The PSAT

As y'all are reading this, I am probably in a small, window-less classroom, dying a slow and painful death.

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Yes, I am being over-dramatic and no, I don't care.

Today is the PSAT. The Preliminary Scholastic Aptitude Test.

Now, let's stroll down memory lane to last year's test:

I am sitting in the Spanish II room, filling out the personal information form.  I decide, like the little smarty-pants that I am (not really), to put my 'interested major' as Bio-Medical Engineering. You know, to sound smart and all. But, in true Royar fashion, as my friends will all tell you this happens often, I had a moment.  And instead of putting number 342, I put 542, thereby declaring my interested major as Russian Linguistics. 

Great one, Royar.  

This year, I can only hope to get that one part right, as it is the only one that matters to me. Sorry, CollegeBoard if I got y'alls hopes up, but this year I only intend to mark Pre-Law.  But who knows, I hear Japanese Linguistics is right across from it. Maybe CollegeBoard will get a surprise after all. And maybe I'll get a surprise too. A perfect score wouldn't be too bad.


Yesterday, while my English teacher talked and talked and read over the directions once again, I practiced writing my Pre-Law Major number a few times, just for good measure.  Yes, I might be taking this a little seriously, but then again, when it comes to college, I take everything seriously. 


And I am serious about being here in about two and a half years.

University of Alabama

or here

University of Texas at Austin

or here

Southern Methodist University

Happy PSAT Day Y'all! 

xoxo,

Royar

{The Young Southern Prep}