I Don’t Love You More


When I got my ACT results the first time, I sort of knew that I was going to take it again. I had gone in basically blind, with maybe a few test-taking techniques stored in my brain from a 2-day prep session I went to a few weeks prior. I didn’t do any cramming or studying. I just wanted to see where the base was for me, and go from there. I didn’t expect to get a 32. It just kind of happened.  Continue reading