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It’s funny how things change so suddenly… Monday I would have said that I was starting work in a week, and I was going to be working MWF 8-5 in my lab. I got an email from my professor Tuesday asking if I wanted to be in the REU program (Research Experience for Undergraduates) starting June 4th. It’s basically the same thing I’ve been doing in lab, just more structured. We give a presentation about what we’re planning to work on, then throughout the rest of the summer we present on how our stuff is going to the other students in the program. This was a program that I should have applied for back in March, but apparently they have extra spaces, so my professor managed to pull me in. It’s good, but now I have no idea what I’m gonna do with myself until then. I guess I’ll manage though.
In other news, it was a really, and I mean really, good semester for me. 3.78. The highest I had really been hoping for was a 3.5, because I didn’t feel like there was any way I was going to get an A in Econ. The professor told me I had a 50% chance going into the final of getting an A(whatever that meant), and despite the fact that I was freaking out about the final the next day(Evolution), I took it… and came out of there with an A. I got a B in Evolution, but that really could have been much worse. I had absolutely no idea how that was going to go, because the class was eventually adjusted for a curve. I pretty much thought I had a C in there, so a B is good for me.. I got A’s in everything else, which is pretty cool. Mainly because I made an A in CS. German and research were obvious A’s, unless I yelled at my professors or something. Or incorporated “scheisse” in verb form to another discussion…
And in other news, my mom is being retarded about the whole money thing. She refuses to get me a car, or help me out with a car. Nevermind the fact that I’ve busted my ass over the past year, paid for the majority of my housing (a major part of school), and still managed to pull my GPA up drastically. She keeps telling me that the money I get for this research thing had better come straight to me instead of going to my bursar’s account so that I can pay for gas. I mean, yeah they’ve spent a lot on my education, but I never said that they HAD to. I could take out loans. I’ve said that all along. I am so fucking sick and tired of getting bitched at about money when it’s her fault. I’m doing more than my share. I don’t ask for anything, ever. I buy my own food, clothes, textbooks, etc. They’ve barely bought me anything outside of my tuition/housing this year. It’s really getting old. I just get guilt-tripped all day about the fact that it costs so damned much.
Yeah, so that sums up what’s going on right now in a nutshell… maybe I’ll get back into posting things soon.
In other news, it was a really, and I mean really, good semester for me. 3.78. The highest I had really been hoping for was a 3.5, because I didn’t feel like there was any way I was going to get an A in Econ. The professor told me I had a 50% chance going into the final of getting an A(whatever that meant), and despite the fact that I was freaking out about the final the next day(Evolution), I took it… and came out of there with an A. I got a B in Evolution, but that really could have been much worse. I had absolutely no idea how that was going to go, because the class was eventually adjusted for a curve. I pretty much thought I had a C in there, so a B is good for me.. I got A’s in everything else, which is pretty cool. Mainly because I made an A in CS. German and research were obvious A’s, unless I yelled at my professors or something. Or incorporated “scheisse” in verb form to another discussion…
And in other news, my mom is being retarded about the whole money thing. She refuses to get me a car, or help me out with a car. Nevermind the fact that I’ve busted my ass over the past year, paid for the majority of my housing (a major part of school), and still managed to pull my GPA up drastically. She keeps telling me that the money I get for this research thing had better come straight to me instead of going to my bursar’s account so that I can pay for gas. I mean, yeah they’ve spent a lot on my education, but I never said that they HAD to. I could take out loans. I’ve said that all along. I am so fucking sick and tired of getting bitched at about money when it’s her fault. I’m doing more than my share. I don’t ask for anything, ever. I buy my own food, clothes, textbooks, etc. They’ve barely bought me anything outside of my tuition/housing this year. It’s really getting old. I just get guilt-tripped all day about the fact that it costs so damned much.
Yeah, so that sums up what’s going on right now in a nutshell… maybe I’ll get back into posting things soon.