my psat scores came in. 196. i was disappointed, but not dead.
rauntie says i need at least one 80 next year esp in math if i want to be a scientist.
and i need at least one 800 on the sat preferably in math next year on the sat.
and she's right.
i want mit.
mit wants 760-800 on math.
they could practically care less verbally.
:[
booo hooo.
this makes me have to start studying NOW for the sats.
blah.
i want to kill.
but i just want to get into college.
the archived blog that I kept from 2006-2012. the current blog is live at reyidiance (2012-the present) you can also find a pdf version of this blog from gum road here: gumroad.com/raysofsunshine
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
today was an early release.
i feel kinda like i have been early releasing.
i haven't been consistent in my effort in anything but dance.
that's got to change so that i can go intern this summer.
i have like 8 to 10 programs i'm applying to.
i need to do well now in order to stand a chance in those programs.
dance is so fun now. i'm enjoying getting better and better. even if i practice like a half hour, it's a good half hour of practice. :P
i'm so happy for my senior friends! results are coming for early decision this month. they're all psyched. i'm so happy for them because they've achieved what they wanted.
it's a thrill to see them so happy, even online.
i can't wait for when that is me. that is me going far from home so soon and learning how to live and what to learn for my career. i can't wait for that feeling. i think and dream about it so much. i'm not like transfixed on it, but i want it. more than this moment, i want the chance to have that moment.
:P
i feel kinda like i have been early releasing.
i haven't been consistent in my effort in anything but dance.
that's got to change so that i can go intern this summer.
i have like 8 to 10 programs i'm applying to.
i need to do well now in order to stand a chance in those programs.
dance is so fun now. i'm enjoying getting better and better. even if i practice like a half hour, it's a good half hour of practice. :P
i'm so happy for my senior friends! results are coming for early decision this month. they're all psyched. i'm so happy for them because they've achieved what they wanted.
it's a thrill to see them so happy, even online.
i can't wait for when that is me. that is me going far from home so soon and learning how to live and what to learn for my career. i can't wait for that feeling. i think and dream about it so much. i'm not like transfixed on it, but i want it. more than this moment, i want the chance to have that moment.
:P
Saturday, November 17, 2007
i'm way better than alive !
hahaha. so see that post below about how worried i was? i worried for absolutely nothingg! my english grade was an A. and i got an A+ in math and vb! and history was a solid A, along with everything else! no A-s! yay! so excited right noww :) and i'm getting nhs! w00t! w00t! sooooo psyched :] and i'm actually emotionally happy too.
so what if only neha and kay*(LOL) are the only people i'm my crazy realll self around? they're all i need. three musketeers: curly, mo, and shmoe <33 foreverr! i'm so happy right now. dance is going so well too! temple day dance went extremely well! kausalya auntie praised me! i'm so happy about many facets in my life. i need to work a little harder in school, but besides that i'm a happy soul. guitar is wicked fun as well. i'm getting so close to SONGS, i can almost taste it. Today's college forum was good. I talked to the MIT EC for this area about my neuroscience dreams. he was supportive, even saying that this decade is the decade of neuroscience :) i can't wait to get into the field. i hopeeee that i figure out a worthwhile way to spend my summer so i can achieve it.
:) :) :)
so what if only neha and kay*(LOL) are the only people i'm my crazy realll self around? they're all i need. three musketeers: curly, mo, and shmoe <33 foreverr! i'm so happy right now. dance is going so well too! temple day dance went extremely well! kausalya auntie praised me! i'm so happy about many facets in my life. i need to work a little harder in school, but besides that i'm a happy soul. guitar is wicked fun as well. i'm getting so close to SONGS, i can almost taste it. Today's college forum was good. I talked to the MIT EC for this area about my neuroscience dreams. he was supportive, even saying that this decade is the decade of neuroscience :) i can't wait to get into the field. i hopeeee that i figure out a worthwhile way to spend my summer so i can achieve it.
:) :) :)
Thursday, October 25, 2007
FH is over. 1 quarter down, 3 more to go.
I've barely made it out alive.
VB ---absolutely no idea.
Gym--Honors? wha?
Lit--HOPEFULLYYYYY A-. first and last time i will ever say that.
Algebra--A+ woohoo! :)
Latin--94! yay! even with all those 80s!
history- boo. i don't care. i can't pretend to not be apathetic. actually, i can. one...two...all gone. this man cannot teach. i cannot pretend to learn anything from him much longer.
chemistry--as of now, 94. as of tomorrow, i hope it stays that way.
so, remember that post about a two months ago about how i hate myself in burlington?
well, not much has changed. i'm trying so hard to be my crazy self. but i'm just a big stuttering, inarticulate mess.
and that too, i'm only this when around neha, aakansh, zill, krina, and brinda.
oh well, you gotta start somewhere.
i just realllllllllly miss dang, ali, alycia, zoe, etc. and every time we bostonians try for a reunion, we mess up.
i reallllllly need one. i'm dying. my spirit has flown. literally. i feel like the corpse of my former self. i feel as though i am stuck like this thing people know me as and i have no way of ever getting myself out. which makes me fall deeper.
especially with the humanities this year. i have no idea what it is, but my skill level has dropped. exponentially. from this year and last in history. well, i have a very good idea why. costa, no matter what he is outside of the classroom, cannot teach ME history. maybe his manic methods work for someone. they do NOT work for me. i'm suffering. i'm like one of those birds you see at the side of the road, wing broken, waddling upward, and then kerplank, boom-down. dead.
casey is just an enigmatic, fool of a fear mongering teacher. he tries to throw our minds for a loop every time he talks. but the thing is, most of what he tells us is fact. so it does instill fear. fear to speak up. at least in me. he seems as though he wants obedience and discipline in his students while discussing in a nonchalant way. i don't like it. he makes me feel like i am being x-rayed. maybe it's those constant scans. i liked him as a teacher until he told us about that court case. i really did not need to hear that. :[
i hope the end of field hockey shows an upshoot in my grades and dance performance level. i know i can do even better than i did at vijayadeshmi if i try and practice harder.
i'm pretty excited to rejoin and participate in the clubs i'm part of.
stupid first term.
better get high honors.
i'm going to KILL for it.
:[
VB ---absolutely no idea.
Gym--Honors? wha?
Lit--HOPEFULLYYYYY A-. first and last time i will ever say that.
Algebra--A+ woohoo! :)
Latin--94! yay! even with all those 80s!
history- boo. i don't care. i can't pretend to not be apathetic. actually, i can. one...two...all gone. this man cannot teach. i cannot pretend to learn anything from him much longer.
chemistry--as of now, 94. as of tomorrow, i hope it stays that way.
so, remember that post about a two months ago about how i hate myself in burlington?
well, not much has changed. i'm trying so hard to be my crazy self. but i'm just a big stuttering, inarticulate mess.
and that too, i'm only this when around neha, aakansh, zill, krina, and brinda.
oh well, you gotta start somewhere.
i just realllllllllly miss dang, ali, alycia, zoe, etc. and every time we bostonians try for a reunion, we mess up.
i reallllllly need one. i'm dying. my spirit has flown. literally. i feel like the corpse of my former self. i feel as though i am stuck like this thing people know me as and i have no way of ever getting myself out. which makes me fall deeper.
especially with the humanities this year. i have no idea what it is, but my skill level has dropped. exponentially. from this year and last in history. well, i have a very good idea why. costa, no matter what he is outside of the classroom, cannot teach ME history. maybe his manic methods work for someone. they do NOT work for me. i'm suffering. i'm like one of those birds you see at the side of the road, wing broken, waddling upward, and then kerplank, boom-down. dead.
casey is just an enigmatic, fool of a fear mongering teacher. he tries to throw our minds for a loop every time he talks. but the thing is, most of what he tells us is fact. so it does instill fear. fear to speak up. at least in me. he seems as though he wants obedience and discipline in his students while discussing in a nonchalant way. i don't like it. he makes me feel like i am being x-rayed. maybe it's those constant scans. i liked him as a teacher until he told us about that court case. i really did not need to hear that. :[
i hope the end of field hockey shows an upshoot in my grades and dance performance level. i know i can do even better than i did at vijayadeshmi if i try and practice harder.
i'm pretty excited to rejoin and participate in the clubs i'm part of.
stupid first term.
better get high honors.
i'm going to KILL for it.
:[
FH is over. 1 quarter down, 3 more to go.
I've barely made it out alive.
VB ---absolutely no idea.
Gym--Honors? wha?
Lit--HOPEFULLYYYYY A-. first and last time i will ever say that.
Algebra--A+ woohoo! :)
Latin--94! yay! even with all those 80s!
history- boo. i don't care. i can't pretend to not be apathetic. actually, i can. one...two...all gone. this man cannot teach. i cannot pretend to learn anything from him much longer.
chemistry--as of now, 94. as of tomorrow, i hope it stays that way.
so, remember that post about a two months ago about how i hate myself in burlington?
well, not much has changed. i'm trying so hard to be my crazy self. but i'm just a big stuttering, inarticulate mess.
and that too, i'm only this when around neha, aakansh, zill, krina, and brinda.
oh well, you gotta start somewhere.
i just realllllllllly miss dang, ali, alycia, zoe, etc. and every time we bostonians try for a reunion, we mess up.
i reallllllly need one. i'm dying. my spirit has flown. literally. i feel like the corpse of my former self. i feel as though i am stuck like this thing people know me as and i have no way of ever getting myself out. which makes me fall deeper.
especially with the humanities this year. i have no idea what it is, but my skill level has dropped. exponentially. from this year and last in history. well, i have a very good idea why. costa, no matter what he is outside of the classroom, cannot teach ME history. maybe his manic methods work for someone. they do NOT work for me. i'm suffering. i'm like one of those birds you see at the side of the road, wing broken, waddling upward, and then kerplank, boom-down. dead.
casey is just an enigmatic, fool of a fear mongering teacher. he tries to throw our minds for a loop every time he talks. but the thing is, most of what he tells us is fact. so it does instill fear. fear to speak up. at least in me. he seems as though he wants obedience and discipline in his students while discussing in a nonchalant way. i don't like it. he makes me feel like i am being x-rayed. maybe it's those constant scans. i liked him as a teacher until he told us about that court case. i really did not need to hear that. :[
i hope the end of field hockey shows an upshoot in my grades and dance performance level. i know i can do even better than i did at vijayadeshmi if i try and practice harder.
i'm pretty excited to rejoin and participate in the clubs i'm part of.
stupid first term.
better get high honors.
i'm going to KILL for it.
VB ---absolutely no idea.
Gym--Honors? wha?
Lit--HOPEFULLYYYYY A-. first and last time i will ever say that.
Algebra--A+ woohoo! :)
Latin--94! yay! even with all those 80s!
history- boo. i don't care. i can't pretend to not be apathetic. actually, i can. one...two...all gone. this man cannot teach. i cannot pretend to learn anything from him much longer.
chemistry--as of now, 94. as of tomorrow, i hope it stays that way.
so, remember that post about a two months ago about how i hate myself in burlington?
well, not much has changed. i'm trying so hard to be my crazy self. but i'm just a big stuttering, inarticulate mess.
and that too, i'm only this when around neha, aakansh, zill, krina, and brinda.
oh well, you gotta start somewhere.
i just realllllllllly miss dang, ali, alycia, zoe, etc. and every time we bostonians try for a reunion, we mess up.
i reallllllly need one. i'm dying. my spirit has flown. literally. i feel like the corpse of my former self. i feel as though i am stuck like this thing people know me as and i have no way of ever getting myself out. which makes me fall deeper.
especially with the humanities this year. i have no idea what it is, but my skill level has dropped. exponentially. from this year and last in history. well, i have a very good idea why. costa, no matter what he is outside of the classroom, cannot teach ME history. maybe his manic methods work for someone. they do NOT work for me. i'm suffering. i'm like one of those birds you see at the side of the road, wing broken, waddling upward, and then kerplank, boom-down. dead.
casey is just an enigmatic, fool of a fear mongering teacher. he tries to throw our minds for a loop every time he talks. but the thing is, most of what he tells us is fact. so it does instill fear. fear to speak up. at least in me. he seems as though he wants obedience and discipline in his students while discussing in a nonchalant way. i don't like it. he makes me feel like i am being x-rayed. maybe it's those constant scans. i liked him as a teacher until he told us about that court case. i really did not need to hear that. :[
i hope the end of field hockey shows an upshoot in my grades and dance performance level. i know i can do even better than i did at vijayadeshmi if i try and practice harder.
i'm pretty excited to rejoin and participate in the clubs i'm part of.
stupid first term.
better get high honors.
i'm going to KILL for it.
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