One of the things I did during my vacation was take an IQ test online. I scored a whopping 124. I didn’t know what the fuck that meant, so I coughed up the fifteen bucks to get a full report (possibly a sign of my lower intelligence).
Turns out, I scored in the top 90th percentile in Mathematical Intelligence. How the fuck that happened, I have no idea. Math was always my worst subject. I flunked Accounting 101 three times before I finally decided to bag it and change my major to Journalism. So how did I score so high in Mathematics? Well, I may not be good with numbers. But I like to look at pictures.
Yeah, when it comes to Visual-Spatial Intelligence, I scored in the 100th percentile. You know those tests where they show you a few pictures and you have to predict the pattern? I’m apparently a fucking genius when it comes to that. Even more shocking, I did pretty well in Logical Intelligence (80th percentile). So, if I did so well with the math stuff, why wasn’t my overall score any higher?
In Linguistics Intelligence, I was in the disgraceful 60th percentile. Yes, it turns out that the area of the brain I rely on most is actually my weakest. I’m barely better than average when it comes to reading and, uh, ya know, doing that thing where you put words down and make sentences and stuff. You know, that thing? Where you hit the keys and make words and it comes out and people read it? Oh, come on! What the fuck is that called?
Anyway, to be quite honest, I didn’t really take the test too seriously. I did the first half (the Linguistics part) while listening to punk rock, and the second half while chatting online. Sure, I probably could’ve taken the time to figure out if Jenny had more dimes than Suzie. But to tell you the truth, I just didn’t give a fuck. Yeah, in the area of Laziness, I’m also in the 100th percentile.
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