Recap: So It Goes

Don't know when I'll have the internet again, so this'll be a 'wait-and-we'll-see' entry.

Being a first-time college-student who's about to move into the dorms tomorrow, I was nervous until about ...er...last night, roughly. Now I'm sitting here and being reflective, as in the mood, not the property of a mirror (I wouldn't make a very good mirror), and I'm thinking about my previous four years of public high school education. They can be summarized as follows:

Year 1. Chemistry at 7:35 in the morning, and I managed to go through the year without substaining a single injury, which, all things considered, is pretty miraculous. Met Victoria there and spent long hours pouring over FLINN and the...Merck (?) Index, before the later-years got it all convenient-ized and had stuff online. Scary, scary Ms. Stimson who marked me late by three second because I was cleaning up after a chem lab...P.E. How I hated thee. How I still hate thee but alas, I no longer have to put up with thee. Have some interesting time talking with Malvina during warm-up laps though, about tea. Fruit-flavored tea are the best. 9th grade seminar was a waste of time, though the debate-training was helpful. Found out how absolutely easy it was to impress people in Computer Applications...Anna was in my math class...Seaver was absolutely the horrors with the shrieking and hell's fires combined. I had the most astonishingly illustrated book cover for that class and I think I still have it around somewhere, taped to a scrap book. First started building website for the Chinese teacher, who, having put me on independent study, thought I should do something useful.

Year 2. Hm...physics, not bad. Good memories about finishing the electricities portion ahead of everyone else and the guy in my group pretending to be Rudolph the reindeer by plugging the clip and lightbulb to his nose by the clever use of his wire-rimmed glasses, the wires on which, apparently, conducts electricity. Art third and met Emily, fun times there...what did I do second...? Fourth and fifth I had core, with some interesting and some not so interesting people. Excellent teachers, though, (Emmert & Lawson,) and we have three guys named David in the class so it's fun when we a sub. Anna right after lunch, again, this time in P.E. And I remember being tortured by the tune of "American Pie" over and over and over again, for about two month straight, it seems. Holy stars remembered second period. It was the terrific (irony implied) Kelly, in which Christine, Lucy and I are fellow sufferers (see how my subconscious had blocked out that memory? Good natural defense...I tell you...good natural defense...). That March Music Math thing, or whatever it was called, was downright humiliating and I've never forgiven Kelly for wasting my educational time that way. Still hated P.E. though, and always will. Spanish with Sr. Murillo definitely would've been better had I been granted with classmates who would spend efforts other than talking about guys, girls, cars, movies, video games, and trying to find out if I knew how to insult people in Spanish. Oh wait, I just described most of the teenage population, minus the Spanish part.

Year 3. My, my, junior year already, eh? May I just mention how much I utterly DESPISE the SATs? Lucy in my Literature class and that class was rather less useful that I had hoped. I had very little to no respect for Hoffman and even less for the poetry presentations. Biology second, but at least I got first period to wake up even though there's really no way to mentally prepare yourself for a 22 minute multiple choice test and then a 22 minute in-class essay and a 15 minute quiz on every 30-something chapter (sometimes we do double chapters and on breaks we do five chapters at a time)EVERY SINGLE week (except for the times when we get an entire period of multiple choice one day and an entire period of in-class essay the other). Nighmarish work, I tell you, but the labs are awesome. Bacteria transformation a complete disaster but that was fun too. Third period math, SO unbelievably thankful to have an intelligent math teacher after two years that words can't express my relief.... Forth is art, in which we drew, and goofed off, but mostly drew. Victoria studying bio and Lucy and I studying for APUSH while inventory-ing the mysteries of the "colorless blender" from the prismacolors color pencil. APUSH therefore follows, we had a group of guys in the back of the class who sang "A Whole New World" (yep, the one from Aladdin) after an APUSH chapter quiz, so, as you can see, that class was always interesting whether Mr. Morse was interested or no, which he usually was. Sr. Cutshall seems to operate on a semi-permenant caffeine high and has turned going-off topic into an art form. I have picked up Latin, French, history, biology, grammar, geography from him, and Spanish. Of course Spanish.

Year 4. Wow I'm wrapping up fairly fast, aren't I? Now I'll comment that I think I despise college apps at about the same level as I despised the SATs which, all things considered, is only fair since they belonged to the same system. First period calc with friends was more fun after we got to sit next to each other, and I can honestly say sitting right behind Christine, who was sitting right in front of the teacher, is an experience. Homework tedious, tests have been the causes to many a nervous-break down, if what I have remembered is correct...but it's an AP so I'll just move on now. Computer Networking is a joke, to put it lightly and very, very politely. I've learned more about hacking than about networking which, I'm sure, would be very useful should I choose to consider a job in this area. Mr. A's class is fun. And I'm way over my limits in terms of multitasking so I'll just chop this off short and say that I sincerely hope that college is not going to be event more irregular, which I think it will be, so I'll just say--we'll see!

Bye now.