All subjects are the same. I memorize notes for a test, spew it, ace it, then forget it. What makes this scary for the future of our country is that I’m in the tip-top percentile on every standardized test. I’m a model student with a very crappy attitude about learning.
I take it as a huge compliment that Jessica feels so real to readers they assume she’s me. Even my own mom was guilty. “MEGAN BETH! I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU URINATED IN A YO-GURT CUP!” (For the record: I did not urinate in a yogurt cup.)
Jessica Darling and I certainly have a lot in common. We both grew up in suburban New Jersey, suffered when our best friends moved away, ran track, wrote in journals, worked on the Boardwalk—just to name a few similarities. Academically, I also had a near perfect GPA and racked up the end of year awards.
There is one distinct difference between me and my fictional counterpart: I suuuuuucked at standardized tests. My SAT score actually went DOWN 30 points when I took it a second time. How is that even possible? So unlike Jessica, I never considered applying to the Ivy League as a high school senior because I didn’t have the stats to get in. (I transferred to Columbia University two years later but I’ll get more into that when I annotate SECOND HELP-INGS and CHARMED THIRDS.)
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