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Monday, September 24, 2001


What I meant to post a couple days ago...


The ACTs are officially done-with for the rest of my entire life. heh. I think I did worse today, 3rd try, than my 2nd try.. but oh well. I broke down in tears when I got home... and is that necessary? - no -... I now realize how ridiculous it was... me in tears over the fact that I thought I did worse.. but, you know, there are worse things in life.. and I'll save my tears for that.
As idiotic of a dad I think I have sometimes.. I was comforted by something he read me when he saw me in tears.. I've always thought this, but it's just hard to think of the ACT as a "trial"-type thing in my life.. my dad first told me.. "you know what.. I see it so clearly now... when you do go wherever you go (college).. you will be so grateful, rather than expecting it... and when you think 'clearly there is no possible way for me to get this', and then you are given it, you will be much more grateful for what you receive."
That made me think.. because I've never wanted anything to come easy for me, and he's right.. if I expected to be accepted to any college I wanted, then it would be hardly anything for me to be truly proud of... and it should be interesting to see which colleges take me based on 4 years of strenuous hard-work in & out of school, but will my scores stand in their way of admission? If they do.. I shouldn't be going there... any school which bases admissions on test scores is missing a completely different "person" out there... and I don't want to be in any school which lacks that diversity.... I want to be in a school where there are both people who debate me on why standardized tests are a good way to measure "college intelligence", and then people in the school who would fight that it's not accurate..... that's diversity.. not when everyone agrees that "yeah I pulled off a ___ score and ..etc.".. bleh.. I went off on a little tangent. The above blog is what my dad read to me...
. . . babbled Lin