Let it snow

These few weeks have been nothing short of crazy has we went into a blur of script checking, lectures, doing up PW components of Written Report and Oral Presentation, Choir. I'm also attempting to rush for my SATs, o good lord. Initially I did have reservations about rushing for it in November but the whole year long, school has just been telling us how we should really make use of the old syllabus as a safety net and I guess a small part of me would like to have enough time to schedule a retest if I feel I have the capacity to do better.

In a miraculous turn of events, I managed to pass all of my subjects for promos which was a great improvement from last season where I sub-passed Chemistry. Well but certain sacrifices were made such as losing my B for Bio. Improved Geog by a grade (!!) which is cool but really... what did I expect when I smoked my way through and entirely, completely screwed over one essay question in the last test (ironically, it was during this exam that the room smelled like the burning fury of 1000 forests). 

In other news as well it is intense (not in twenties, but in tens) PW season right here right now. Just last week we were trying to rush out the bane of our existence WR and watching draft after draft of our WR getting destroyed was tragically beautiful. I don't think I have ever felt such a stark contrast between the highs and lows (ha-ha) of a journey until this moment. I'm glad that our PW group was on the same page and absolutely slayed with our determination to get the X factor for our WR by shamelessly asking for so many WRs to read and figuring out how the fuck can we salvage this hot mess. I will forever remember the day when something clicked and somehow all 5 of us were on the same page of what we want (this is the beginning of the final look of our WR) but alas guess what we were meeting our teacher in TWO HOURS and we were so scared we all took turns to lose our shit over WR. For the usually calm and collected us, it was hilarious.