Study Abroad / Health
Shit, has it been that long since I made an entry? Anyway, I am not studying abroad.
I had my classes and personal statement and letter of recommendation (statements/letters that I'm positive they did not read) all submitted on time. But the study abroad company, CIS, wanted the $750 deposit in the mail by the 1st of July. By the 30th of June, I still hadn't heard from London's university regarding what classes I'd be taking, or from Parkside about what my grant/loan package was like: these last two factors are deciding factors. And what day do I finally hear about my loan and classes? The 1st of June, when the deposit is due.
How the classes work is that I pick 8 classes and list them from least to most desired. They gave me a Digital Photography class and a class on Screenplay Adaptation, and told me the others aren't available to me. Then why the fuck are they on your website? These are topics I can learn quite a lot about from the internet; they aren't worth flying over an ocean over. But I'm the guy that thinks traveling to London to study "American Literature of the 19th Century" would be fascinating, so I'm probably just weird. Also, the loan I got was decent, but I'd still have to come up with $4,000 on my own. So, I didn't get any information on two deciding factors until the zero hour, and just said "fuck it".
I feel disappointed, but not at all over the program: the program was just a means to an end. Daniel wants an adventure. Daniel wants to take The Ring to Mordor.
I can graduate this August and just be done, or stick around until Christmas and get that Philosophy Minor. I have no job lined up, so there's no reason I should be in a hurry to graduate. I'm not normally indecisive, but I'd rather someone else make these decisions for me. I've basically lived on campus for 18 months, and now that I'm more-or-less done, I feel very weird and I don't know what to do with myself. Also, I have to finish my thesis in the next 2 weeks. There's that.
I'm normally pretty healthy. With the exception of one particular trip to the theater, I think I've only seen the doctor twice in about 10 years. So health insurance becomes nothing more than a gambling program: I put money into it as a bet on whether or not I'll fall down a flight of stairs. So it's just wasted money. But I figure I'm getting older and there's some other stuff that I'll get into later, but I got that whole health insurance thing again after a few years of not having it. I'm much more ignorant on the mechanics than you would suspect. I'm just healthy, and don't like wasting money.
So I started coming down with something on Sunday. But it was just a sore throat, which is really weird for me. All the symptoms were weird compared to any other time I've been sick. So I walked into the clinic, give the doctor the spiel, and she figures it might be strep throat. They test it and it's not. I was actually hopping it would be, because the proscription would help justify the insurance I'm paying for. Instead she recommends Robitussin cough medicine. -.-
Good news is my heart rate and blood pressure are perfect, as they've always been. Bad news is I've gained about 20-25 pounds, but I'm unlikely to start exercising so I'll just accept me for me. Great news is she tested my reflexes and found them to be "hypersensitive," which she seemed mildly concerned about (she even said that she felt my tendon jerk while testing my right arm, which she has never felt before ever). But when I'm told I have hypersensitive reflexes, I only hear "reflexes of a wild, mutant jungle cat." Awesome.
I will be going to this, and I think it might interest one or both of you:
http://www.fathomevents.com/originals/event/transcendentman.aspx
A conversation about transhumanism, futurism, the technological singularity, and other mischief.
I had my classes and personal statement and letter of recommendation (statements/letters that I'm positive they did not read) all submitted on time. But the study abroad company, CIS, wanted the $750 deposit in the mail by the 1st of July. By the 30th of June, I still hadn't heard from London's university regarding what classes I'd be taking, or from Parkside about what my grant/loan package was like: these last two factors are deciding factors. And what day do I finally hear about my loan and classes? The 1st of June, when the deposit is due.
How the classes work is that I pick 8 classes and list them from least to most desired. They gave me a Digital Photography class and a class on Screenplay Adaptation, and told me the others aren't available to me. Then why the fuck are they on your website? These are topics I can learn quite a lot about from the internet; they aren't worth flying over an ocean over. But I'm the guy that thinks traveling to London to study "American Literature of the 19th Century" would be fascinating, so I'm probably just weird. Also, the loan I got was decent, but I'd still have to come up with $4,000 on my own. So, I didn't get any information on two deciding factors until the zero hour, and just said "fuck it".
I feel disappointed, but not at all over the program: the program was just a means to an end. Daniel wants an adventure. Daniel wants to take The Ring to Mordor.
I can graduate this August and just be done, or stick around until Christmas and get that Philosophy Minor. I have no job lined up, so there's no reason I should be in a hurry to graduate. I'm not normally indecisive, but I'd rather someone else make these decisions for me. I've basically lived on campus for 18 months, and now that I'm more-or-less done, I feel very weird and I don't know what to do with myself. Also, I have to finish my thesis in the next 2 weeks. There's that.
I'm normally pretty healthy. With the exception of one particular trip to the theater, I think I've only seen the doctor twice in about 10 years. So health insurance becomes nothing more than a gambling program: I put money into it as a bet on whether or not I'll fall down a flight of stairs. So it's just wasted money. But I figure I'm getting older and there's some other stuff that I'll get into later, but I got that whole health insurance thing again after a few years of not having it. I'm much more ignorant on the mechanics than you would suspect. I'm just healthy, and don't like wasting money.
So I started coming down with something on Sunday. But it was just a sore throat, which is really weird for me. All the symptoms were weird compared to any other time I've been sick. So I walked into the clinic, give the doctor the spiel, and she figures it might be strep throat. They test it and it's not. I was actually hopping it would be, because the proscription would help justify the insurance I'm paying for. Instead she recommends Robitussin cough medicine. -.-
Good news is my heart rate and blood pressure are perfect, as they've always been. Bad news is I've gained about 20-25 pounds, but I'm unlikely to start exercising so I'll just accept me for me. Great news is she tested my reflexes and found them to be "hypersensitive," which she seemed mildly concerned about (she even said that she felt my tendon jerk while testing my right arm, which she has never felt before ever). But when I'm told I have hypersensitive reflexes, I only hear "reflexes of a wild, mutant jungle cat." Awesome.
I will be going to this, and I think it might interest one or both of you:
http://www.fathomevents.com/originals/event/transcendentman.aspx
A conversation about transhumanism, futurism, the technological singularity, and other mischief.