First WOOT Practice Oly (Intermediate)
by shiningsunnyday, Oct 11, 2016, 11:54 AM
A whopping total of 0, mainly cause I spent the majority of the 3 hours crying and staring empty-eyed in front of me, using up more tissues than scratch paper.
Today, I received another whiplash in the face as I passed by the bulletin board on which the AMC/AIME/USAMO dates has been ruthlessly crossed out from this year's contest list in dark, black ink. I received a mere sentence-long reply for my protest
School is a dread as always - every teacher having no interest whatsoever in me as a person and learner. I spent 45 mins after school today arguing with my stats teacher, only to coax out of him a mere 1.5 pts for the last test (which I got many marks off for writing too much despite all my answers being correct).
My math club is no longer run by me (nor is my status as public relations officer any compelling). Everyone is so uptight and awkward when they see me, and so I've realized I'm better off with my earphones on outside classes.
On the other hand, my science fair mentor hasn't made a sound regarding my well-thought-out email asking for any advice/suggestion, despite him being active on Facebook just yesterday.
Not a word has come out of HMMT on whether I've been accepted or not, though more likely the latter as I'm an unaffiliated student from the middle of nowhere, with zero individual nor school HMMT record in their database.
My counselor for the Yale Scholar program has become unresponsive and unhelpful (despite my repeated requests for a meeting with any math professor).
I haven't seen my school counselor for months, and probably won't be able to meet to discuss my existential crisis (to which I doubt he has any helpful words) until college app season blows over. Most of my family members have not a clue what the AMC is even, and my dad's primary concern is whether I'm fed and rested or not (all his energy are already distributed amongst my grandma's illness, my brother, and his job). I haven't had a non-trivial conversation with my birth or stepmom for months.
I have no friends nor anyone who cares about my dreams. Just like the scratch work I've used for recent olympiad problems during the ungodliest hours of night, I'm better off for the trash.
Looks like some people are just destined to never achieve their dreams, no matter how hard they try. What a fool I've been for having been so defiant towards this fact.
What worth am I?
EDIT: Ok gave myself another 2 and a half hours (that is, the time I didn't spend crying) to (re?)do the PO.
Details
Today, I received another whiplash in the face as I passed by the bulletin board on which the AMC/AIME/USAMO dates has been ruthlessly crossed out from this year's contest list in dark, black ink. I received a mere sentence-long reply for my protest
Hi Mrs. W,
Recently, I've approached Dr. Y several times, asking about the registration for the AMCs this year. She tells me that she has continually contacted the school administration, and the administration responded each time by saying that they will make a statement to the community. For 2 months now, not a word has not come out. Passionate math students like me have been staying anxiously silent as to whether we will be able to participate in the AMCs, which has been offered at the school to around 120 students every year. I've further confirmed that the AMCs are going to be offered to other local Chinese school students; it would be a shame if our American school misses out on the most prestigious math competition in the US.
I myself received high honor distinctions last year on the AMC and scored well on the AIME II; this year, I hope to qualify and take the USAMO, which has been my childhood dream.
Please consider taking action as soon as possible.
Thanks,
Michael
sent to the school administration, a petty "we will bring this to our attention."Recently, I've approached Dr. Y several times, asking about the registration for the AMCs this year. She tells me that she has continually contacted the school administration, and the administration responded each time by saying that they will make a statement to the community. For 2 months now, not a word has not come out. Passionate math students like me have been staying anxiously silent as to whether we will be able to participate in the AMCs, which has been offered at the school to around 120 students every year. I've further confirmed that the AMCs are going to be offered to other local Chinese school students; it would be a shame if our American school misses out on the most prestigious math competition in the US.
I myself received high honor distinctions last year on the AMC and scored well on the AIME II; this year, I hope to qualify and take the USAMO, which has been my childhood dream.
Please consider taking action as soon as possible.
Thanks,
Michael
School is a dread as always - every teacher having no interest whatsoever in me as a person and learner. I spent 45 mins after school today arguing with my stats teacher, only to coax out of him a mere 1.5 pts for the last test (which I got many marks off for writing too much despite all my answers being correct).
My math club is no longer run by me (nor is my status as public relations officer any compelling). Everyone is so uptight and awkward when they see me, and so I've realized I'm better off with my earphones on outside classes.
On the other hand, my science fair mentor hasn't made a sound regarding my well-thought-out email asking for any advice/suggestion, despite him being active on Facebook just yesterday.
Not a word has come out of HMMT on whether I've been accepted or not, though more likely the latter as I'm an unaffiliated student from the middle of nowhere, with zero individual nor school HMMT record in their database.
My counselor for the Yale Scholar program has become unresponsive and unhelpful (despite my repeated requests for a meeting with any math professor).
I haven't seen my school counselor for months, and probably won't be able to meet to discuss my existential crisis (to which I doubt he has any helpful words) until college app season blows over. Most of my family members have not a clue what the AMC is even, and my dad's primary concern is whether I'm fed and rested or not (all his energy are already distributed amongst my grandma's illness, my brother, and his job). I haven't had a non-trivial conversation with my birth or stepmom for months.
I have no friends nor anyone who cares about my dreams. Just like the scratch work I've used for recent olympiad problems during the ungodliest hours of night, I'm better off for the trash.
Looks like some people are just destined to never achieve their dreams, no matter how hard they try. What a fool I've been for having been so defiant towards this fact.
What worth am I?
EDIT: Ok gave myself another 2 and a half hours (that is, the time I didn't spend crying) to (re?)do the PO.
Details
*sees CCA (though one can argue CNA), which is probably the second worst possible olympiad combination for me (apart from CCC lol, my best change of sweeping was ANG).*
Though it turned out surprisingly doable. Got the first one in less than 30 mins, the third one in less than 5 mins, than school ended so I went to the coffee shop I always go to to work on the second one.
than got stuck on the second one for ALL OF THE REMAINING TIME (screw sequences) apart from the write up (my communication skills are SO bad I might get a 6 on the first problem oops).
midway through three students came into the coffee shop and started discussing the boob sizes of the girls in their grade so rip
So predicting 7/0-1/7 I believe
Should probably take advanced next time
...then I realized this is might all be futile if I don't make USAMO so I started crying again...
Though it turned out surprisingly doable. Got the first one in less than 30 mins, the third one in less than 5 mins, than school ended so I went to the coffee shop I always go to to work on the second one.
than got stuck on the second one for ALL OF THE REMAINING TIME (screw sequences) apart from the write up (my communication skills are SO bad I might get a 6 on the first problem oops).
midway through three students came into the coffee shop and started discussing the boob sizes of the girls in their grade so rip
So predicting 7/0-1/7 I believe
Should probably take advanced next time
...then I realized this is might all be futile if I don't make USAMO so I started crying again...
This post has been edited 2 times. Last edited by shiningsunnyday, Oct 13, 2016, 11:42 AM
), because you have us. We do actually care about your dreams and stuff. I find it really sad your counselors and stuff don't even care that much :/
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