SATs

Okay, every time I read my cousin's blog it makes me want to post. Thanks, Hol!

Anyway, I took my first SAT test today. I'm not allowed to say anything specific about the questions until I get my score, so I'll have to remember the funny thing I wanted to say for a few weeks. I'll post it if I remember!
It was an interesting experience. Because of my diabetes, I got approval from the College Board to get extended breaktime and permission to test my blood sugar, eat, and drink water during the test. (No extra test time, though.) What I did not realize was that I would be in my own private test room with my own proctor. It was kind of cool, especially because I did not have to worry about being rushed into taking the next leg of the test. The proctor was a very nice lady. She would talk to me about college plans, etc during the breaks and always asked me if I was ready to move on before she started reading the directions for the next part of the test. She even wrote start and stop times out for me (very useful!).

I took a SAT Subject Test—World History—last year without accommodations. It was strange. We were all in my school's Auxillary Gym sitting at the tables used for AP testing (for which I also have accomodations, but I only get my own room if my blood sugar goes wacko in the middle of the test. That's fine by me; I don't always like being "special."). It took a long time to fill out the oh-so-fun bubble sheets (writing out our names, birthdays, etc and then bubbling in the same info so the computer can read it). The test was almost like the AP World History Exam I had taken not a month before—I was positive that it had stolen a question from the AP exam. Which would make sense, because both are run by College Board anyway. Heh.

Anyway, that went well. I have to admit the SAT was a bit fun for me; nine sections of problem solving and an essay section. I enjoy problem solving and am fairly good at writing essays. The only bad part: My shoulders hurt from hunching over my test. Not because I was scared anyone would look at my answers—I had my own room, and I doubt that the proctor or the copy machine in the room would have any use for my answers—it's just a bad habit. Oh well.


In other news: I will more than likely be getting a new digital camera soon. Since I will be visiting my penpal in Germany (only 45 days left!) right as school ends, my mom convinced me (okay, so it didn't take that much convincing; I want a new camera) that I should get a new camera to record all of the memories, places, etc. Most blogs I read start each day with a picture. Hopefully, with a new, non-clunky camera, I will become one of those people who carries a camera around ad infinitum and takes pictures of everything funny, interesting, weird, etc. And then blogs about it. Regularly. Seriously, people—I think this is it. I may have found a way to blog more than twice a year. So I might actually build up a huge fanbase consisting of all of seven people. Or maybe eight.

I should seriously do my homework now.