Bio - Chapters 1 to 5 07/02
CSC - Chapters 1 to 4 08/02
US History - Chapters 2 to 6 09/02
Stats - Chapters 1 to 4 13/02
MGT - Kidding me? Just had quiz on Friday.
Conclusion: by next week: 14 chapters to read, only 1 chapter down. So screwed.
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Bruised butt
I still question the wisdom of sharing with all and sundry my misadventure for today...but what the heck. If I'm humiliating myself, I might as well go all the way.
I fell down the stairs.
Yep. Backwards. But nothing serious. It was the first 3 steps, so not much damage done. Refer to the title of this entry. I swear it was a momentary lapse in concentration, and then BAM! next thing i knew, I was tumbling down butt first, then finished off with a grande port-de-bra on my back. OUCH.
Yeah I know I'll get teased for my clumsiness soon enough, but hey, this is my first experience falling down the stairs backwards! Talk about the adrenaline rush. I lay there for a moment staring at the ceiling, soooo thankful that my mom, bro, sis or maid wasn't around the vicinity to witness this completely unorthodox and HUMILIATING incident. If they had seen the spectacle, no doubt my pride would have been more bruised than my butt is now. Ouch. But hey, all in a day's work.
Oh, and I've also finished my last application - Michigan!! That totals seven application, now to focus fully on my courses now that headaches 1 & 2 (SATs) are over n done with! I'm so darned proud of myself, I can't speak.
*Snort* haha...
I fell down the stairs.
Yep. Backwards. But nothing serious. It was the first 3 steps, so not much damage done. Refer to the title of this entry. I swear it was a momentary lapse in concentration, and then BAM! next thing i knew, I was tumbling down butt first, then finished off with a grande port-de-bra on my back. OUCH.
Yeah I know I'll get teased for my clumsiness soon enough, but hey, this is my first experience falling down the stairs backwards! Talk about the adrenaline rush. I lay there for a moment staring at the ceiling, soooo thankful that my mom, bro, sis or maid wasn't around the vicinity to witness this completely unorthodox and HUMILIATING incident. If they had seen the spectacle, no doubt my pride would have been more bruised than my butt is now. Ouch. But hey, all in a day's work.
Oh, and I've also finished my last application - Michigan!! That totals seven application, now to focus fully on my courses now that headaches 1 & 2 (SATs) are over n done with! I'm so darned proud of myself, I can't speak.
*Snort* haha...
Saturday, January 27, 2007
SATS ARE OVERRRR!!!
Completed. Concluded. Finished. Ended. Terminated. Obliterated. If I continue, the words will just steadily get more extreme, so I'm just gonna stop there. And state the obvious.
SATS R OVERRRRR!!!!!!
It's permanently gone from my life. I don't ever have to take it again! Nunca mas! Of course, there are some aspects of the exam that I feel compelled to mention here. The lady invigilator this time was really nice, very sweet-looking. And the room was quite warm this time; I was quite overdressed in my roxy windbreaker (hey, what was I supposed to expect, the last time I took the SATs the room was like the north freaking pole).
And best of all, I had time to check my answers and do some omitted ones. Even those in the previous sections, although we're not allowed to do that. But hey, who cares? It's like the 'if a tree fell in the forest and nobody saw it, did it make a sound' dilemma. And trust me, nobody saw me do it, or even cared. They were too busy saving their own asses. I did meet this one girl, Erlinda, who had just finished her STPM last year and is applying to the states. Here's how the convo went:
Me: So, did you just finish ur SPM last year?
Erlinda: Actually, I finished my STPM last yr.
Me: (Oops *blush*) Oh I see. So is this your first time taking the SATs?
Erlinda: Yeah. You?
Me: This is my....third time.
Erlinda: What?????! Whoa
Me: Yeah. (what's the big deal?? So I'm a masochist. Got a problem with that?!)
Erlinda: Wow.
Me: So where are you applying to?
Erlinda: Somewhere in Arkansas (Of course, she didn't say somewhere in Arkansas, but the name of the college was so obscure that first I've never heard of it, and now I can't remember it. Who the heck goes to Arkansas, anyways?? I've only ever heard of Kansas, where Dorothy and Toto was in before the hurricane blew them away.)
Me: Cool. Nice meeting you, by the way.
** For those of you sad sops who aren't already familiar with Dorothy & Toto, they're from The Wizard of Oz.
So, in conclusion, my ties with the SATs are officially over and I can get rid of the ugly big book that's been taking up space in my bag, staining my shoulder muscles, frying my brain cells and giving me zits and dark circles. Now to other headaches. I just lost 20 pounds. Not in the physical sense, of course. How I wish.
SATS R OVERRRRR!!!!!!
It's permanently gone from my life. I don't ever have to take it again! Nunca mas! Of course, there are some aspects of the exam that I feel compelled to mention here. The lady invigilator this time was really nice, very sweet-looking. And the room was quite warm this time; I was quite overdressed in my roxy windbreaker (hey, what was I supposed to expect, the last time I took the SATs the room was like the north freaking pole).
And best of all, I had time to check my answers and do some omitted ones. Even those in the previous sections, although we're not allowed to do that. But hey, who cares? It's like the 'if a tree fell in the forest and nobody saw it, did it make a sound' dilemma. And trust me, nobody saw me do it, or even cared. They were too busy saving their own asses. I did meet this one girl, Erlinda, who had just finished her STPM last year and is applying to the states. Here's how the convo went:
Me: So, did you just finish ur SPM last year?
Erlinda: Actually, I finished my STPM last yr.
Me: (Oops *blush*) Oh I see. So is this your first time taking the SATs?
Erlinda: Yeah. You?
Me: This is my....third time.
Erlinda: What?????! Whoa
Me: Yeah. (what's the big deal?? So I'm a masochist. Got a problem with that?!)
Erlinda: Wow.
Me: So where are you applying to?
Erlinda: Somewhere in Arkansas (Of course, she didn't say somewhere in Arkansas, but the name of the college was so obscure that first I've never heard of it, and now I can't remember it. Who the heck goes to Arkansas, anyways?? I've only ever heard of Kansas, where Dorothy and Toto was in before the hurricane blew them away.)
Me: Cool. Nice meeting you, by the way.
** For those of you sad sops who aren't already familiar with Dorothy & Toto, they're from The Wizard of Oz.
So, in conclusion, my ties with the SATs are officially over and I can get rid of the ugly big book that's been taking up space in my bag, staining my shoulder muscles, frying my brain cells and giving me zits and dark circles. Now to other headaches. I just lost 20 pounds. Not in the physical sense, of course. How I wish.
Friday, January 26, 2007
VICISSITUDES???
Who the heck would use words like that??
The Collegeboard SAT-makers, that's who. Sick animals.
The Collegeboard SAT-makers, that's who. Sick animals.
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