Good news – my medical insurance is going to pay a huge chunk of the bill from my prosthetic toe! It was going to cost me $4,200, meaning all of that money was going to come out of my London fund, but now the insurance company’s paying 80% of it. I’m quite excited because now I’m going to get to go back to England. Later this spring I’ll be touring around Bournemouth, Cambridge, possibly Leeds, and maybe even Edinburgh if I can con Alastair into it. 🙂 I’m excited about it, I’ve missed England and that lovely voice telling me to mind the gap.

I took the ACT this morning. It wasn’t as difficult as I thought it would be. The english section was eeeeasy, especially since there weren’t any of those “this is to that, as that is to this” metaphor thingies. Those were pretty stupid. Sadly there really was a math section. What were all those people talking about who told me there wasn’t any math in it?! Getting me all worked up for nothin… hehehe. At least it was mostly english. Even the “science reasoning” part was pretty much reading comprehension, and “can you read a graph?” I’m pretty confident that my score will be much better on the ACT than my SAT score.

Speaking of that, yup, my SAT scores came today. I didn’t do as horribly as I expected, but the score still isn’t anything to get excited about. I got an 1100 total, which is what I was shooting for. (Okay, technically I was just shooting to break a thousand, tee hee. What can I say? I’ve never tested well, I hate time limits, and I didn’t have time to study up for that math.) So, I got a 650 on the verbal, which puts me in the 89th percentile for the nation, 88 for the state. And math… foreboding drumroll please… 450. How sad is that? I’m in the 28th percentile for the nation, 32 state. Well, when you put it into context, it’s not too bad. I’ve never taken anything more complex than algebra, I didn’t study, and ever since the brain infection I’ve lost all memory of mathematical procedures. My friend Sam tutored me for a while last year. We worked on algebra for hours until I could finally get through a whole set of problems without any difficulty. Then we took a break so he could teach me some martial arts. After thirty minutes I went back to the math and whoosh, all gone. I completely forgot *everything* I had just been able to do not half an hour before. Crazy, isn’t it? But I’m okay with that, cause I’ms a goods at da english. 🙂

That was a joke, by the way. That was my repartee of jocularity. 😛

I just saw a bit of a show about Monty Python and it turns out Graham Chapman climbed up one of the very roads in Ealing that my friend Amber and I walked on nearly every day while I was in London. That’s rather… something, not sure what. It’s interesting, though. 🙂 This show’s pretty neat – it’s PythonLand, Michael Palin going around England to where certain sketches were filmed. I wish I could have caught all of that. Ah well, I bet they’ll show it again. 🙂