Life is good. I'm optimistic, even in the face of my own pessimism, because this year has been better than I ever believed it would be.
Last month, I pulled on all of my own strings and applied for Sterling Scholar in English. I've been stressing my strings a lot this year. For the bravery to do this at all, I was proud of myself.
Unwittingly, I left with a hop-skip and whistle to Bingham for my first Academic Decathlon competition. It's not as if I'd ever get the English Sterling Scholar anyway. There were so many people applying, and they were all so good. Copper Hills went on to win third place overall and got first place in the SuperQuiz portion! (Even though a lot of our team was taking the "best guess or C" approach... cough me cough....) Even if the day had ended with this, it would still have been good.
But it didn't!
In the middle of the Russian art test, my phone started having panic attacks in my pocket with texts and phone calls running out of its ears onto the floor, eating through the carpet in a pink puddle of acid. Or at least, it felt that dramatic. In reality, I just finished the test, read the texts, and almost burst into tears.
Hey where are you?
Are u at school today?
Nevermind i know where u are. P.s you won!!!!!!!!
It took me a moment to formulate my reply:
ARE YOU SERIOUS????????*
*Punctuated with a happy dance
And that is the happy tale of how I applied for Sterling Scholar and then didn't even show to pick up my award.
Don't forget to be awesome!
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