Monday. 4.19.10 12:15 am
Today was the official Bother Katie Day. I woke up at eight because my mother was slamming doors upstairs by my room. I turned over and went back to sleep for two hours, again waking up because of her general stomp-around-the-house-ness. This time I figured I would just get up.
I stayed that way for two hours, then tried to take a nap. She continued to yell and bang dishes around until I found a quieter place. The nap ensued and continued for two hours.
Then she called my intercom. This intercom does not have a ring limit. It rang until I picked it up because she WILL NOT hang up until she gets an answer.
She wanted to go to the store. I woke up, dressed, braided my hair, and tagged along.
People drove like idiots the whole way there and back. Seriously, someone stopped in the middle of the road before getting into the turn lane. In the store, people kept stopping to have these awkward No You Go, NO YOU GO conversations, and I continuously had to say "Excuse me," just to get through aisles.
It was like a really bad dream. I have never experienced so many situations in one day in my entire life where I just wanted to part the seas of people like a neo Moses.
And there's my rant.
Oh, and I still have to hang my clothes from the dryer nooooooo!
Sunday. 4.11.10 2:37 am
Half full, if it has to be half.
Friday. 4.2.10 11:37 pm
I got all the way to second block, Thursday, before noticing what day it was. Of course it was a B-day, which means History, Psychology, and Chemistry. But it was also the last day before break after two straight weeks of mock exams. I was forgetful.
On seeing "4/1/2k10" on the board, I realized the significance. Not just April Fool's Day (which no one at my age celebrates).
SAT scores came in.
Holycrap. So I asked my teacher if I could use his computer; he didn't care. He's awesome. I logged on. I clicked the link.
I received a score high enough to merit a full ride to Columbia.
And then I did a dance.
...And then I told just about everyone I knew. Most people were happy for me. Some, I think, were kind of disappointed that I wasn't talking about the New York college.
Which is a good thing, since I didn't expect certain people to have feelings about that.
And that is what has happened. :]
Also, my mom finally asked someone to install a sprinkler system. It is so nice. Within two days, we've observed an aesthetic improvement in the lawn. But, that isn't the only thing. There's even better.
I'm calling it Sophie Versus the Sprinkler System (Sophie is my dog). So far it's Sophie: 0, Sprinkler System: 2. This evening, she walked directly into the sprinkler while it was running, face first. She looked confused for a moment and paused, allowing it to spray her relentlessly, before sheepishly escaping to the side.
I laughed so hard I literally cried. That hasn't happened since I was in ninth grade and Brutaly had The Bleacher Incident.
Oh, Sophie. She came in with a wet face and I dried her off with a towel, still laughing.
Life is like that.
Even though it might not happen that way.
Sunday. 3.28.10 10:08 pm
I don't look forward to decision letters from the bigger, better colleges because I know they'll reject me. My grades have been pretty average, as far as IB students go. I mean, I can make it into Furman (and did; considering it as one of my choices, since my mom has given the OK (since it isn't as expensive as Duke)), but Duke? Rice? No way. There isn't a prayer, when I'm watching the kids with 2300 SAT scores get turned down.
It's not really knowing the fact that I couldn't get in somewhere that bothers me. It's how I've seen it put to people in the past that bugs me. All, It's not you, it's us.
I'd like to see one college just go, "Yeah, you didn't really fit our criteria. But, we wish you luck and hope you can prove us wrong, someday."
THAT would be a good rejection letter.
Oh, and I think I already decided on a college. It's really all about the money, right now; it would be between Furman and Columbia College, but Columbia might be able to give me a full ride.
Full rides mean more money for graduate school.
More money for that means less debt afterward.
That means that maybe I will have good money from my law degree more quickly!
!!! That means not living at home for the rest of my life!
Hooray for planning ahead!
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