Passed!
And spent time in the college parking lot getting laughed at by the security guards 8D
...Maybe next time I'll even exceed 12 miles per hour.
Tags: testing
Class, Tests, a Dress
PSAT testing tomorrow, from 7.55 in the morning to 11.00. This is going to fun, especially since I completely forgot the test existed until...today. And that I was signed up for it. So I'm going to hole up with my little study booklet and cram along with reading the chapter I missed in math, finishing my two math assignments, reading an essay, and writing a paper on that essay, all due tomorrow. I hate getting sick.
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Onto the essay. (Also, yay new icon! I luffs it to bits.)
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Onto the essay. (Also, yay new icon! I luffs it to bits.)
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Math is Funky
I am going to miss my maths teacher.
I mean, you don't get many teachers who play music while his students are taking a test that isn't Christmas carols or Mozart. As an example from my math final today (which I forgot my calculator for and so needed something to calm me down before I overloaded from stress, for which this was perfect):
Yes there was dancin'
And singin'
And movin' to the grooving
and just when - it hit me
somebody turned around
And shouted!
Play that funky music white boy~ Play the funky music right~
I mean, you don't get many teachers who play music while his students are taking a test that isn't Christmas carols or Mozart. As an example from my math final today (which I forgot my calculator for and so needed something to calm me down before I overloaded from stress, for which this was perfect):
Yes there was dancin'
And singin'
And movin' to the grooving
and just when - it hit me
somebody turned around
And shouted!
Play that funky music white boy~ Play the funky music right~
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I'll give you a Five Second Head Start
I'm going to stab my finals with a spork until they're dead.
Tomorrow's the last day thankfully, but I also have my math final tomorrow...and my 20th centuries one but that's not so bad...
But math.
...Until they're dead, I swear...
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Do the Happy Dance
I am OUT of Math Workshop! WHOOT!
*does a jig, does a jig, does a nerdy happy jig*
I passed my State Math Test with a 326, which is the exact minimum for passing. I missed the test by one point last year, and for being out of any sort of math for half a year, I don't think I did too bad. I could do better, of course, a lot better- but I passed, and I'm very happy with that for now.
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...Now I need to find my councilor and talk to him about switching classes. This frightens me.
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This is Unfair
My sister, who is a year and a half younger than me, is a quarter of an inch taller than me.
...I'm gonna go cry now.
PS: However, I have chocolate cake and she is sick. I think I can forgive her.
PPS: I think the icon is very appropriate...exaggerated, yes, but appropriate.
PPPS: (can you even have a 'ps' that many times...?) PSATs today. Became bored at test questions. Mind wandered. This is not beneficial to good test results. December will bring the verdict.
...I'm gonna go cry now.
PS: However, I have chocolate cake and she is sick. I think I can forgive her.
PPS: I think the icon is very appropriate...exaggerated, yes, but appropriate.
PPPS: (can you even have a 'ps' that many times...?) PSATs today. Became bored at test questions. Mind wandered. This is not beneficial to good test results. December will bring the verdict.
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...Hi
... Wow I haven't updated this in a while!
School year's been...okay, I guess. I might have to take math workshop next trimester in order to help me pass my OAKS testing...
I already know it's probably not going to help much. I can't test. That's not a self-put-downer thing either.
I. Cannot. Test. At least not in math. I know how to do everything. I can do the work...I just can't test with it. If it's an actual right on the spot question that you have to figure out for a reason then I'm good with it...when it comes to 'take this paper, finish it, and if you fail your gonna drop almost a letter grade and be unable to make it up...'
I freak, flail, and FAIL. I did fine last trimester because tests weren't a huge thing. If I stressed myself out and failed one then I could make it up. I can't do that with the ones this trimester and it's driving me up the wall! I've thrown up twice this trimester (mot counting the two weeks where I was sick) because my stress levels are so high.
I cannot wait to get out of this math class. *headdesk*
On a happier note. JROTC started marksmanship training a few weeks ago. Even though I hate loud noises and have heard enough horror stories from my ex-cop of a mom that being around guns gets me jittery...I kinda liked it. Sure cocking the thing in standing position was a pain in the neck at first, and I only found out today that closing the eye you're not using really helps, but it was fun.
We had the testing-thing for it today. I did alright in the prone position but standing left a bit to be desired. Since I've been shooting a white blob since we've started, however, (and almost hitting center each time) once I found out how to clear the scope up aiming was easy. Now if only I can get my hand to hold steady in standing...
Yes, I surprised my self and had a good time. I still hate the sound of them going off but I no longer twitch when they do.
I definitely have more to add but I'm getting bored with typing in this thing. :P I'm gonna go now.
Byy-yye!
School year's been...okay, I guess. I might have to take math workshop next trimester in order to help me pass my OAKS testing...
I already know it's probably not going to help much. I can't test. That's not a self-put-downer thing either.
I. Cannot. Test. At least not in math. I know how to do everything. I can do the work...I just can't test with it. If it's an actual right on the spot question that you have to figure out for a reason then I'm good with it...when it comes to 'take this paper, finish it, and if you fail your gonna drop almost a letter grade and be unable to make it up...'
I freak, flail, and FAIL. I did fine last trimester because tests weren't a huge thing. If I stressed myself out and failed one then I could make it up. I can't do that with the ones this trimester and it's driving me up the wall! I've thrown up twice this trimester (mot counting the two weeks where I was sick) because my stress levels are so high.
I cannot wait to get out of this math class. *headdesk*
On a happier note. JROTC started marksmanship training a few weeks ago. Even though I hate loud noises and have heard enough horror stories from my ex-cop of a mom that being around guns gets me jittery...I kinda liked it. Sure cocking the thing in standing position was a pain in the neck at first, and I only found out today that closing the eye you're not using really helps, but it was fun.
We had the testing-thing for it today. I did alright in the prone position but standing left a bit to be desired. Since I've been shooting a white blob since we've started, however, (and almost hitting center each time) once I found out how to clear the scope up aiming was easy. Now if only I can get my hand to hold steady in standing...
Yes, I surprised my self and had a good time. I still hate the sound of them going off but I no longer twitch when they do.
I definitely have more to add but I'm getting bored with typing in this thing. :P I'm gonna go now.
Byy-yye!