*I MISS DANCE!!!!!*
Lets see. How did my day go? I guess it was ok. I woke up early to take the bus to school. i hadnt done that in a while but it wasnt bad. The good thing is that I get an excellent view of the ocean going up *La Jolla Shores Drive* Its just beautiful.
I spoke to Ashley (the graduate research assistant for Prof. Huerta) and she had no freakin idea i was pregnant!!! She said she couldnt tell since she always sees me sitting or wearing sweaters so its not all obvious. She was soooo nice though! We are probably going to get together and like study or something. I asked her about the masters and Ph.D. programs and OM FREAKIN GOD! It's soooo much work, but what did i fuckin expect? An easy ride? For my masters id have to write my thesis but it would be like 150 pages long and then id have to defend it...for my Ph.D. id have to first (at least for her major at UCSD) she had to take so many classes, read a big list of books, then write a paper using the readings plus what your focus is on, she has like a week to do this...but then for her dissertation its like 200 pages and you still have to defend it in front of a bunch of professors. She told me to go to different schools and talk to someone who might be your advisor so you know what they are like to work with. I was all :| OMG! I was thinking this baby is going for the ride of her freakin life! hahah i not only need to get either my masters or Ph.D. but i WANT to. I was all, WTF am i going to write 100+ pages about? But when i get there it will come to me. Im gonna start looking at some colleges. Im not gonna jump the gun. i just want to know what im going to do. ahhh!
Anypoop, all i had was theater and that is always entertaining. One girl was talking about how she doesnt know her dad and how she has tried tracking him down and how she feels she needs to know him so she can figure out her identity. I thought about my dad. I HAVE NO FREAKIN IDEA WHO HE IS but i never really cared enough to push my mom to tell me anything. Im thinking i should. I mean what if im not all mexican? or whatever? i dunno. or what if my dads family has some sort of genetic disorder or something? It's starting to bother me. I guess just knowing a name...yeah i dont even know a name. peee-u it stinks. ew i think there is a gas leak . g2g
I spoke to Ashley (the graduate research assistant for Prof. Huerta) and she had no freakin idea i was pregnant!!! She said she couldnt tell since she always sees me sitting or wearing sweaters so its not all obvious. She was soooo nice though! We are probably going to get together and like study or something. I asked her about the masters and Ph.D. programs and OM FREAKIN GOD! It's soooo much work, but what did i fuckin expect? An easy ride? For my masters id have to write my thesis but it would be like 150 pages long and then id have to defend it...for my Ph.D. id have to first (at least for her major at UCSD) she had to take so many classes, read a big list of books, then write a paper using the readings plus what your focus is on, she has like a week to do this...but then for her dissertation its like 200 pages and you still have to defend it in front of a bunch of professors. She told me to go to different schools and talk to someone who might be your advisor so you know what they are like to work with. I was all :| OMG! I was thinking this baby is going for the ride of her freakin life! hahah i not only need to get either my masters or Ph.D. but i WANT to. I was all, WTF am i going to write 100+ pages about? But when i get there it will come to me. Im gonna start looking at some colleges. Im not gonna jump the gun. i just want to know what im going to do. ahhh!
Anypoop, all i had was theater and that is always entertaining. One girl was talking about how she doesnt know her dad and how she has tried tracking him down and how she feels she needs to know him so she can figure out her identity. I thought about my dad. I HAVE NO FREAKIN IDEA WHO HE IS but i never really cared enough to push my mom to tell me anything. Im thinking i should. I mean what if im not all mexican? or whatever? i dunno. or what if my dads family has some sort of genetic disorder or something? It's starting to bother me. I guess just knowing a name...yeah i dont even know a name. peee-u it stinks. ew i think there is a gas leak . g2g