Of Test Scores and Teeth

Well, I'm sixteen now! Not that that has anything to do with test scores or teeth, but still. It's a pretty big landmark.
On to test scores: I took my first ever AP test in May...this was unusual because I was only a sophomore, and AP courses are traditionally only open to juniors and seniors. My school was gracious enough to extend enrollment to sophomores, and 18 of us took AP Psychology. After being out of town for several days, I picked up our mail, and to my surprise, there was a letter from my school. I opened it, and here's what it said:

"In the fall of 2007, _ _ HS opened several Advanced Placement classes to a few of our top-performing sophomores. You were one of only 18 tenth grade students who elected to participate in the Advanced Placement program.

Throughout the school year, the feedback from your instructors confirmed your ability to rise to the challenge. With the receipt of your test scores from the College Board, I want to congratulate you on your outstanding performance on the exam. Earning a "5" on an Advanced Placement exam as a sophomore confirms your ability to excel in the most rigorous of our curriculum offerings.

I look forward to your continued academic achievements, and am proud that you have received the highest score awarded by the College Board to the nation's most dedicated scholoars. Well done!"


yaaaaaaaaaaaay!
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In other news, I got my top braces off today, and my teeth feel all smooth and slippery. Awesome!

Trident Gum Screwed Me Over.

No, srsly. I am addicted to Trident White Cool Colada, which is wonderful chewing gum with a pleasing coconut-pineapple flavor. In the past two hours, I have devoured two and a half packs. So....good. And, being a graduate of 2nd period AP Psychology, I have diagnosed myself with an oral fixation. According to Freud, something happened it the oral stage of my development, and I am stuck in that same stage. Which makes sense, because I eat like no one's business when I'm bored and I'll eat an entire bag of cough drops when I'm reading a book at night for no other reason than the fact that they're available.

I scare myself. In other news, my 16th birthday is in 6 days. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY.

Driver's Ed

Dear Driver's Education,
I have been driving for 10 months. That means that I have around 2 months until I can get my Driver's License. Now, I understand that getting a break on insurance is a very pleasing prospect, but I seriously don't get why Driver's Ed must be SO FRUCKING BORING. Not only do I have to revisit the cafeteria at my high school for several days, Mr. Stockstill is our main teacher-type guy. He co-teaches with Coach Howard, who cracks me up. Still, Howard's weird Southern humor does nothing to dull the effects of Stockstill's boring drawl on how to correctly position your hands on the steering wheel. I've been driving for 10 months, I think I know how to steer, thankyouverymuch.
Also, I pride myself on never having fallen asleep in class. I can't say that anymore, because I did today. Another reason for hating you: I cannot go to the mall with my friend and her sister tomorrow. I must freeze in the purgatory that is Driver's Education. And I mean freeze literally. The temperature in the caf must be around 50 degrees. Positively glacial, if you ask me, Florida girl that I am.
To close, Driver's Ed just needs to die. I'll take the 10% discount of my insurance policy without the needless torture of forced learning. And some McNuggets with an Oreo McFlurrie.

Thank you, and goodnight.
Red.