Schoolschoolschoolschool.
So the last few weeks have been rather insane for me...bought myself an absolutely gratuitous 120G ipod and have been bit-torrenting like mad ever since.
School has been going smoothly. Haven't made less than a B on a biochem test. Those two B's that I got required a phenomenal amount of adipex and 2 very good friends of mine. I've got a 98 and a 99 in genetics and nutrition, respectively. The funny thing is I got a 67 on an econ test. What the hell? For god's sake it's ECONOMICS.
This english class I've got is absolutely hilarious. I refer to it as "engrish" because it goes against every basic tenant I've ever learned about english. It's mostly group projects, which I fucking loathe. There was this one guy in our group for the last project that was absolutely horrible. He somehow managed to get himself placed in my group for this new project we have. Fortunately for me, Dr. Cooper let us vote him off the island. Unfortunately for him, this meant he also got kicked out of the class.
Senior seminar! Wow, that was a trip. Long, long hours working on a presentation that ended up taking only 16 minutes and 26 seconds of my life. However, I got accolades from 2 professors, the dean of the college of ag and several students. So I guess that means I did well, but I won't know my grade until the end of the semester.
All that's left is a 15 page paper for engrish, 7 page paper for econ and the rest of the tests for classes. Oh, and that whole "acceptance into grad school" thing I've been agonizing over.
Although the last time I checked on the status of my application it said "in department review" which basically means it made it through the acceptance committee that represents graduate schools as a whole at CSU. If I get in...I'll have a free education for the next few years in genetics. If not, I'm moving anyway and enjoying myself for a few years before settling down and getting a real job somewhere.
All in all, things are going very, very well. I'm just pleased that my life is finally GOING somewhere. I'm not some dead end loser unable to function or accomplish anything. I set goals, I told people about those plans and I'm taking care of what I need to take care of to move my life along. I finally feel responsible again...I haven't felt that way in a long time. Moving forward, instead of glued in place by my own inabilities. Friends are hilarious and amazing, school is going smoothly and I can finally catch up on sleep. Also, the ass is nice.
School has been going smoothly. Haven't made less than a B on a biochem test. Those two B's that I got required a phenomenal amount of adipex and 2 very good friends of mine. I've got a 98 and a 99 in genetics and nutrition, respectively. The funny thing is I got a 67 on an econ test. What the hell? For god's sake it's ECONOMICS.
This english class I've got is absolutely hilarious. I refer to it as "engrish" because it goes against every basic tenant I've ever learned about english. It's mostly group projects, which I fucking loathe. There was this one guy in our group for the last project that was absolutely horrible. He somehow managed to get himself placed in my group for this new project we have. Fortunately for me, Dr. Cooper let us vote him off the island. Unfortunately for him, this meant he also got kicked out of the class.
Senior seminar! Wow, that was a trip. Long, long hours working on a presentation that ended up taking only 16 minutes and 26 seconds of my life. However, I got accolades from 2 professors, the dean of the college of ag and several students. So I guess that means I did well, but I won't know my grade until the end of the semester.
All that's left is a 15 page paper for engrish, 7 page paper for econ and the rest of the tests for classes. Oh, and that whole "acceptance into grad school" thing I've been agonizing over.
Although the last time I checked on the status of my application it said "in department review" which basically means it made it through the acceptance committee that represents graduate schools as a whole at CSU. If I get in...I'll have a free education for the next few years in genetics. If not, I'm moving anyway and enjoying myself for a few years before settling down and getting a real job somewhere.
All in all, things are going very, very well. I'm just pleased that my life is finally GOING somewhere. I'm not some dead end loser unable to function or accomplish anything. I set goals, I told people about those plans and I'm taking care of what I need to take care of to move my life along. I finally feel responsible again...I haven't felt that way in a long time. Moving forward, instead of glued in place by my own inabilities. Friends are hilarious and amazing, school is going smoothly and I can finally catch up on sleep. Also, the ass is nice.