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Jan. 22nd, 2005 10:42 pmSo at the end of the SAT today, I was surprized to feel a different type of sadness.
When time was up for section 7, I folded the booklet up, and found myself saying in my head: "See ya, man". That's right, I'm going to miss the old SAT, surprizingly enough. I really felt a bit like leaving an old friend, I mean, considering all the time I've spent working on it, "the time we've spent together", maybe I didn't realize how much I'd miss it when it was gone.
Funny how I'm more sentimental towards a pile of paper administrated by an evil institution, but not that much so towards people. I am one weird fella...
(yay! first "real" post since dec 22)
When time was up for section 7, I folded the booklet up, and found myself saying in my head: "See ya, man". That's right, I'm going to miss the old SAT, surprizingly enough. I really felt a bit like leaving an old friend, I mean, considering all the time I've spent working on it, "the time we've spent together", maybe I didn't realize how much I'd miss it when it was gone.
Funny how I'm more sentimental towards a pile of paper administrated by an evil institution, but not that much so towards people. I am one weird fella...
(yay! first "real" post since dec 22)
