Fall Break version 2007
Alright, I'm on fall break, back in Charlotte for the entire weekend and Monday morning for ortho appointment. I don't think I have too much longer with my braces, the girl who worked on them last time said they looked amazing for only having them on for the amount of time (late May '06 for tops, early August '06 for bottoms, rubber bands for 3 months prior).
How is NC State? I'm repeatedly asked this question and it's not until I come back to Charlotte that I get the sense about how things are different. I 100% believe the decision I made to transfer is the correct one. I needed to get out of Charlotte, or it might be the same day-in, day-out routine. Change is a good thing, and I've seen that there certainly are changes in my personality. Confidence is a big part of it. I also weigh approximately 186 pounds. I had a horrible beginning of the semester, compounded by a lot of little things that shouldn't have happened. I truly liked someone for the first time in a LONG time, but apparently she didn't feel the same, as we abruptly stopped communicating. That put a general funk in my mood for a week or two, and I'd wished I was still at UNCC. My grades to start the semester were HORRIBLE. I made a ~43 on a Calculus 3 test, a class I'd already taken and passed with a B at UNCC but didn't the credit didn't transfer. I was resigned to being happy at making a 50 on my materials science test and barely studied for it. By some miracle, I made a 78. I was always a week late with my labs for my graphic design class, a class that is 95% the same as one I took at UNCC, but once again, didn't transfer. The mid-term for that class was this past Monday, as were two other tests. I made the mistake of taking 20mg of adderall. For some people, that's nothing, except I don't have ADD, only cloudy thoughts. It did help me focus on studying for the three tests on Monday, one of which I got a 93 on (Calculus, but I've already been taught all of it). Unfortunately, I was awake for 32 hours and still felt the affects on Tuesday for my Solids test. I finally made a good grade on a quiz in there, being a 94 after 65, 55, 55. Those grades were a product of not getting up and going to class. Not living on campus has been a definite adjustment. However, the third quiz was just a dumb mistake instead of misunderstanding of the material. The solids test went well, I'm confident I got 3 out of 4 completely right and the fourth I should have been able to derive, but I just didn't have enough time.
I'm going to Seattle in about a month for the International Mechanical Engineering Congress and Exposition. Initially, I'd gotten the e-mail while I was drunk and thought that it'd be fun to go. Sober and re-reading the e-mail, I was quite hesitant about it until I realized I must change who I am.
A part of me struggles with such change, specifically my attitude around girls. It's all about comfort zone and getting outside of it. The comfort zone has gotten you where you are right now, and if you're not happy, become uncomfortable.
And if young love is just a game
Then I must have missed the kick off
This is enough writing for right now, because for the first time in a long time, my eyes are open.
How is NC State? I'm repeatedly asked this question and it's not until I come back to Charlotte that I get the sense about how things are different. I 100% believe the decision I made to transfer is the correct one. I needed to get out of Charlotte, or it might be the same day-in, day-out routine. Change is a good thing, and I've seen that there certainly are changes in my personality. Confidence is a big part of it. I also weigh approximately 186 pounds. I had a horrible beginning of the semester, compounded by a lot of little things that shouldn't have happened. I truly liked someone for the first time in a LONG time, but apparently she didn't feel the same, as we abruptly stopped communicating. That put a general funk in my mood for a week or two, and I'd wished I was still at UNCC. My grades to start the semester were HORRIBLE. I made a ~43 on a Calculus 3 test, a class I'd already taken and passed with a B at UNCC but didn't the credit didn't transfer. I was resigned to being happy at making a 50 on my materials science test and barely studied for it. By some miracle, I made a 78. I was always a week late with my labs for my graphic design class, a class that is 95% the same as one I took at UNCC, but once again, didn't transfer. The mid-term for that class was this past Monday, as were two other tests. I made the mistake of taking 20mg of adderall. For some people, that's nothing, except I don't have ADD, only cloudy thoughts. It did help me focus on studying for the three tests on Monday, one of which I got a 93 on (Calculus, but I've already been taught all of it). Unfortunately, I was awake for 32 hours and still felt the affects on Tuesday for my Solids test. I finally made a good grade on a quiz in there, being a 94 after 65, 55, 55. Those grades were a product of not getting up and going to class. Not living on campus has been a definite adjustment. However, the third quiz was just a dumb mistake instead of misunderstanding of the material. The solids test went well, I'm confident I got 3 out of 4 completely right and the fourth I should have been able to derive, but I just didn't have enough time.
I'm going to Seattle in about a month for the International Mechanical Engineering Congress and Exposition. Initially, I'd gotten the e-mail while I was drunk and thought that it'd be fun to go. Sober and re-reading the e-mail, I was quite hesitant about it until I realized I must change who I am.
A part of me struggles with such change, specifically my attitude around girls. It's all about comfort zone and getting outside of it. The comfort zone has gotten you where you are right now, and if you're not happy, become uncomfortable.
And if young love is just a game
Then I must have missed the kick off
This is enough writing for right now, because for the first time in a long time, my eyes are open.