Mardi, j'ai reçu une lettre de Newcastle University qui a dit qu'il me donne une offre! De plus, hier, j'ai reçu un émail de Cambridge University qui a dit que j'ai besoin de visiter pour une interview. C'est le 7 décembre, et je suis nerveux.
De toute façon, j'ai eu une réunion pour discuter l'aviron Mercredi. Nous avons parle au sujet du programme hivernal d'entrainement. C'était vraiment agréable ; j'aime la responsabilité d'être « Junior Vice-Captain. »
Bien, c'est tout! Bonne nuit, fais de beaux rêves, si c'est logique en français.
20101118
20101114
Stroke on the Water
See what I did there? You've no idea how long that poor pun took me. To get an idea, take a look at the date of my last post.
For the first time in over a month, today, I rowed on water, instead of one of the machines. It felt great to be back on the water, though I think my skill has depreciated somewhat.
I finally received my SAT results this week:
Hopefully that should be enough to get into either MIT, Harvard, Princeton or Stanford, but I'll bet 2090 is below their average intake's overall score. Still, I'm counting on my foreignness making up for that.
Night all!
For the first time in over a month, today, I rowed on water, instead of one of the machines. It felt great to be back on the water, though I think my skill has depreciated somewhat.
I finally received my SAT results this week:
- Critical Reading: 650
- Math: 800
- Writing: 650
Hopefully that should be enough to get into either MIT, Harvard, Princeton or Stanford, but I'll bet 2090 is below their average intake's overall score. Still, I'm counting on my foreignness making up for that.
Night all!
20101103
Seeing Red
The title wrote itself.
After being beaten by RGS and a further three schools in the UKMT Team Challenge – though, granted, we beat local rivals Whitley Bay High by 9 points, which softens the blow – I went to the cinema with Niall! Bobby took us in his lovely little Corsa, although this meant having to endure Saskia too.
The film we saw was entitled RED, hence this post's title. Any film starring Morgan Freeman, Bruce Willis, John Malkovich and Helen Mirren, must be good. Add to that its origin in DC Comics, and suddenly it is brilliant.
Right, enough waffle, goodnight!
After being beaten by RGS and a further three schools in the UKMT Team Challenge – though, granted, we beat local rivals Whitley Bay High by 9 points, which softens the blow – I went to the cinema with Niall! Bobby took us in his lovely little Corsa, although this meant having to endure Saskia too.
The film we saw was entitled RED, hence this post's title. Any film starring Morgan Freeman, Bruce Willis, John Malkovich and Helen Mirren, must be good. Add to that its origin in DC Comics, and suddenly it is brilliant.
Right, enough waffle, goodnight!
20101101
Hallucination
My brain's getting cleverer. I mean to say, my subconscious is getting cleverer. Throughout the summer, I began being able to wake up from within dreams, given that I could realize it was, in fact, a dream. At first, this was quite simple: various otherwise impossible stimuli could reveal the fictitious nature of my hallucination, such as the duplication of people I know or the incredibly unlikely appearance of just one person. Strangely, a few weeks ago, a dream which should have set sirens blazing managed to keep me busy for quite sometime. I think my brain managed this deceit by making everything a little less detailed.
Today, ye olde subconscious tried a new trick: making things much more real. It took me to school, put me in a Physics lesson, and let me go home early. The façade was going well, until I realized I'd forgotten to go to French. Suddenly, Mr Brain couldn't decide whether to let me keep walking home or put me back in school. Obviously, the ensuing confusion alerted my senses and I even realized that I hadn't even gone to school, then I felt the sick realization that I hadn't yet woken up. Hence, I woke up, albeit late for French. Conscious one, subconscious nil.
Unfortunately, I did go to school in real life, and, frankly, it's becoming increasingly tiresome. I'll be glad of the new horizons awaiting me at whichever University chooses to have me.
Enough mindless blabber for tonight. Night interpeeps!
Today, ye olde subconscious tried a new trick: making things much more real. It took me to school, put me in a Physics lesson, and let me go home early. The façade was going well, until I realized I'd forgotten to go to French. Suddenly, Mr Brain couldn't decide whether to let me keep walking home or put me back in school. Obviously, the ensuing confusion alerted my senses and I even realized that I hadn't even gone to school, then I felt the sick realization that I hadn't yet woken up. Hence, I woke up, albeit late for French. Conscious one, subconscious nil.
Unfortunately, I did go to school in real life, and, frankly, it's becoming increasingly tiresome. I'll be glad of the new horizons awaiting me at whichever University chooses to have me.
Enough mindless blabber for tonight. Night interpeeps!
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