My neglect of this blog is shameful. Shame, shame, shame.

My SAT scores came back a couple weeks ago. I got a 1340 -- 600 in Math and 740 in Verbal. I'm content. Now that I have my score, I've been spending more time on college applications. There's one due December 15, which seems far too soon, but the information needed to complete it is slowly materializing and essays are beginning to take form. I got to see my transcript -- I have a 4.0 GPA. My lowest grade on the whole thing was a 91 in Physical Science from freshman year. Very happy about that. The only things really looming over me at the moment are those darned essays and my ACTs, which I'm to take sometime early December.

School's going well. We went to see the play "The Turn of the Screw" at the IRT yesterday. Here's a review. I loved it. Some people didn't quite follow it, but I did. The English teacher may make us write essays about the play for a contest, but that's not definite yet.

I'm tutoring a guy named Richie for the SAT after school on Fridays. I don't know if I'm being paid yet, but I don't really care all that much. It's not like I couldn't put the money to good use or anything like that, but it is an activity to put on the applications, so it doesn't matter to me if there's no money involved. Honestly, I think the fella could do really well on the SAT if he weren't so afraid of it. In addition to that, I'm allso going to be working on the school "newspaper", if it could be called that. Last year it was really amateur stuff; I don't think there were any great big blocks of text written by students. If there were, I don't think they were written all that well. I hold out hope that that can be changed.

After torturing -- errr... tutoring Richie, I went to see the movie Love Actually, which is not the vomit-inducing chick-flick its previews advertise it as being, much to my relief. It could have gotten sickeningly sentimental, but it didn't. Kudos for that. (Well, some could argue otherwise on a few bits, but that's my story and I'm sticking to it.) It was written and directed by Richard Curtis, who's responsible for Black Adder and Bridget Jones's Diary, among other things, and it had a very impressive cast, including Alan Rickman, Liam Neeson and Emma Thompson. Hugh Grant was in it, too, and he didn't annoy me -- a very singular occurrence. I liked it; it kept its balance and didn't go over the top, which is what seems to happen in most romantic comedies. Or maybe I just forgot to take my cynic cap to the theater, who knows?

Oh, I almost forgot. I went to see the Barenaked Ladies in concert on Sunday. It was great, great fun. Those guys really know how to rock out, surprising as that may sound. A guy dressed as God played percussion. Funny group of fellows. I would describe it, but I can't remember much of it anymore.