Sep 02, 2008 16:44
Well, yesterday's trip did me good, but not enough, it seems. I can't bring myself to care about the MCAT, not one bit. I know I should. I know that not doing amazingly well on it will keep me from going to medical school. I know that tomorrow night, I'll be headed toward California, and what should be a great several days with Josh, but that seems light-years away at the moment. Besides, I'll probably be kicking myself over how badly I did by this time tomorrow, and feel like crap even with it being over.
I think I need to make three rules for myself the next time I take this fucking test:
1. Don't take it while you're on vacation
2. Don't take it at 8 AM (though I didn't have a choice this time around)
3. Start studying a LOT sooner, and keep up with it!
(I'd put 4. Don't be depressed immediately beforehand, but if I could control that, it wouldn't be an issue anyway)
It doesn't help that things are just generally going very badly for my family at the moment. Not in the "we all hate each other" kind of way--we've actually gotten along just fine--but I can't really go into details. There might be a light at the end of the tunnel in a few months' time, but it's the sort of light that depends on everything going just right which, let's face it, it never does.
Finally got the right memory card reader (the guy at Radio Shack suggested the wrong one), and I've d/led pics, but will have to post them some other time.
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