All my blog topics have been fizzing out. So, I thought I'd try one on the topic of anticipation.
There is one thing in particular that I am anticipating. Three letters. SAT. I want my results back. I don't care about my birthday, just give me the stupid scores! They're due back in 10 days. Ten very long days. I dare not hope for the score I expect of myself. I dare not hope that I score much higher than last time. But I am in anticipation.
I day-dream about my scores often. I'm checking online, on the edge of my seat, and low and behold, there's a 2200 right there! I scream and push the computer at my mom, and proceed to do the all-time happy dance. In reality, I don't expect or even hope for a 2200(this time). But that is my dream, and you can't mess with my day dreaming.
I'd be content, even pretty happy with the ACT equivalent of a 28. Honestly, that is what I would like to get this time around. I got the equivalent of a 25 last time. I won't be too disappointed if I don't score a 28, but I'd really like to see that improvement.
My birthday can wait, just give me my scores.
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