This morning started off slowly. Thinking about whether I should go back to sleep or not, after all, I would not be leaving my house until 7:20. I read all I was required to know about taking the SAT test this morning. I had my two (mechanical) pencils, a White Pearl eraser, my TI-84 Plus calculator, my SAT admission ticket, a fruit roll-up, and my wallet which contained the necessary photograph identification card. The fact that my pencils were mechanical is a very important factor because I had multiple warnings against using them.
On the SAT admission ticket: "Leave the following prohibited items at home- you cannot use them while at the test center: mechanical pencil... etc". The test booklet and answer documents also warned me more than once, as did the test administrator and the writing which remained on the blackboard for the duration of about four hours. I refuse to write with regular everyday pencils: they smell repulsive, breakage means you have to take the time to sharpen them, and generally, the erasers are terrible. Well we shall soon find out if mechanical pencil really doesn't work on the SAT test. (I wonder if I am allowed to discuss this on the internet, we were specifically told not to use any type of media to discuss the test... Ah, I think I'm okay. I'm not discussing questions or answers or anything of that nature.)
Back to the testing experience: Timed shtuff, you know. I'm antsy. I sit with my legs up in my seat because the feeling of my feet touching the ground is disturbing. I'm easily distracted. I don't believe I did so well but we shall see in the time to come. I finished testing at about one o'clock and then went to go deal with some cellular business concerning my phone plan.
It's quite a story, the background of why I was at the at&t store, so I shall begin. I moved to Virginia to live with my father, whom I have never spent more than a vacation's time with. I was previously a resident of Texas, in the custody of my mother but it is difficult to say with whom I lived with, that story is for another day. Well back on track, my mother didn't want to pay for my phone bill anymore; for various reasonable reasons (ha, reasonable reasons) including me not living with her. (But of course!) Well my father had been putting this off for a while. "Next weekend," he'd say or "You didn't remind me..." Well today was finally the day. Right after SAT testing, I was inside a small at&t sales center. For a long while, my father and the man named Cody talked about how difficult it would be for my phone to get transferred to his account, then later to tell us that it was quite impossible if I wanted to keep my own number. Then we found out that my line was the primary line of my mother's account. How strange, ha ha ha. Well that went on. My phone is still under my mother's plan but my father plans to pay her the fifty dollars a month it costs to keep my phone line alive. Then it was chow time. Yummy.
Schlotzsky's Deli. It wasn't my choice of an eatery but everyone else wanted it. I chose the Thai chicken pizza, for no particular reason, and it was enjoyable. The day dragged on because I had to preform daily tasks: shower, fix hair, walk dogs, etc. Boring. It wasn't until around 5 o'clock that something actually happened.Kasey and I asked Mister Greg for a lift to Pembroke Mall. We spent a good amount of time in Hot Topic searching for Christmas presents for our friends. Eventually we made our way to the movie theatre where we watched that Facebook movie "The social network". It was okay. I would not spend money to go see it in the theatre, which I did not. (I had passes) Anyhow, the best part of the movie was the whole forced cannibalism and chicken thing. Kasey missed the BEST part. Six out of thirteen Christmas presents have been purchased today. And after getting picked up by Misses Kasey's Mom, my day ended and I founded this. Oh, and ate a lot of Halloween candy. I will probably run it off tomorrow. Goodnight.
