Stop this nonsense right now. This is ridiculous. VOTE NO ALREADY.
Love,
Postscript
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
wow
I feel like such a genius.
The NYT has a blog called The Choice, which is about college admissions. They've had a series of posts recently with the Director of Admissions at Harvard answering commenters' questions. In one of them, he mentioned that lots of parents write their kids' essays for them, and the very first comment on the post was about how parents should be able to play a big role in their kids' apps because of the money they're going to spend. My comment was that parents should step back and let their kids take responsibility.
In his most recent post, he referred to my comment and later said that readers should heed my advice.
The NYT has a blog called The Choice, which is about college admissions. They've had a series of posts recently with the Director of Admissions at Harvard answering commenters' questions. In one of them, he mentioned that lots of parents write their kids' essays for them, and the very first comment on the post was about how parents should be able to play a big role in their kids' apps because of the money they're going to spend. My comment was that parents should step back and let their kids take responsibility.
In his most recent post, he referred to my comment and later said that readers should heed my advice.
Friday, August 28, 2009
tennis
I was worried about tennis this year. My doubles hadn't improved much, and I thought that my chance to play was in doubles.
But then practices started, and I was kind of sucking at doubles. Seriously.
After one of our practice/ladder matches, my usual partner asked if I wanted to hit with her for a while. She thought that she would do better at singles than doubles. I said yes, and we went out to the court. After we had started playing, our coach told us to play a set.
Now let me say that last year, I wouldn't have had a chance against this girl, I don't think. She could overpower me to the point that I couldn't do anything at all with her shots.
But I won the set, 6-1.
The next day at practice, coach had me hit with a girl--let's call her Ducky, since she sort of walks like a duck. Ducky is a year below me, and she played first singles on JV my sophomore year. She is a huge pain in the butt to play with, since her form is terrible. Like, textbook what not to do. But she is insanely consistent, which is how she managed to both beat everyone and frustrate the hell out of all of us. Last year, she was our third singles player on varsity. Coach hated having her play. Her form was embarrassing to him as a professional tennis coach.
Basically, this all added up and made me want to beat her really really badly.
6-1. YES.
Then coach gave me the first compliment ever.* "Nice playing," he said.
If I can beat her again, I have a chance to play third singles this year (*knocks on wood*).
This makes me so happy.
*He then proceeded to tell me all the things I needed to work on, but he usually skips the compliment part, so I feel like it was an improvement!
But then practices started, and I was kind of sucking at doubles. Seriously.
After one of our practice/ladder matches, my usual partner asked if I wanted to hit with her for a while. She thought that she would do better at singles than doubles. I said yes, and we went out to the court. After we had started playing, our coach told us to play a set.
Now let me say that last year, I wouldn't have had a chance against this girl, I don't think. She could overpower me to the point that I couldn't do anything at all with her shots.
But I won the set, 6-1.
The next day at practice, coach had me hit with a girl--let's call her Ducky, since she sort of walks like a duck. Ducky is a year below me, and she played first singles on JV my sophomore year. She is a huge pain in the butt to play with, since her form is terrible. Like, textbook what not to do. But she is insanely consistent, which is how she managed to both beat everyone and frustrate the hell out of all of us. Last year, she was our third singles player on varsity. Coach hated having her play. Her form was embarrassing to him as a professional tennis coach.
Basically, this all added up and made me want to beat her really really badly.
6-1. YES.
Then coach gave me the first compliment ever.* "Nice playing," he said.
If I can beat her again, I have a chance to play third singles this year (*knocks on wood*).
This makes me so happy.
*He then proceeded to tell me all the things I needed to work on, but he usually skips the compliment part, so I feel like it was an improvement!
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
anonymity
I really don't want this blog to become shrouded in secrecy, but I decided it's not really in my best interest for any random person on teh internets to know where I go to college. So I've deleted or edited posts about the college search so they're not as explicit about where I want. The college I spent time at earlier this summer will henceforth be known as First Choice School, or FCS. Any other colleges will be described ambiguously.
$1543
Eight application fees: $555
Two tries at the SAT REasoning test: $90
Three SAT Subject tests: $57
Sending SAT scores: $76
Five AP tests: $430
Two IB tests: $305
Spending over 1500 bucks so I can get into college is so not cool I don't even know where to begin.
And this doesn't even begin to include the incredible emotional, mental, and physical toll that going through all of this exacts on you.
Two tries at the SAT REasoning test: $90
Three SAT Subject tests: $57
Sending SAT scores: $76
Five AP tests: $430
Two IB tests: $305
Spending over 1500 bucks so I can get into college is so not cool I don't even know where to begin.
And this doesn't even begin to include the incredible emotional, mental, and physical toll that going through all of this exacts on you.
Friday, August 7, 2009
my sister and I are so different.
We both talk to ourselves on the tennis court occasionally.
The other day, I was hitting with her and was trying to be nice. I hit a shot slightly wider than I meant to, and her return went into the net. She said "Good try". I said thanks.
She was talking to herself.
When I talk to myself, it's either "jksdhgh why did you do that?!?!?" or "If you had done x, y wouldn't have happened. Next time, remember x." More often the former.
The other day, I was hitting with her and was trying to be nice. I hit a shot slightly wider than I meant to, and her return went into the net. She said "Good try". I said thanks.
She was talking to herself.
When I talk to myself, it's either "jksdhgh why did you do that?!?!?" or "If you had done x, y wouldn't have happened. Next time, remember x." More often the former.
Friday, July 24, 2009
gmail ads are hilarious
GPS Spouse Tracking - Moniitor Your Spouses Activities w/ Our GPS Vehicle Tracking Devices
I could give you a whole list of things wrong with this. I think the most obvious is the spelling error, which irritates me to no end.
I could give you a whole list of things wrong with this. I think the most obvious is the spelling error, which irritates me to no end.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Excellent for a Chilly Summer Day
Hot Chocolate a la mode
Seriously. You must try this. It's supereasy. From this book, which I highly recommend.
1 cup milk (he recommends whole milk, but I used 1% and it was ridiculously rich already.)
1/2 cup semisweet chocolate chips (don't use fully sweetened. it's already very sweet.)
Ice cream (he says vanilla or coffee. but i used chocolate and it was delicious.)
Whipped cream, if you want.
Heat up the milk until it's very hot. It needs to be really hot. Add the chocolate chips, and let them sit for a full minute. Then whisk until it's smooth.
Put a scoop of ice cream into a big mug. A very big mug, since you need room for the cocoa and whipped cream. Pour the cocoa over it, and top with whipped cream. Eat it immediately, before everything melts.
Seriously. You must try this. It's supereasy. From this book, which I highly recommend.
1 cup milk (he recommends whole milk, but I used 1% and it was ridiculously rich already.)
1/2 cup semisweet chocolate chips (don't use fully sweetened. it's already very sweet.)
Ice cream (he says vanilla or coffee. but i used chocolate and it was delicious.)
Whipped cream, if you want.
Heat up the milk until it's very hot. It needs to be really hot. Add the chocolate chips, and let them sit for a full minute. Then whisk until it's smooth.
Put a scoop of ice cream into a big mug. A very big mug, since you need room for the cocoa and whipped cream. Pour the cocoa over it, and top with whipped cream. Eat it immediately, before everything melts.
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