SCORE!
It's summer time and it is as hot as balls outside. I've turned in all of my stuff for the med school application. Taught about a weed out application. It was crappy. My application is pretty good. Nice, hardworking versitile gal. And the crown jewel? Not my stellar GPA...no...its my MCAT score! I made a 29 and still cannot believe it. I thought for sure I sucked ass on it. I got 1 pt higher than my goal. Average acceptance score is 27. I'm very happy about this miracle, it not only stands alone as being good, but also validates my GPA. I still can't believe it, four months of my life DIDN'T go to waste!
So, I feel a bit of 'post senioritis' setting in. All of the classes I'm taking this next year are prereqs for pharmacy. Ridiculous ones like hist 1001 and the like. If I get accepted to med school, I'm probably going...it's really exciting to know that I have a chance now. I'm taking a WONDERFUL pulic speaking course over the summer. It's amazing how I am not shy about playing the clarinet in front of people, and how I CAN'T talk in front of people. Today was our first speech, a personal narrative. My voice wavered like I was bout to cry or something. You can tell when people feel bad for you, cause they don't look at you. I would have made good eye contact had not everyone been staring at the floor. And the one girl that DID maintain eye contact with me looked as though she were about to cry. Horrid! I hate public speaking!!! I DO have fun in my microbiology class, though. I like making stupid-ass bio jokes...they come so naturally to me. I be cracking up people around me in lab. It's cool when you pretend that you're on the food network while creating bacterial slides. It's awesome, I'd should have my own show. You know you'd watch it, don't lie.
Ah,weddings. I'm a blubbering wimp. I cry. I am a big time cryer. I'm probably going to blubber at my own wedding. I recently played for my friend, Ashley's wedding. Very nice. I cried when I saw her in her dress. Next is Lisa's wedding. I'm goin to hand out programs. I'm going to BAWL when I see Lisa. Going to all these weddings is starting to get me to think about my wedding. It might not be in my not so distant future...never can tell...will have to see...
The garden on my deck is still alive, I still haven't killed the plants. World record.
So, I feel a bit of 'post senioritis' setting in. All of the classes I'm taking this next year are prereqs for pharmacy. Ridiculous ones like hist 1001 and the like. If I get accepted to med school, I'm probably going...it's really exciting to know that I have a chance now. I'm taking a WONDERFUL pulic speaking course over the summer. It's amazing how I am not shy about playing the clarinet in front of people, and how I CAN'T talk in front of people. Today was our first speech, a personal narrative. My voice wavered like I was bout to cry or something. You can tell when people feel bad for you, cause they don't look at you. I would have made good eye contact had not everyone been staring at the floor. And the one girl that DID maintain eye contact with me looked as though she were about to cry. Horrid! I hate public speaking!!! I DO have fun in my microbiology class, though. I like making stupid-ass bio jokes...they come so naturally to me. I be cracking up people around me in lab. It's cool when you pretend that you're on the food network while creating bacterial slides. It's awesome, I'd should have my own show. You know you'd watch it, don't lie.
Ah,weddings. I'm a blubbering wimp. I cry. I am a big time cryer. I'm probably going to blubber at my own wedding. I recently played for my friend, Ashley's wedding. Very nice. I cried when I saw her in her dress. Next is Lisa's wedding. I'm goin to hand out programs. I'm going to BAWL when I see Lisa. Going to all these weddings is starting to get me to think about my wedding. It might not be in my not so distant future...never can tell...will have to see...
The garden on my deck is still alive, I still haven't killed the plants. World record.