Numbers are not my friend. So much so that when I tell people what I got on the Math SAT II, they laugh and respond with, “wait, you didn’t submit that, right?” I did.
Spring Fair is the harbinger of the end of the school year, and this took on more meaning with it being my last school year. I wanted to somehow quantify it. It was such a flurry of excitement and stimuli that breaking it down into its details and facts helped me to process that holy cow, it was my last Spring Fair as a student. Yes, it is my last Spring Fair, but also I ate three soft serve ice cream cones dipped in chocolate and that makes things better.
I’ll be back to beat my records.