Today was Dynamic. Last night was hard.

Today was dynamic.
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I had put on shorts, and my birks anticipating a warm day…

It was snowing when I went to my car

Things happened untill morning break…

It was then that I payed the ungodly price of $8 to get my ACT scores
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I GOT A 30!!!!

That is the top 3% in the COUNTRY!

Other Highlights Include:

- Reading/Social Sciences – Top 1%
- Adv. Geometry & Trig – Top 1%
- English/Rhetorical Skills – Top 2%
- General Reading – Top 3%
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Wow… top 3%… that made my day…

Vellinga said I could get mad scholarships with those scores, and could basicly choose the non-ivy league school of my preference…

That Kicks ASS!

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I am so glad that I got these scores, because I honestly needed something to make it through the day.

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I reread last night’s post, and realized its true ficticious origin…

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I suppose I worte it as a futile attempt at convincing myself of its truth.

To a plethora of my own disenchantment, it worked for a while…

The truth is that people can tell me that a situation has been layed to rest, and I can believe them to a degree… I did for a brief period of time.

The problem that I am now combating is belief.

I truly don’t believe that the situation has been delt with.

I was told I ruined a life.

Logic suggests that maybe this was said in anger; but regardless of the emotion behind it – or it’s prideful foundation – it was still said…

This is not the type of statement that falls to fruition with nothing behind it – there was a reason.

You can dismiss this comment a million times – but I can’t.

I can’t believe that someone says this, and then – in the same day – can act all peachy and composed.

You say it’s fine…

But I still don’t.