Leavetakings

Remember, I took the SAT II? (yes you, the-non-existent-yet-in-my-imagination-ubiquitous reader).

I recieved my scores today, and was , overall, pleased with them.

Math IC: 780 (99th Percentile)
Biology: 740
Writing: 790 (97th Percentile)- Twin got 800 here, 100%

The anticipation for these scores has been nervewracking; every day I would go to the College Board website, biting my nails furiously, and check if my scores had been released. It wasn't until today- a day earlier then the scheduled date- that I saw the red sign I had long anticipated on the website, saying in large bold letters 'YOUR JUNE SCORES ARE IN', and then a tempting hyperlink to finally unveil the numbers that would inexorably dictate my future.

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Now, because my neuroses are inherently restless, I've started to become anxious over another thing. I seem to enjoy being nervous-feeling the familiar fluttering feeling in my stomach, as if every breath I take in is laced with adrenaline.

Unfortunately, the event I'm nervous over is not exactly worthy of much anxiety- and especially not of adrenaline. My school conducts a yearly affair in which students are recognized for their academic affairs and other, non-worthy endeavours (just kidding). It's called, fittingly, Prizegiving.

The thing is, when students get recognized for academic success they recieve books. And, best of all, they're free!

I really can't resist a free book.

The problem being, I don't know if I've preformed well enough to merit one- there's certainly no lack of competition at our school, and I am doubtful that my marks are good enough. When I do find out, this Friday, I shall inform my humble internet abode immediately so that my vast empty audiences can comfort me over my inevitable failure.

EDIT/UPDATE: Turns out I preformed moderately well at Prizegiving. See Ellen's blog, herefor an interesting and informative diatribe on my presumptuous nature.
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I'm leaving for a summer program called Global Young Leaders Conference, for ten days until the end of June. Then I'm off to SHAD- it's for science-oriented overachievers from across the free world. I like to say it's selective, because I can then accompany that statement with a nonchalant, superior smile.

In any case, I'm not sure with what frequency I'll be able to post. Before the tears start flowing, masses of invisible audience, please take comfort in the fact that I have been promised internet access- it may yet be I'll have plenty of time.
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Whatever the case, I've become too attached to this blog to leave it now. Adios!