Recently I’ve been meaning to write more in here. As I’ve expressed in earlier posts, there hasn’t been a whole lot to write about this winter. I could write about how it snowed. And then snowed again. And then snowed some more. I could write about having to push my parents vehicles out of the snow when they get stuck. Where do they get struck? The drive way of course. They’ve lived in Iowa their entire lives but still haven’t figured out how to not get stuck.
Anyways, I started going through old posts and I found one I had written about starting the coursework for getting my GED. Since I’m not sure I’ve ever posted this - I did complete and obtain my GED. In fact, I did so well that I have many around me wondering why I fucked up so bad in high school. Because of how I did, I have a pretty good chance at getting better financial aid and have been in the process of filling out more forms for next year. My biggest achievement? The GED instructor sent me an email the other day letting me know that I had received the highest points of any of her previous students. She also filled out a recommendation for me for the McElroy scholarship, which would be a free ride for a semester of college. Kind of neat.
My score, with 410 passing and 800 as highest score are as follows.
Reading - 760
Writing - 470
Mathematics - 550
Science - 760
Social Studies - 620
I believe if I had retested writing, I would have done much better - but I never had the oppertunity. Anyways - just an update on that whole situation.
personal
College, GED, school
Suddenly I have no greater urge than the one pulling me from Jesup. What I’ve always considered a small, safe town that seemed meant for me has become some-what annoying. No, it’s not because I’m not in school anymore and I’m not with my friends, because I can call them up anytime and hang out. We probably hang out more now than we ever did before. It’s not because there’s some friends I’m not getting along with.
I want out. I want to get this GED done and start at Hawkeye this fall. I want to complete my AA transfer in General Studies and get the hell out on my own. I want To ace these two years of community college and move on to the University of Iowa. I can’t wait to see the Adley building and I really can’t wait to be a part of the journalism curriculum there.
I want to write. I want to double major in Journalism and Music production. I don’t care that my goals seem huge, because I know I can do them, I know that I will have fun, no matter how hard or easy it is blowing through them, and I know that I’m going to be able to benefit from it so much.
I fucked up high school. That’s a given. I can’t go back to day one and realize everything that was going on was stupid compared to school.
Now, I just want to move on. I want to completely lose touch of my friends, but I’m ready to make new ones. I’m ready to get away for a while. It’d be awesome to go to ISU with some of my best friends. It would have been neat to go to Wartburg and studies music education. But, in the end, it’s not really what I want to do. I want to write and play music, not teach it. I know I could be a good teacher, but I could be a great composer of literary and/or musical compositions too. I know I could be good in the IT department, but I’d never be happy doing it.
In the end, I’m making the right choice. Hawkeye… Iowa… Iowa City… It’s a goal. To get out for a while, I’ll do anything I can to get there.
And now that it’s 4:03am, part of getting there involves crashing. G’night.
personal
education, GED