I took Megan's "How Much Do You Know?" quiz on quizyourfriends.com last night, and I only got a 60. I thought I'd get slightly higher. I could have sworn both of them liked tigers, 'cause I do too, and I thought it was neat that we all have the same favorite animal. Eh. At least I didn't "fail."
Anyway. I took the bus yesterday morning instead of driving. We had our first snowfall of the season Thursday night, but it turned into rain after a while, so all the white was washed away into slush. I had NBC on this morning, just in case we were delayed, and it was so disappointing to see "open on time." They might as well not list the county, then!
School was okay. I still have to finish making up my test in PreCal, but it's hard since Ms. O'Neal only stays after school until 4:30. RP was just RP. We started another outline in Geology. That class is
so boring, and Mr. Witko just doesn't strike a good nerve with me, but it's easy.
On my way downstairs to AP US History, I ran into one of my classmates headed upstairs, and she said we had a quiz. An Adkins quiz is nothing to joke about, so I checked with Mr. Adkins on the way in, about two seconds from whipping out my notes to re-read. I said, "I heard four, five, and six?" And he said, "There's no quiz." I think I made a face. I kind of suspected something, because we didn't even have to do number six, and when there's a quiz, no one leaves before class starts. We walk in, someone says, "Quiz. X, Y, and Z," and we sit down and start last-minute studying. I actually take notes at home, so I'm better off than the people that don't even read. It's really obvious who doesn't, because when Mr. Adkins mentions something unusual, the people who didn't read are always surprised. Like, it's right before the Civil War now, and South Carolina Representative Brooks just beat northern Senator Sumner over the head with his cane until it broke -- in the hall of Congress! That would terrify me if I was a congresswoman. You think someone would have stopped him; I guess there wasn't security in 1850-whatever, but still.
Ms. Sim is still gone. The sub work is still on Arthurian legend; we had the part yesterday from Steinbeck's Arthur tales when Lancelot and Guinevere first hook up. The idiots from yesterday didn't show up, so I managed to finish my work, and do a decent job, too. Now I understand why she makes sub work count as a quiz grade, because I know several people that just didn't do it. If it didn't count so much, I'd be more tempted to blow it off.
I spent much of yesterday evening glad to be inside, out of the bitter cold, and working on my college applications. See, I'm having issues with guidance. I never liked their policy of only mailing transcripts directly from the guidance office, and I definitely don't now. About two weeks before Thanksgiving break, I submitted two envelopes to guidance. I did my applications online, so the envelope for Penn State had the counselor form in it, and the envelope for UMD had the counselor form, my recommendation, and a resume, I think. I stamped the school's return address and wrote my name on the envelopes, paperclipped them to my transcript request form, put them on the stack, and left.
All was well until the break started. I got a letter from Penn State saying they'd never received my transcript. The document tracking site for UMD says the same thing: they don't show reception of anything in that envelope. Now, I had reason to believe the Penn State envelope was sent, because they received my counselor form. UMD may just be backlogged with things that aren't in the system yet. I submitted
another transcript request form for Penn State to guidance on Tuesday (I think), and when I checked the site last night, they said my file was complete. So I don't know what's up. I think I'll send an email to UMD to check if they got everything. And just to prevent this from happening again, all I'm submitting to guidance with my next batch of applications is a transcript request. I'll mail the other papers myself. I was trying to avoid sending my file in pieces, since it's easier for things to get lost that way, but I suppose getting one thing lost is better than five.
There was substantial snowfall last night. I woke up to, "Do you have a hat on your head?" The rugrats have this thing about building snowmen. Not that there's enough snow around here for a big one; theirs run about two feet tall. I was unloading groceries, and Courtney came in (with wet boots!) for a carrot. I also deep-cleaned my shower -- Tilex Mold and Mildew Remover is some powerful stuff. I let it sit for about a minute, and the mildew had totally disappeared. It smelled like bleach, but it was all nice and clean.
And now I am back to work. Sort of. My library books are overdue, but I don't know if Mom will let me drive in snow, or if I even want to. I have five, though. That's about ninety cents a day. Yeah, that sounds cheap, but the point of checking them out is that I
don't have to pay for them. And my renewals are up, but I'm not ready to give most of them back. Grr. I'll figure something out. I have to go pick up a book for my Adkins paper, anyway. Okay, back to essays. Bleh.
