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I started yesterday's post with what a week. Today's post it titled what a 28 hours. If your in a hurry skip to the last paragraph.
So, I posted my little message yesterday and then went to take my Algebra prelim. That test was absolutely brutal. Everyone in the room thought it was so hard, and nobody felt they successfully solved problems. It covered very little of the material and was highly focused on examples. Examples may sound easy, but they generally are really hard. It was so hard that one hour into the three hour exam I excused myself to go sob in the restroom, because this stupid test was getting me kicked out of school. I still don't expect to pass, but since everyone felt they did that badly I'm hoping I might have a chance. At any rate I left that test feeling like absolute crap.
Then, I walk out of the test and run into the TA coordinator who tells me that the job I thought I had for next semester, well.... I don't have it. Meaning, we can't pay our rent, we have no insurance, etc. Now, not only am I getting kicked out of school, but we're going to use all of our meager savings to support ourselves.
Needless to say, I felt like absolute crap last night. I felt so crappy that I didn't even want to drink because it would just make me feel worse.
However, I woke up feeling a little better. I had a dr. appt so I went to it, and afterwards I decided to go to St. Edward's to visit some old professors, and see if they know of any job available. They didn't really know about any jobs, but one of them (actually one I didn't even intend to visit, but who cornered me in the hallway) gave me a pep talk about graduate school and told me to keep fighting. I really needed to hear that and it made me feel better.
Then Chris and I went shopping (mostly to use some gift cards), and then when we came home I checked my e-mail. The TA coordinator had e-mailed me saying they had fought for more jobs, and that now it looks like I will have a job. And she said it's 99.9999% going to happen, so I think it's pretty much guaranteed!
At any rate, I went from feeling like absolute crap, to feeling pretty good. I have a job, the test was still crap, but I'm going to fight for what I want, and tonight Chris and I are finally going to grill!
So, I posted my little message yesterday and then went to take my Algebra prelim. That test was absolutely brutal. Everyone in the room thought it was so hard, and nobody felt they successfully solved problems. It covered very little of the material and was highly focused on examples. Examples may sound easy, but they generally are really hard. It was so hard that one hour into the three hour exam I excused myself to go sob in the restroom, because this stupid test was getting me kicked out of school. I still don't expect to pass, but since everyone felt they did that badly I'm hoping I might have a chance. At any rate I left that test feeling like absolute crap.
Then, I walk out of the test and run into the TA coordinator who tells me that the job I thought I had for next semester, well.... I don't have it. Meaning, we can't pay our rent, we have no insurance, etc. Now, not only am I getting kicked out of school, but we're going to use all of our meager savings to support ourselves.
Needless to say, I felt like absolute crap last night. I felt so crappy that I didn't even want to drink because it would just make me feel worse.
However, I woke up feeling a little better. I had a dr. appt so I went to it, and afterwards I decided to go to St. Edward's to visit some old professors, and see if they know of any job available. They didn't really know about any jobs, but one of them (actually one I didn't even intend to visit, but who cornered me in the hallway) gave me a pep talk about graduate school and told me to keep fighting. I really needed to hear that and it made me feel better.
Then Chris and I went shopping (mostly to use some gift cards), and then when we came home I checked my e-mail. The TA coordinator had e-mailed me saying they had fought for more jobs, and that now it looks like I will have a job. And she said it's 99.9999% going to happen, so I think it's pretty much guaranteed!
At any rate, I went from feeling like absolute crap, to feeling pretty good. I have a job, the test was still crap, but I'm going to fight for what I want, and tonight Chris and I are finally going to grill!