Olympic gymnast/figure skater. Yeah yeah shut up. I thought, and still think, that what these people do is amazing. I wish I could do it. In fact... here's a goal. If/when I get down to 199/lower, I will treat myself and take some lessons. I might never go to the Olympics, but I can always learn something new. (Just so I can mention it, the best ice skaters that I have seen for some time are Brian Joubert and Stefan Lindemann.)

3) I haven't cried in years. I don't even remember the last time I really cried that was not due to the gases from onions. I know so many [girls] who cry constantly, but I don't know a single guy who has cried within the last five years. I don't know whether it's from that stupid social stigma that "guys can't cry" or if we just don't, but it's ridiculous. What is the point of this? I don't know. I never know.

4) This is embarrassing, but this is my journal so I really shouldn't care. I have not gotten aroused by anyone in my life. Never. You hear all about how this guy or that guy see some hot chick and immediately pops a boner, but that just doesn't happen to me. I just haven't seen anyone attractive enough, I guess. (For that matter, what do I find attractive? I don't know. I have no clue.)

5) One of the questions of the day: am I attractive? I have always thought that my, er, padding sort of makes me look hideous, but Amanda (from lunch) has been making me wonder. If I was thinner, would I be some sort of sex-God? Am I hot? Will I ever be hot? If I asked you out, would you say "yes"? Share.

6) And, the most important question that has ever been asked: will I ever get laid?

If this sort of obsessive reflection is what happens after I take the ACT, I probably should avoid taking it again.

(Just so everyone who took the ACT today is aware, apparently, today's ACT was one of the harder ones in recent memory. The reading and math sections were supposedly much more difficult than normal, as was the last part of science.)

AHHHH BRIAN JOUBERT SPOKE IN ENGLISH! I love his accent. Actually, I love all French accents. If you want to know a way to go straight to my heart, throw a bit of a French accent on and I'll jump you, regardless of gender. No shit.
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