I went to the Academically Talented Program at College Park on Saturday. I wanted so much to sleep in on Saturday morning, but I figured I might as well go. My dad insisted we leave early, which meant that I was up
before the sun, but at least we weren't rushed. The program was very nice. There was lots of free food, and we got to ask questions to and hear from actual students at the university. I got so much information, but it never felt like too much. Everything was fabulous, and I was totally swayed. I would
love to go there next year.
The best thing was that they think it's okay to go in Undecided. Undecideds go to the Division of Letters and Sciences. I heard an interesting take on the concept of Undecided as a major in the opening address. (The English professor that gave the speech was incredible.) In many cases, the Undecided student just has so many interests and talents to pursue, they can't pick just one. That's a kind of rosy way to look at it, but I like that. I feel that my talent is in writing, but I don't know if I'd be an English major, or a journalism major (though that school is hard to get into), or what. At least it stopped my mom from hounding me... for now.
I didn't get back from UMCP until mid-afternoon. Greg convinced me to go see
Uptown Girls. (Well, he convinced me to go out. I picked the movie.) It wasn't all that good, really. It had promise, but didn't live up to it. Dakota Fanning (the little girl) is darling, and the ending was cool, but otherwise it was generally mediocre. We ran into Ian when we got to the escalator, but I didn't get to say much since Greg pushed me up the escalator. I'm still not sure what that was about. I recovered quickly, so I didn't fall, but I could have.
Today was catch-up day. I finished my math homework and Ms. Sim's worksheets. (I hate worksheets, just on principle.) Then I had my piano lesson, went driving, and studied for my Adkins test tomorrow. Pray for me. Seriously. I have been completely stressed for the last three weeks. Just when something is out of the way, something else comes up. To elaborate: Essay for Ms. Sim due Wednesday. Topic for Adkins project due Tuesday. NHS meeting Wednesday morning. Still no locker; no time to complain to anyone about it. Sudden lack of pens. Piano. Driving. The Internet. My tv shows; at the moment, show, which is sometimes skipped in favor of time-consuming homework. Senior pictures retake on Saturday -- in Baltimore! (Can you say "bags under the eyes"?)
And the bittersweet icing on the stress cake, Greg feeling guilty for trying to dissuade me from working so hard, and me feeling guilty for demoting him in favor of my work.
It's going to be a
long year.
