  all i have to say is, the PSAT and I are WAY over. I mean, we're through. Over with. Completely finished. I was quite disappointed in my scholastic acheivement today. Yes, I, the Great Jessica Morris, teenage extroidonaire, etc. was thouroughly disgusted when I learned my PSAT score was barely higher than what I made on the REAL SAT in 7TH GRADE! That's right everyone, Jessica must be losing a lot of brain cells. I had hoped, nay, I expected to make at least a 1200 (conveniently, this was also the score of which I needed to make at least so I could apply for a junior scholarship to Elon), but, are you ready for this America? I only made 1160 on it. A measely 40 points away from the minimum I hoped to achieve. The only thing I can think of is that I either goofed off that day, or they confused me with "Morgan, Amber" the stupid girl who comes before me in the alphabet.
Let's just say I was disappointed. My class rank, while still remaining in the top 5, has also moved down. I thought for sure my high scholastic acheivement of last semester would have bumped me up to 2nd or 3rd. But then, I guess I can't really complain. I mean, I am 5th out of 191 people. And I did have 3 normal weighted classes.
No honors, and just one AP class. I mean, I'm not really that upset, so it must not be my fate... I wish i could say i watched the super bowl....oh wait! no i don't! and I didn't watch it! not even half time, though people say I would've been rewarded had I stuck around for the finale. My dad said that his friend saw a homemade sign advertising a Super Bowl party but they had misspelled Super Bowl making the sign read "Super Bowel. " I definitely wouldn't have eaten ANY of the food that host served! Well, i'm absolutely beat from my disheartening day. I'll keep you, my loyal fans, updated! You'll get your comeuppance! 
