Well as some of you know today I took the ACT assessment test and as some of you know yesterday was the Senior cookout. Let me recap. After being out until 12 am yesterday (since our yearbooks came so late) I tried to get some sleep. Unfortunatley for some profround reason I didn't get a visit from the magic sleep fairy, or whatever you kids call her now a days. Once I finally dozed off, not ten minutes afterwards my alarm woke me up at 6am. Yipee time to go take my test. I lurched my self into the bathroom very sloth-like, but I still think it was a little too fast because my stomach curled and I blew chunks into the toilet. After getting into the shower and washing away what I like to call "splah back" from the toilet, I logged on to mapquest and proceeded to get directions to the School of where I was taking my test. Arriving in Manchester, I began to follow the directions provided by mapquest which humorously leads me to some catholic grammar school. Frustrated I pull out and see a lady jogging, thinking quickly I pull over and ask her how to get to central high school. She turned to me and began to speak in a thick russian accent which I could only manage to piece together "very easy" and "left". Great. Now I have absolutley no clue where I am going. After driving around a few blocks, actually only one block 5 times, I found Central high school.
So after Mr. Moderator there read all the rules about cheating and no talking or we through you out the nearest window into a pit of jagged metal spikes I started my test. The english portion wasn't too bad. Math I did horrible, well the whole rest of the test I did horrible on actually. One question on the test asked "What do you think Scientist #1 would do if his findings were 800 degrees higher?" After reading that question I thought to myself, "I'll tell you what he'd do. He would take whoever invented this crappy excuse for an evalution test and throw them into that burning inferno of 800 degrees then laughing like a mad man as his he fell to his firey death." And at one point I managed to drop my calculator on the floor creating an earth shattering clash that filled the previously void of all sound room. Finally the four hours of test taking was over and I started my trip home.
Frustrated from the test I wasn't thinking straight and almost killed myself failing to yield on a left turn green light. The young girl passed me and said "What the h*** are you doing??!!" along with some other four letter words. Now even more upset, I'm on the highway and in my mindlessness I miss the exit it to turn onto Rt 3. So I end up somewhere in bedford and amazingly I manage to find Liberty Hill road and follow that home. And now I'm home and I've got to go to work 20 minutes ago. So I'm off now, to continue my seemingly endless big crappy day....I'm not crazy...


  posted by Darrell @ 2:18 PM