For the past 8 weeks, every Sunday from 4:30-7:30 i have spent my time in ACT prep class, when i could have been playing tennis. So i have been workingmy behind off getting ready for this test every teen in americadreads taking (well most teens). I had a 3 hour one on one with my ACT tutor on Friday (the day before i took my test) and left thinking i was fully prepared. i woke up saterday to find my heart was in my foot. i was so nervous.
i get to the test and find a line of 200 kids in the same shoes as i was. after i sit in a freezing cold class room for a hour while the proctor reads all the rules and way i can get my test “destroyed”, we start the test.
I begin taking it with the notion in my head that a kids that has gone to college prep schools since he was 6 has an upper hand over most american17 year old. well that test was so difficult. the thing that i dontunderstand is most teens could not take that test. am i part of a select few that are even at a level of taking it. does everyone take the ACT? can everyone take the ACT…. i would also like to know what is America’s average score on the ACT.
another thingthat bothered me was the ACT basically grades your life. it tests everything you. it makes me feel like i am going to be a no one in life. but i know i am better than what i got on the act. do i know my score yet? no, but that test was so hard i would be more than happy with a 25. i got to the point where i couldnt keep going. i feel like the test should be taken in parts, and we should have longer periods of time to take it. who comes up with the math test with 60 questions should take 60 min, or the english test ith 60 questions should take 40 min? the real world isnt measured by minutes. yes we have deadlines but it isnt a race. my knowledge shouldnt be timed. i think most people couldnt even read all of those passages in 35 min on the reading section, much less answer 10 questions about each passage.
the test just made me feel really stupid and below average. it was not a good feeling
BRCC here we come!
so after we got out of the test 2 hours after we were supposed to, i made my way to the LSU game. lets just say it was not the best job LSU could do, i guess they were having a day similar to mine. and to put the cherry on the cake…
as i was leaving the after game tailgate, i heard a police man tell me as i am backing out to “STOP THE CAR, TURN OFF THE ENGINE, AND GET OUT”. (i had my top down so i could hear him very well). this was quite embarrassing because it was infront of the whole school at the tailgate. i had no clue what i did. ohh did i mention it was LSU police hehee. so anyway i get out and he tells all of us to gather around in a big circle. apparently someone “borrowed” a tent from the tailgate next to us while we were at the game. so the woman comes over and is yelling at us, and i quote, “yallz asses should be in jail” ok and this is for a $40 tent we moved over 10 feet. so no one took ownership of the tent so one of the cops said for us to all get in our cars and leave! so i did that.
WELL…..
the other police was not on the same page and must not have heard the other one say that. did i mention they were both 5 feet tall. so as i am backing out for the second time (my top is still down) the other one SCREAMS at the top of his lungs at me… “stop the f***ing car and get out now. this is an investigation… he was screaming so loud i thought the veins in his neck were going to pop out. and he was spilling all over the place. by this point i thought i was going to LSU jail. i dont understand why he was screaming atjust me… so i get out again and tower over him and say wow sorry what do i need to do…. and he said… I WANT ALL OF THIS TRASH PICKED UP AND FOR YOU ALL TO LEAVE. and this is when i had to dig deep not to say anything… so i picked up some trash and zoomed off…. i was shaking i was so mad…. this is a fine example of little man syndrome using his authority to the greatest.