I just re-took my ACT. I feel very unsure and stupid at the moment. The entire time I was taking my test I was begging God to rewrite all laws of science and math for me to get the right answer.
Or that against all odds when in doubt the answer would be B.
When I left lutheran my Mom and Dad were waiting for me in the parking lot to see how I did. I guess my enthusiasm lacked a little and my Dad flipped the hell out in the parking lot because he thinks I did worse on this one and that I'm not trying.
In my own little world I would ask him if he took the ACT, if he went to college or if he even tried to make anything out of his life. In actuality, he did none of those things, and so I'm expected to. He's allowed to criticize my short-comings when he hasn't even began to skim the surface of my achievements.
I know I'm not that smart. I know I could do a lot more if I tried harder and applied myself, got rid of all distractions and studied more. But, when my Dad, a man who never did anything tries to get upset at me for not doing something perfect. I get annoyed.
I'm going to college regardless of if I get into Hollins or not. My world will not end if I don't get in, another college will accept me, even if its only Rock Valley.
It depresses me that I have to defend my academic capabilities to my Dad.