..Until I start classes! Time sure does fly. I organized everything I need for the testing accommodations I'll be taking advantage of. I've decided on having a note-taker for Calc and the other classes I'll have double time for exams. I have my notebooks ready to go, my text books all ready, and my lunch box waiting on the kitchen counter.
Okay not so much about the lunch box, but it'd be great if I can use it again...
I had to do a little switching around with my research times. I was going to go in 8-11:30AM Tues/Thurs. Seeing as though 8AM is a little too early, thankfully I can go in on Monday around 2pm and then Thursday 9-11:30am.
One of the girls who is no longer working there was nice enough to give me her parking pass, which will hold me over for the rest of the month. Then it's back to feeding the meter. My paperwork still hasnt gone through yet, so until it does, theres no touching any mice or equipment ;(
I got one of the many dreaded lectures this evening from the good ol' parents. It all started yesterday when I stupidly answered my phone at 2pm when my mom was calling and even "stupidlier" told her that I was on my way to the lab. For someone who wakes up at 5AM with no problem every morning, of course 2pm is really LATE for her. So they went on and on about how I have a bad attitude and that I dont show initiative nor drive, how I dont show that I really want something. First of all, let me refresh that I was the one who hunted down this research opportunity myself. I think that shows freakin initiative. I went in at 2pm because I had things to do in the morning and well, that is around the time that I have been going anyways. But if it's not one thing, its another. That is one of the reasons I hesitated coming back home. There is always drama in one form or another - and to be perfectly honest, with all that is at stake here, I cant afford to cave into the pressure.
To boot, this is why I am not saying anything about my little plan. It'd be shot down in a minute and I'd get 101 reasons why they think I'm not capable of doing it. I switched from bio to English and now I'm back to bio. They've expressed numerous times that they think I'm going to flake once again and go back to English. No, not this time. The punch line here, however, is that it is nearly impossible for me to convince them of this. I'm just going to take the bull by the damn horns and do what I have to do. I truly feel that I've wasted so much time playing it safe, not being as driven as I ought to.
Once classes start, I'm sure my entries will be a little more interesting than the rants and raves i've been pouring into this blog lately. I just cant wait for the momentum to pick up :)
Tomorrow, I have to get my parking decal for my car and get my new ID. I also should ask about the Forgiveness Policy that they have. The idea of this policy is that when (or if, rather) you retake your classes, they can only factor in the newer (and hopefully better) grade into your GPA. That will really help me out seeing as though I'm going to be retaking Calc and Orgo II.
Alright, time for bed...
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