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First off, I’d like to thank everyone who followed my blog since the last time I posted!  Leaving Xanga was probably a good choice on my part; everyone here is so nice!

And now to the meat of the post: women’s colleges.

Ever since I was old enough to understand, my mom has repeatedly told me how much she wants me to go to Wellesley College, her alma mater—and even then, I didn’t fully understand what it meant to go to a women’s college.  I’d always listened to all the good things she had to say about the school and nodded absently, thinking that there was no way I’d ever be interested in going to an all girls’ school.  And a school my mother went to.  Gross.

But over the summer, I visited Wellesley and two other women’s colleges in Massachusetts: Smith and Mount Holyoke.  It turns out that I really like them all, in large part because there’s a certain sense of community that women’s colleges seem to share.  As something of a reticent student (but an outgoing girl outside the classroom), I have some difficulty expressing my thoughts in class.  In most of my classes, guys get the most attention because they put themselves out there and like to be competitive—I’d even argue that they get attention because they goof off and behave obnoxiously in class.  Meanwhile, self-conscious girls like myself tend to keep quiet until called upon, for fear of saying something wrong.  This is a problem for me, but it’s also something that I’ve been trying to overcome.  I’ve started to understand the appeal of being in an environment where girls can talk amongst girls and work together.  Studies show that boys and girls learn differently, after all: read about the differences here.

Of course, when I tell people I’m thinking about applying to a women’s college, some of them stare at me with an expression somewhere between horror and pity.  “But girls are so catty!” and “Watch out—you might turn into a lesbian,” and “That’s like living in a convent!” are some of the responses I get.  Obviously, women’s colleges aren’t for everyone.

In any case, I can talk all I want about Wellesley and women’s colleges in general, but I’ve yet to actually be accepted into any of them.  There’s also the issue of the weather.  Honestly, I think it’s “too cold” as soon as the temperature drops below 70 degrees.



This might be a problem.

Goooood evening, people of the world!  My mood today is:

That’s right.  1) I look awesome. 2) This is exactly how I feel right now.  And here’s why:

Last week was a really really tough week for me.  Grades for our school progress reports were due on Friday, meaning any assignments or tests or projects or whatever that needed to be made up had to me made up BEFORE FRIDAY.  See, see, that was difficult for me to manage, considering when I went to talk to my wonderful History teacher on Wednesday, he informed me–kindly, mind you–that I was missing 3 of my homework assignments.  Which was…(for lack of better words) retarded. Why? Because I had done the stupid assignments, and I guess the grade wasn’t entered or something.  And as if that wasn’t retarded enough, even after I pointed this out to my teacher, he tells me I still need to make up the assignments.  Which was understandable…but it still sucked..

So yes, I pulled an all-nighter re-doing 3 weeks worth of History homework.  On top of having to do assignments I’ve already done, it turns out my wonderful and ever so kind history teacher’s freaking make-up assignments are actually quite a bit more than his original assignments.  So yes, an all-nighter writing 12 pages worth of textbook chapter summarizations and bookwork, while I clearly should have been studying for my Japanese exam on Thursday, and my Math and English tests on Friday.  Yayy.

^ That was awful.  So painful was it that it was hard for me to write about.  But this week isn’t going to be much better: I have my State Testing on Monday through Wednesday, and unfortunately (or fortunately, whichever way you look at it) I have to skip both Monday and Tuesday for my State Science Fair.  Normally, I would be elated to know that I get to miss school, but hey, missing State Testing means I have to make it up. Plus, I’m missing school for…the Science Fair, which is basically school in competitive, science-geek environment form.

About this little science fair of mine:  It was started waaaay back when people hardly knew anything about rockets and computers.  I was looking at the directory of the people who entered the 1954 state science fair, and–ohmahgaud–no ASIANS.  None. Zip. Zero. Nada. Duck eggs.  So then I’m checking out the directory of the science geeks who entered the 1971 science fair, and there they are. Yeap.  And it isn’t surprising that all 4 of them who entered that one placed in either 1st, 2nd, or 3rd in their categories.  So when you look at the list of people who entered this year’s science fair–we Asians DOMINATE.  And there’s actually some competition going on there, because it’s pretty much Asians vs. Asians.  It would be a relief for me to see someone non-asian win, because that would lower the standard for me somewhat.

I am going to the science fair because my teacher really likes my board (which I worked really really hard on).  So I went to the County Science Fair expecting only to have a good time with my friends…and then I win 2nd place in my category.

Don’t get all riled up and start blaming me for meeting the asian standards.  As much as I love to go around telling my friends and people I know that I won 2nd place in my whole category (here we go here we go waitforit), the honest truth is that I won 2nd place–out of 3. Yesss that’s right, people! I came in 2nd place out of 3.  And so now you see that I have yet to meet the Asian Standards (of doom).  

So there you have it.  I’m going to State because I came in 2nd in my category (and now you know the secret behind that). I don’t even really want to go to State!  Ohmahgaud, it’s completely nerve-racking!  Not because I’m sure I’m going to lose, and not because I’m afraid of the judges, and not because I can’t handle any pressure–It’s because I must come face-to-face with…The Science Geeks.  

…Not like I have a problem being around science geeks, either.  It’s just…now I must come to terms with that fact that everyone who goes to the science fair is a science geek. Meaning I, myself, am a science geek.  I suppose there are tons of below-who-knows-what kind of standards people who can be science geeks.  I can be a science geek. The world is ending.

Post up your experiences with teachers, stress, state testing and Science geeks here!  Much appreciated ^^