One down, five billion to go.
Thank you, everybody, for your congratulations on me getting accepted into grad school. It's such a relief to know that I'm going somewhere. AU is where I will most likely end up, due to its high ranking among criminal justice/criminology graduate schools, but it is really expensive so I don't know for sure yet.
I'm leaving for Israel in five days. I'm super excited about this, but my excitement has to be put on hold. Before I leave, I have a ridiculous amount of schoolwork to do. I have three midterms (two on Tuesday and one on Wednesday) a 5-8 pager due on Monday and a 7-10 pager due on Friday. I'm absolutely fucking terrified about one of my midterms; it's for my graduate level criminal theories and public policy class. I begged Professor Savage to let me into the class as an undergraduate. The format the midterm will be in is essay, which in itself isn't so bad, but we have to be able to write them in graduate-level writing and be able to cite sources off the bat. I understand the material, but I feel like I'm in way over my head. I spent all day today and a little while last night and will spend all day tomorrow reading through and outline every single research article that was assigned in class. There are fourteen in all and I have finishe six so far, incluing the most difficult ones. I have to do well on this, because I have to show the professor that I am able to do graduate-level work.
After missing both classes last week due to me being sick and my instructor's last-minute trip to New York, we brought it up a notch or six in aerobics class. After the first class this week on Tuesday, I was so incredibly sore everywhere. My calves, hip flexors, shoulders, abs, back, etc. all hurt to move. After class on Friday, I'm in a lot of pain still. I'm at the point where it hurts to walk or move my body at all. Our workouts are pretty intense.. why do I still look the same?!
My dad and brother are going to move into a new house on Monday; I was able to talk him out of moving into the smaller house that has no appliances. We'll still be living in West Bloomfield, but closer to Commerce, near the first middle school I went to. My brother will be able to graduate from the same high school he's been going to for two and a half years. The cat and the bird are already living in the house, and they're doing semi-okay (although the cat is very very confused). I want to go back to Michigan for a weekend sometime after I get back from Israel, but I don't know if that will be a possibility.
I'm ready for it to be graduation. Things are very stressful and I need a summer vacation. Even if it does mean I'll be serving yuppies forty hours a week.
I'm leaving for Israel in five days. I'm super excited about this, but my excitement has to be put on hold. Before I leave, I have a ridiculous amount of schoolwork to do. I have three midterms (two on Tuesday and one on Wednesday) a 5-8 pager due on Monday and a 7-10 pager due on Friday. I'm absolutely fucking terrified about one of my midterms; it's for my graduate level criminal theories and public policy class. I begged Professor Savage to let me into the class as an undergraduate. The format the midterm will be in is essay, which in itself isn't so bad, but we have to be able to write them in graduate-level writing and be able to cite sources off the bat. I understand the material, but I feel like I'm in way over my head. I spent all day today and a little while last night and will spend all day tomorrow reading through and outline every single research article that was assigned in class. There are fourteen in all and I have finishe six so far, incluing the most difficult ones. I have to do well on this, because I have to show the professor that I am able to do graduate-level work.
After missing both classes last week due to me being sick and my instructor's last-minute trip to New York, we brought it up a notch or six in aerobics class. After the first class this week on Tuesday, I was so incredibly sore everywhere. My calves, hip flexors, shoulders, abs, back, etc. all hurt to move. After class on Friday, I'm in a lot of pain still. I'm at the point where it hurts to walk or move my body at all. Our workouts are pretty intense.. why do I still look the same?!
My dad and brother are going to move into a new house on Monday; I was able to talk him out of moving into the smaller house that has no appliances. We'll still be living in West Bloomfield, but closer to Commerce, near the first middle school I went to. My brother will be able to graduate from the same high school he's been going to for two and a half years. The cat and the bird are already living in the house, and they're doing semi-okay (although the cat is very very confused). I want to go back to Michigan for a weekend sometime after I get back from Israel, but I don't know if that will be a possibility.
I'm ready for it to be graduation. Things are very stressful and I need a summer vacation. Even if it does mean I'll be serving yuppies forty hours a week.