sage quintyne

About Me

My name is Sage Quintyne and I am a rising senior at The Heritage School. I am a big reader and I love to laugh and enjoy myself. I am also a part of the Davis Polk mentorship program.
In life I want to become a psychiatrist so I can help people solve their problems. I hope to attend Deamen College to pursue my future dreams.
Below you will find a link to a page I've put together with some of my work, experiences, and creative endeavors. I hope you enjoy it. Click here to see my page.

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Ms. Webster's Words of Wisdom

8 more days til Regents

There are only 8 days of school left until Regents starts. Just sayin'.

If you're about to take Regents, you have two options: freak out, or, don't freak out.

I used to like having finals when in high school, in the same way that I liked it when the electricity went out for no reason, in the way that I liked snow days, in the way that I liked big, dangerous, important events: they gave me a break from the soul-crushing routine of every day.

So of course I was a LITTLE freaked-out, because tests are tests. But mostly I was excited to get a break from the routine of high school, the getting-up-early-every-damn-day, seeing-a-bunch-of-people-I-didn't-trust-or-enjoy, eating-the-disgusting-cafeteria-food, doing-all-that-boring-work, killing-homework routine. During finals, I didn't have any of that nonsense. I even had a brilliant excuse to get out of doing chores, baby-sitting my little brother, and even eating dinner with my family (which at 16 seemed like an incredibly tedious task). Instead, I retreated into monastic study, at the table in my room I had specially set up.

The study space set up was an important component of studying for finals. About a week before finals started, I moved a table into the middle of my bedroom. I cleaned the surface carefully. I got a desk lamp with a clamp and a hinged arm that I screwed onto the edge of the table. I got a straight-backed chair and a pillow for support. I stacked my textbooks neatly in one corner of the table. I stacked my class notebooks and binders in the other corner. I acquired two sharpened pencils with good erasers and two pens, one blue and one black, and four highlighters in different colors. These writing instruments I inserted into an empty jar and positioned the jar next to the notebooks. I got a big bottle of water and a bag of pretzels for reinforcement. Then I put on my favorite album (which at the time was Pearl Jam, I believe), and locked my bedroom door. Let the storm come. I was ready.

-Ms. Webster

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