Nothing Serious

How I know I've taken too many standardized tests lately:

Today was the end. The last two SAT II's in a string of AP's and SAT's.

As I finished up the first test, I spent a few seconds starting at my nicely number-2 penciled-in answer-bubbles. All of a sudden, these darkened circles, otherwise without form and void, took on shape and meaning. They converged and glided across the sickly green-colored answer sheet.

Next thing I knew, they had formed a face. It was a face I would know anywhere, one that was impossible to mistake. The webbed face and arachnidan eyes were what gave him away. It was the face of...SPIDERMAN!

Truly. It was.

I was intrigued. After all, God is sovereign, right? Everything is meaningful, right? So...perhaps there was something significant going on. I turned the answer sheet over. If I squinted at it, I seemed to be able to make out the number 1325 formed by my neatly filled in circles.

1325! "Maybe some earth-shifting even took place in 1325!" I thought. "Maybe some distant being has opened up a time-space portal and is trying to communicate with me across the centuries! When I get home, I'm going to have to google this number and find out what's going on."

Well, I did google it. As it turns out, 1325 was not a particularly amazing year. Alfonso IV did become the King of Portugal, and a French philosopher, with whom I am not familiar, was born. A saint of the Sufi sect of the Islamic religion died, as well. Other than that...the Delhi Sultanate experienced a bit of a change in political leadership. And that's about it for 1325.

Oh well. At least I tried.

I must say, though - I'm glad that chapter of my life ended before I became too much like John Nash, from A Beautiful Mind.

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I tried, and failed, to link the above to something serious. It's ok, though. I'll use it as a not-s0-subtle segue into my recent thoughts about desires, rewards, and challenges.