It’s been a while! Hope this is a sufficient update for now… I plan on blogging tomorrow, too, but I never quite know when I’ll have a free moment during Tech Week (which starts Sunday – and if it doesn’t kill me, will make me stronger).
Since I’ve sounded like a walking billboard anyway for the past two weeks, there’s no harm in doing it again:
Come see Voices of the Class! September 10-13! 8pm! $5! Chemistry Auditorium!
It’s late, and I’ve got this new thing where I try to get up at 9am or earlier (“…what is this ‘morning’ of which you speak??”), so I’m just going to generalize a checklist I made for my brother, who will be starting his junior year of high school this coming Monday. I have a few friends who are still in high school; they might be able to use some advice.
These are pretty much the steps I took as a high school student, and I’ve done pretty well for myself up to this point, so why not? You guys can form your own opinions on whether I’m sensible or senseless and give further instructions in the comments box. We’ll discuss it later.
If, like my brother, you don’t already have one, get an email address!
It will probably save you money if you get your SAT and other standardized test scores back on the Internet instead of through the mail.
By senior year, you absolutely needs one. This is how most schools communicate with prospective students.
Make sure it sounds professional: john.smith@____.com or JDSmith, whatever you want as long as it’s not sexyguitarist92 or something to that effect.
I’m a weirdo: I had known where I wanted to go since ninth grade. You might not know so specifically where you want to go. A great tool to narrow your options is College MatchMaker on the CollegeBoard website. These are the people who organize the SAT and AP tests every year. They also write guides to college admissions, etc. The MatchMaker asks questions like, “Do you prefer a public or private school?” You then choose one of the options or “no preference,” and it eventually whittles you down to several schools that fit your tastes.
CollegeBoard’s website can also show you various schools’ statistics and rankings (and what sort of SAT/ACT scores you need to get in). For example, here is the stats page for the University of Virginia.
…then go on college visits!
You might know the stats for every football player on FSU’s team, but do you know what the campus is like? Do they have a good department for your intended major? What about the food or what goes on over the weekends? You need to get a feel for life at each of these universities and eventually find the one that clicks for you. College visits will help with this, and most high schools count these visits as excused absences.
This will whittle your list down further, preferably to somewhere between 3 and 5 colleges. (I have known crazy people who applied to nine schools, but we won’t go there.)
These schools should be stratified as “Safety School(s),” “Back-Up School(s)” (one you wouldn’t mind going to if you don’t get into your first choice), and “First Choice.” For example, mine were:
Also presented by CollegeBoard, this daily SAT review (in a small, easily handled dose) is sent directly to the student’s inbox. You can then choose one of the multiple choice answers, which will redirect the browser to the CollegeBoard website with the correct answer and the reason why it is correct.
I used this program when I was reviewing for the SAT, and it helped me succeed on the test – especially on the Math section!
Also, when I was a junior, I waited until March of my spring semester to take the SAT for the first time. It gave me time to get acclimated to the pressures of junior year – as well as more time to study for the test. If absolutely necessary due to poor scores, you can take it a few more times in the fall of your senior year (as well as several times that spring of your junior year).
I still have the account my dad and I made back in my freshman year. It’s really a great help to find out about scholarships you didn’t even know existed.
Speaking of senior year, APPLY FOR COLLEGE!
Summer before Senior Year
Most colleges release their admissions essay questions in May or June or use the same questions year after year. Start brainstorming and writing first drafts of the essays during the summer when ideas are fresh and you’re not juggling writing with the rest of college applications AND schoolwork. They’ll sound much nicer that way.
Fall of Senior Year
Set a more specific personal schedule for when you will get each aspect of each application done (e.g. Personal Information for NYU due Sept. 5). Deadlines will help motivate you to get things done.
January 1 of Senior Year
Apply for FAFSA as soon after this as possible to get the best aid for that coming year.
Also, file for your school’s financial aid by their priority deadline so as to get the best aid for that coming year.
March/April
Congratulations! You got into some schools! Be sure to send back your letter accepting or declining admission ASAP (and definitely before the acceptance deadline)!
The Whole Year
Keep your grades up and don’t get senioritis! Just because you got into a school doesn’t mean they can’t kick you back out.
By the way, that noise you hear, like a sixth grader practicing his cello in the apartment above yours? That’s the train that goes by my house. Oh yes. I was surprised to hear it on camera because I’ve gotten so used to it in real life that I didn’t even realize a choo-choo was chugging along at that moment in time.
Sorry for doing the last post in Spanish, but I was reviewing so that I could adeptly tutor a new student this morning. If you ever want an English transcript of “The One en Espanol,” just ask. I’ll be happy to give it to you.
The tutoring session could NOT have gone better! Both the mother and the daughter are lovely people – the mom being flexible with scheduling as I asked, the daughter being attentive, intelligent, and outgoing (as I had very well hoped)! Since today was the first lesson, I didn’t really have any exercises planned, just going over my tutee’s problem areas in Spanish 2. (She will be in Spanish 3 and starting high school in September, and her mother wants her to keep a good grasp on Spanish over the summer). We reviewed her biggest problem area (as best I could while making up examples at 10 in the morning), which only took until 10:30, but her mom was paying me for the entire hour, so we played Spanish Hangman, worked on the conjugation and usage of the preterite and imperfect tenses, and discussed certain review sites we enjoy. My new student is a joy to work with. I kept apologizing to her that I didn’t have more work planned for today – now that I know how impressive her work ethic is, I’ll have plenty planned for next Saturday!
Even if I don’t get an “official” job this summer, I think I’m going to love tutoring in Spanish again. I didn’t realize how much I’ve missed it!
“Goodbye, love. I’m going on a three-year expedition into the wilds of knowledge. I don’t know if I’ll make it out alive or when, but you will always be in my heart,” he said.
She didn’t know quite what to think. This situation wasn’t supposed to come up unless the draft was reinstated, but it had. In a plot twist kind of way, the way that works really well if it’s fiction and makes your stomach knot up if it’s real. She sat there, twisting the bedspread into little balls and trying not to say what she really thought: This was ridiculous.
How can you say that? If that’s what it takes. Idealism kills everyday and no one idealistic notices. It makes the realists gag and the pessimists cry, but those damn dreamers just keep dreaming. And killing without noticing any difference. And the thing she didn’t say was the thing anyone who’s read a novel about the Civil War or Vietnam or panning for gold in Alaska knows. If you go on that expedition, you’ll come back and I’ll have vanished. But idealists don’t read books about war or prospecting. They feel certain that they’ll be five-star generals who shout Eureka into the echoing mouths of gold caves. And they never wonder why it hasn’t happened yet. They just keep standing there, bludgeoning reality to death with an invisible, nonexistent silver spoon that they swear is there while the rest of us write morality plays all about them and the conquests that might have been.
Little musings about studying and UVA transfer decisions, since they come out today. Figured I might try doing a vlog post, might as well since I’m procrastinating anyway. Not the most flattering footage of me… I’ll have to try again some other day. This would be SO much easier if my laptop came equipped with a webcam.
(meandering thoughts from the mind of an errant blogger)
So far, I happen to fail at this blogging thing. But I got this blog for a reason, dammit, and I’m gonna force myself to keep the world up to date on what happens in my life, though of course, that is somewhat difficult when no one reads your blog. One comment. from my brother. But it’s okay, at least he’s on my safe list.
Last time we talked, college hadn’t started yet. Well, now we’re in December and I’m about to head out for Christmas break. Here are some things I’ve done since Move-In Day:
taken some awesome classes, like Fiction Writing and French
taken some not-so-awesome classes, like Astronomy
made new friends and kept the old.
started Write Club, a support group for NaNoWriMo participants, with one of my college BFFs Anna!
officially wrote a “novel” in 30 days – 50,000 words, baby!
been to church once; been to a party once. I think they balance out.
received my first B in a class.
freaked out about not getting into Brown Residential College
got into Brown Residential College for next year
freaked out over having a GPA lower than a 4.0 (DAMN YOU, AP CLASSES! YOU RUINED ME!)
Now I’m chilling in the common room, waiting for my grandparents to come pick me up. The weather in Charlottesville is chilly and rainy; still no real snow. This is possibly the most depressing thing about college so far. When you go to school in the mountains you expect at least one good snow each year. So far nada.
If there’s one observation I could make about college so far, it’s that it’s difficult to find your niche. In high school, you sign up for the school play and an unbiased teacher picks the lead roles. You want to join an organization, you just join it. Here, with around 13,000 other students, the fun clubs are hard to get into. I tried out for University Guide Service (and will again until I make it) but didn’t get it. I worked with a theatre group (had one effing line) and found all the members pretentious and snarky.
Hopefully next semester is better for me as far as extracurriculars are concerned. First Year Players (aka FYP), another theatre group, is putting on Sweeney Todd (!!) as its spring musical, so hopefully I can get in there. Three or four people already told me, unprompted, that I would make a lovely Mrs. Lovett. God, I hope the casting board agrees with them!
Christmas break is going to be awesome, and definitely make up for Summer 2008 being the shortest vacation of my life (so far). I’m going to get to read for fun, see Dustin, see friends, open presents, yaaaay! I’m currently reading a book called Smart Women Finish Rich for this spring semester extracurricular book discussion. I thought the book was going to be a silly self-help get-rich-quick scheme, but it’s rather informative and tells you how to keep your money organized. We all know how I love organization!
So I realize this entry has been really random, but it’s hard to play catch-up in the first place. Hopefully next time I can just write about something trendy, editorial, and catchy. Not “It’s been a while” but “Why are Facebook relationships so important?” or “My Life as a Reality Show.” For now though kiddies, it’s Jessica signing off! *la paz* \o/
Tonight I arrived home, only to have Whiskers follow me around lovingly, refuse to let me take a shower, and then sit on the bath mat until the water actually turned on. After the shower, she sulked, wouldn’t let me touch her, and sat alone on a discarded blanket.
There’s only one explanation. She knows I’m going to college.
Jessica Hatch is a dreamer and a realist. In many other ways, she is simply a juxtaposition. She hopes to both publish her own novels and edit the hard work of others in the future. If she can't win the Nobel Prize for Literature as an American, she will simply move to Europe. So there.