My ACT Adventure

As you probably gathered from the title, I took the ACT test. And let me tell you, it was.... interesting.

Saturday: April 10th:

5:05 AM- My alarm clock starts blaring annoyingly. I shut it off, and mentally smack myself for forgetting to turn it off.

6:45 AM- My mother enters my room and wakes me up. Sorta. But I, being a teenager...

7:00 AM- ...take at least 10-15 minutes longer than the rest of the world to actually become conscious.

7:15 AM- I'm totally prettied up and ready to leave.

7:25 AM- Mom and I drive through McDonald's for breakfast. I marvel at just how greasy the wrapper is.

7:35 AM- I arrive at the school giving the test.

7:36 AM- I'm really mad about how long the line is to register. I mean seriously, it's fifty feet long and I'm a half hour early!

7:37 AM- I text my friend. WTF R U?!?!????

7:39 AM- I spot the friend in question. She's 49 feet ahead of me in line.

7:55 AM- I finally reach the registration desk. So far, so good.

8:08 AM- One of my buddies asks me to check the time. We all wonder why in the heck we havn't been let into the building, despite being 8 minutes overtime.

8:10 AM- Two of my friends, one wearing a Team Edward shirt, the other sporting Team Jacob, start dissing the other's clothing.

8:11 AM- I bring up Jacob's airbrushed abs and Edward's unnervingly bi-colored nipples. Neither of them can disagree.

8:20 AM- We're finally let into the test center and split up into rooms. Only one of my friends is with me.

8:30 AM- We're assigned seats and given a booklet and answer document. We're then informed we have to wait some more because two of the peeps in our room haven't arrived yet.

8:45 AM- We start without them.

9:00 AM- We finally- finally- get through filling out the stupid thing and hearing the proctor read the instructions 36 times. I open my booklet...

9:02 AM- I realize, with joy, that the entire first section is on grammar. I smile, knowing this will be a breeze.

9:17 AM- The freaking "Hosanna" song from Jesus Christ Superstar is stuck in my head. It's very distracting.

9:45 AM- The proctor announces it's time to stop testing. I'm happy, because I finished 5 minutes ago and seriously knew the answer to every single one. Yay for potential scholarships.

9:46 AM- I realize, amusingly, that none of the students will stand up during the short break between tests unless someone else does it first. Tired of sitting, I decide to be that someone.

9:55 AM- The math test is next. I mentally groan.

9:56 AM- I realize delightfully that I know how to do the first problem. Maybe this won't be so bad afterall.

9:57 AM- Nevermind. It's bad.

10:21 AM- This time, "One Song Glory" from Rent is playing in my head. Strangely, it's the German version that keeps running through, which is actually good. The words don't distract me so much (since I can't, you know, understand them) and, as much as I love Adam Pascal from the English one, nothing beats Roger when he's played by the gorgeousness that is John Partridge. 'Cept for maybe when he was Electra. Or maybe when he was in that opera. That was in German too...

10:22 AM- I realize I should probably be focusing on irrational numbers as opposed to irrational loves...

10:55 AM- The test is over. My brain starts to melt out my ears.

10:56 AM- We're allowed to wander the hallways for ten minutes and get our minds off the test. It doesn't work.

11:08 AM- My friend and I creep back into the testing room and pray that the proctor lady doesn't notice we were late. She doesn't.

11:09 AM- As the teacher continues explaining the ridiculous amount of rules surrounding the test, my mind starts to wander. I think about how grateful I am that, despite the minor distractions the previous songs in my head had caused, there hadn't yet been anything detrimentally annoying or distracting lodged in there yet. Such as "Sweet Trans-" Crap. No. Get out!

11:10 AM- Start on the reading comprehension test. No big deal right? Sure, until you factor in that we only have 35 minutes. And 40 questions. Which, you know, wouldn't be a big deal (we had like 70 questions and 45 minutes for the grammar test) 'cept we have to read some stupid 2 page essay before answering the questions. And there's like 5 of them. Whee...

11:28 AM- The proctor announces the halfway point. I realize, in surprise and horror (Rocky Horror that is, 'cause that song is still there), that I'm exactly halfway done and had better get a move on if I'm going to finish with any time left over.

11: 35 AM- Shut up Tim Curry. Just shut up.*

11: 45 AM- The reading comprehension test is over. And oh my gosh my heart is pounding. I seriously was like speeding. See, I probably would have done great if they'd, you know, not given me less than a minute per question maybe? I mean really guys. Ridiculous.

11: 46 AM- Eh, the science test. I'm not worried. More curious than anything. 'Cause seriously, what's even going to be on it?

11:47 AM- Aw fudgemonkey. Graphs. So no, it's not science. It's basically math comprehension. Which I suppose is appropriate since the previous was reading comprehension, but still. Come on.

12:01 PM- Oh my gosh. Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh. I am so behind.

12:07 PM- Have finally accepted that I'm not actually going to finish in time. Time to make pictures with the bubble answers!

12:08 PM- I've decided drawing pictures probably isn't the best way to fudge on a college entrance exam...

12:10 PM- Have resorted to simply skipping all the questions I don't know. Might as well do what I can right?

12:13 PM- Realize that my blood sugar has dropped to "eat you moron, or you're gonna collapse" level.

12:20 PM- The time is up for the "science" test. And if you thought my heart rate has high before...

12:21 PM- Our booklets are collected. We're allowed a few minutes break before the essay portion.

12:30 PM- The essay prompt is passed out, but it's sealed shut. I pray that it's actually something I care about.

12:31 PM-(The following portion has been deleted due to the fact that I'm not supposed to disclose the topic for the essay. Yeah stupid, I know, but I'd like my test to be valid thank you very much.)

12:55 PM- I'm done with the essay, and darn if it weren't easy.

1:00 PM- Time is up for the essay. Suddenly it dawns on me- I'm done. I'm free!

1:01 PM- I'm not free. 'Cause I still have to wait for mom to show up...

1:08 PM- K, I'm free. For realz this time. And oh my gosh I'm exhausted. I realize that my plans for finishing my homework this evening are probably null and void...

1:15 PM- Mommy and I eat at Chipotle. And it's delicious. Also, we feed the little birdies some rice. And it's cute to watch them.

Whew, and that's it. Let us pray I never have to do it again...

*No offense to Tim Curry. I usually like him. It's just that, at that moment, he was singing what will go down in history as probably the most distracting song in the history of the universe. Sorry Dr. Frank, but your song has no melody.