Okay so big deal right? Notes. These aren't just any notes - these are color coordinated and organized. Minus the chicken scratch handwriting , but it's a huge step up from not really having taken notes before at all!
And I even have the stick figures to boot.
So I found out that one of my old high school pals got into medical school (!?!?) UMDNJ. I dont know much about this school other than that it's in NJ. I had no idea she was interested in medicine either, by the way. I guess everyone's passion surfaces at some point in time. I know I'm supposed to be happy for people when things like this happen but thinking about it makes my self-pity-o-meter sky rocket. Or maybe I'm just jealous. Dammit, when will I have my "I got in!" story??
I just have to keep reminding myself that there is no way I can do anything about the choices that I've made in the past - I just have to play the cards that I have been dealt.
I'm not completely woeful though. In fact, I was thinking about this on the drive home from the library. I remember when I was taking these classes the first time around (about 4 years ago) and I was struggling incredibly. I had no motivation, my grades were terrible, I didn't know where I was headed much less how I was getting there and I would cry and cry almost everyday on the way home. I'd have to fix myself a few blocks before I got home (because I still lived with my parents at the time) and I didnt want them to see my teary-eyed, snot covered face and think that something had happened.
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