SAT update

Got my scores today!

Critical Reading: 630
Math: 690
Writing: 700

Composite: 2020!

I'm pretty happy. I'm gonna take 'em again in January, and hopefully I'll get 700 in everything. :)

Another statistic.

So I've been outta school for two days now, going on three. I hate being sick. Thank god I don't have swine flu though. :)

I can't wait to get glasses. I really want nice frames. Maybe I'll ask my mom to pay for half or give me them as a birthday present. Ugh, I love designer stuff sooooo much.

To all of those cynics who hate Saw..

Frankly, I get SEVERELY pissed when someone says they hate Saw, but they have not taken the time to see all 6 of them. I just got back from the 6th, and honestly, it's my favorite of the Saw series, and probably one of the best sequels I've ever seen. You can't simply judge Saw based on ONE of the SIX films. They all work together to form a network of plot, character, and gore (yes, the essential, infamous factor of these movies) that surpasses all other movies in its category. So I guess what I'm saying is that before you go and condemn the Saw series as unnecessary and excessive, please take the time to watch all of the movies; analyzing the words that the scripts include, the emotion the actors so vividly convey, and yes, even try not to close your eyes during the graphic depictions of torture and death. They are awesome movies. And no one, I repeat, NO ONE, can ever convince me otherwise.

Other than Saw, tonight was, interesting. Even when I definitely shouldn't have, I felt outta the loop, on my own, unwanted. Like, even though I'm a main ingridients in all the nights recipes, I feel like the chef just left me out of the mix to "put a new spin on things" or "mix it up a bit" (no pun intended). I miss what I use to have, but I guess replacement was imminent.

EllOhVeeEee

Silence is deafening
Self-consciousness conquers
With every "heyyyyy"
And every "bby"
Please, God, why?
I'm sick
Literally and firguratively
I need guidance, I need to follow
The right path
I need that extra breath before
I go underwater
I need to abandon this facade
Of apathy, of heartlessness
I want that quickened pulse
I want freedom to succumb to it
I want to fall in the abyss
I want the right one
I want what I want
I want to be loved
I want to love.

About last night...

Tying up the loose ends is nice.
And having all my work done is nice. :)

I love this year. Everything is going right.

Ugh

I'd just thought I'd post saying how dead I really am on the inside due to these stupid Gov't essays. Honestly, Papa Lew? They're turning out great, what I have done anyways. They're really easy. I'm just, dead from all the work though.

I'd give anything for just one more day to work on this.

From this day forward Isaac McClure will no longer procrastinate. I will space out my work, so I don't end up staying up until 2 AM doing stupid papers.

So, I'm sitting here with Nina, procrastinating...

Yeah, so I'm supposed to be typing my AP Government and Politics papers right now (well, not even typing them, I'm in the planning phase; wow, I suck at life). So, I'm with Nina, and we're just chatting about the German exchange students, how AWESOME pomegranate limeade is, and wondering where the hell Alyssa is right now.

I love Nina's HUGE projector screen. It makes Chicago seem even better than it already is. And it makes procrastinating even easier.

I really like, these essays aren't even hard. I can probably write them in like, two hours. But for some, reason I just don't want to. So I'll put it off until the last possible moment.

Now we're watching YouTube videos. YES.

And then we're gonna watch Chicago. Double YES.

I'll post more lataaaa.

Umm,

I can't stand when my mom interrogates me. Like honestly, I'm a frickin' awesome kid. Better than the vast majority of people. I'm in a ton of clubs, I'm an avid Christian, I'm top five percent of my class, I'm planning college a lot earlier than I should be...do I need to name more? I'm so sick of it.

I turned in my NHS stuff yesterday? I'll tell if I made it or not. I think I did.

I've been loaded with work lately. I hate it. I hate staying up late, but whatever. I just keep reminding myself about Johns Hopkins...

So this weekend.

Friday: Through spontaneous action, I had tied up some loose ends, drank some Mountain Dew, and went to bed satisified. Confident. Relaxed.

Saturday: SAT's. Already wrote about them. Went home, tried to sleep, failed. Tried to work on Keenan work. Failed. Went to Starbucks with Julie and Hein, and tried to do work. Failed. Cheechy, Glor, Kaela and Jessa met us there. Went to Tara's play. Fantastic. She was awesome. It was nice seeing Nicco. Tara wants us to be friends. Working on it. Went to Applebee's after. Saw Marie Hannoush. Love her. Met up with anouther German exchange student, Marie. Has great shoes, and good style. Wicked pretty. Lots of fun, memorable quotes. Went to Julie's. Cheech's car broke down, so she couldn't go. Watched funny videos (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zipbWRj_C8c). Drank Pomegranate Arizona tea. Played Piano with Marie. Watched SNL with Jessa, Julie, Marie, Hein, and Gloria. Left Keenan work in Jessa's Jeep. Didn't realize till Sunday. Gloria took me home at 12:20. Went to bed relaxed. Excited. Hopeful.

Sunday: Freaked out about work. Wanted to quit more than I want to go to college. Went to work. Talked to my boss. She said it'll all be alright, cause wedding season is over. Worked eleven hours at a class reunion. Wanna be older to go to my class reunion. Good work day, easy. Had lots of fun. Went home late. Went to be relaxed, accomplished, okay.

Monday: Picked up Morgan, went to Grandma's, Agway, and Starbucks. Watching Fight Club at home. The rest will be posted when it actually happens.

God, I loved this weekend.
Hopefully life will start to be like this a lot more often.
I like being happy. Completely, undeniably happy.
Happiness seems to be accentuated by the sadness one feels. When something goes terribnly, another thing goes really well. You go from feeling like your world is going to implode to feeling like your world is a utopia.
And now I ask, is this just what life is? A series of a distorted roller coaster rides that test your emotions and rewards you with euphoria?
This weekend, I passed the test, and I was rewarded.


:)

SAT

So the SAT went pretty well I think.
Predicted scores:

Critcal Reading: 650-680
Math: 700-720
Writing: 700-750

Composite: 2050-2250

Hopefully I'm right about my scores. I'll post them when I get them. :)

Frickin' SAT's

Oh my god. Honestly, I'm freaking out soooooooo badly about the SAT's. I did soooo bad on my practice test today. Granted, I did have A LOT of distractions, but still. Oh my god oh my god oh my god. How do I expect to get into Johns Hopkins with less than a 2000? Agh, I need to get a 2100. I need to. I just, I need to. I should be able to get a 7 frickin' 50 on math. I don't know what holds me back. I know all the answers. Critcal reading really gve me a run for my money, since I've never gotten higher than a 610. I want at least a 650. I think I can. Writing isn't an issue. I just, need to think logically and don't flub over ANYTHING. Agh, I need to let my OCD kick in. So basically, I want a 750 in math, a 650 in English, and a 720 for writing = 2120. Oh, I just wanna be amazing at something in my life. Let it be the SAT's.

Glee!

Glee is AMAZING. Honestly, the music is awesome. And the casting is perfect. I loved the cameos of Kristen Chenoweth and Victor Garber. Ryan Murphy really hit home with another series.

Now I can't wait for Nip/Tuck, which is also on Wednesdays (right after Glee!). It'll be a Ryan Murphy Wednesday!

Oh my God...

I want these so bad.




They're green Skull Candis, and I want them.

Home sick

I hate staying home, sick. I hate missing school. I'm gonna DROWN in work tomorrow. At least it's Wednesday, my one day off of my crazy life. I have an SAT course at night though, online. So all my work will have to get done before that. I hate being sick. Ugh.

So, about Keenan's...

I got a 77 on my minor assessment. Considering the average of the two AP English 11 classes (about a 70), that's pretty good. I have an 87 in her class. YAY! I hope that I have an A for my full grade in that class. I'm sure I will. I love rhetoric. So much. I love Language. Out of the five DIDLS, I love diction and syntax. I'm good with those two. It's imagery, details, and language that I have a problem with. I think that I may ask Jill to stay after with me and do some exercises. I hope she goes for it...

Today sucked.
It rained, an I worked in the rain for ten hours. A tent collapsed on me. I spilt coffee on someone.

Andrew is pissing me off so much. Honestly, I tell him, and he just doesn't get it. At least I have Morg. (I'll give you all a detailed account of all my best friends, at some point.)

I came home and did nothing. Great.

The Big E

I love the yellow slide. The mini donuts. The Mardi Gras beads. Everything about it. What I don't love is having no time to do homework, thus being forced to stay up late. Ugh.

So excited for tomorrow. Can't wait to hang with Evannnnnnnnn!

Yay for the Big E!

So I get to skip F and G period (gym and AP Gov) to go to the Big E. Yaay!
I'm running on five hours of sleep. Not yaay.

Buuuut, it's nbd. I'll just do the same tonight. :(

(P.S. I'm trying to coin "jsyk." It means "just so you know." Use it!)

Well,

I'm sorry that I'm starting this blog off with a boring post.

But,
Frankly,
I'm tired.

I was up doing a lab report. My first lab report. Ever. For Honors Chem. Let's hope I get a good grade.

I'll post more tomorrow. I promise.

Nighty night.