The End of Summer

The End of Summer

With school less than two weeks away, I’ve been thinking about how I’ve spent this summer. By far, this was the busiest summer of my life so far. Admittedly, the majority of it was spent away from home. Over 6 weeks were. These weeks were a mix of vacationing, working and studying. But I’ve learned a lot.

One, I now know that I love independence. I love being off on my own. With being homeschooled nearly my whole life, I haven’t had a whole lot of freedom. But this summer was quite the opposite. And I loved every second of it. The weeks I have been home were spent working and earning as much money as I can.

I’m officially home for the year though. Just got home today in fact. In a way, school starts for me today. Some of it at least. I take the ACT on September 12th and so this next month will be spent studying my butt off for that. I refuse to take it twice. I’ll also be writing a whole lot. I need to finish that book I promised I would, right?

Other than that, these next few weeks will be spent tying up loose ends, finishing projects I started throughout the summer and filling out the Common Application. For all you other rising Seniors, you know how much stress applying to college can be. I’ve waited till now to start the process and that may or may not have been a good idea. But I have a question for you. Would you recommend applying to a lot of colleges or only a few? I’m kinda lost on this matter.

I hope to keep posting on here during the school year, but God only knows if I’ll have the time then. I hardly even have the time these days. We’ll see.
Ashlyn Taylour

What Scares the Crap out of Me

What Scares the Crap out of Me


I’ve been thinking a lot lately. About my future. About my friends. And just about my life in general. I’m approaching my senior year of high school which means I’ll be applying to colleges in just a few months. That thought frightens me. Scares the crap out of me. Not literally of course. I, unlike my dog and my 2 year old sister, am one who can control when I crap. But in a figurative sense. My future scares the crap out of me because it’s like when Christopher Columbus set off to discover a new route to the Far East. He just went headfirst into the unknown, with no idea on what was out there. No idea if he’d survive. He even left his friends behind.

In the same way, I’ll be leaving my friends behind. Because when it comes down to it, the only thing I know about my future, is that I don’t want to stay at home during college. I want to travel far away from my family. It’s not that I have anything major against them, however, I’ve been homeschooled for the past 10 years of my life. Imagine being around your family 24/7 and that’s my life. You could say I’ve gotten a bit sick of them. I need a break.

Yet this also scares me, because I know if I go away for college, there’s a chance I won’t come back. A chance I’ll find a guy and we’ll settle down hours away from my family. Maybe even states away. But I don’t think I’d be able to handle that. I’d miss what and who I’ve grown up with way too much.

So as you can tell, I have no idea what I’m doing with my life. I know that I want to go to college, away from home, and major in either something writing related such as Journalism, or Mathematics. Two things on opposite ends of the spectrum. And even though my future is unknown, the fact that the big man in the sky has it planned out to the last detail and knows it all, give me a sense of relief. That doesn’t mean I won’t still worry. Because I do. Way too much. And that scares the crap out of me.

This post went in so many directions because I didn’t plan it at all. But let me know if you feel the same way as me about your future. Do you plan to attend college? Or if you’ve already went to college, did it go as you expected? And also, what’s the one thing that scares the crap out of you?

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The SAT and Butt Cramps

The SAT and Butt Cramps


I’m currently a junior in the oh so fabulous, high school. This means I’ve had tests upon tests shoved in my face. These tests consist of a seemingly never-ending list of multiple choice questions. I’ve taken the SAT, AP tests, and I will take the ACT soon. Now for those of you who have no idea what any of these are, let me elaborate.

But more specifically, let me elaborate on the SAT or rather, the Scholastic Aptitude Test. I’d prefer to refer to it as the Stupid *** Test, but I don’t cuss, so just pretend I never said that.

Now, the SAT is a pure 3 hours and 45 minutes of torture that I endured through for the first time on May 2, 2015. Just a mere 21 days ago. While I SAT (oh my gosh, aren’t I punny?) there for this time, my butt started to cramp up and it just wasn’t the best day of my life.

I’d rather not give you a whole explanation all about this test, but basically it’s essential that you score well on it to get in any decent college. I’m rather hard on myself, and while I took this test, I often found myself running short on time. At the end of the test, I was feeling rather dejected and my expectations were that I didn’t do as well as I could have.

I just got my results for the SAT this morning. But before, I talk more on that, here’s some background.

My mom is, well, rather strict on me. I’ve taken the PSAT twice in the past (which is basically a practice SAT) and I am a National Merit Scholar. In other words, I scored really high on the PSAT. In addition to this, my mother bought a SAT study guide for me and she made me study for the SAT an hour each and every school day.

To be completely honest, I didn’t exactly adhere to her instructions as well as I should have. But the week before the test, I worked hours and hours expanding my vocabulary (A tip for those of you planning to take the SAT: start learning vocabulary words early. At least one a day. Cramming them all in at the end is just a recipe for failure.) because I’ve always scored lower in vocab sections of tests.

So I did study for this test before I took it, unlike most people I know. And this studying payed off. I got a total score of 2080 out of 2400. And the average for this test is 1500. So I got above average. To put this into perspective: 75% of Harvard students scored above 2100 on their SAT.

I’m happy with my score because while I don’t plan on attending Harvard next year, I do want to go to a higher-end college. My expectations for my test were higher before I went in to take the test and then lower after I actually took it. The test turned out more challenging than I expected.

I will be re-taking this test in the fall and I’m sure I’ll score higher. And this time, I’ll know what to expect. I’m prepared for my butt to ache and I’m prepared to run short on time. Maybe I’ll just bring a pillow to sit on and move my #2 pencil (not mechanical) a millisecond faster.
What is your experience with the SAT? Did you meet your expectations? Or the ACT? I’ll be taking the ACT soon, so please share any advice you have.
Ashlyn Taylour