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The semester is almost over, it's pretty outside, and I'm ready to loaf around.... All good things! I'm so glad winter is over, and it is finally starting to act like Spring. It's crazy how a weather change can dramatically make life so much better! All of a sudden all your worries away. You're more mellow. That test you have tomm. that you haven't studied for; All good. The ten papers you have to write before the semester ends; no need to worry. Why? Because it's SUNNY! Even hardcore me, has taken a more liberal view of these things! Although, don't worry...the anal me still prevails! I've been pretty good at finishing or at least getting a pretty good head start on all my papers. Regardless, after writing my paper (Rough Draft) all morning I went running yesterday! Let me tell you it was not pretty! Last year, in high school, I could basically run the whole two hours, this time I kept taking walking breaks and stuff. I hate that! Oh well, now that I only have two more weeks left, I'm thinking that with the extra time I will be as fit or even more by the end of the summer!
I had to buy books for college and then I decided to treat myself and then I went a little insane! So here are the Books I recently purchased off Amazon are:
I bought Mary Poppins because my family and I are going to see our first Broadway Play over Memorial Day weekend!! I am SOOO excited.... I can not wait, but more on that later. And I bought Becoming Jane, accidentally... I had put it on my cart and then decided I rather get books, but forgot to delete it from my cart. By the time I checked the status of my order and realized what I had forgotted to do, they had already shipped the order...Oops!!
Aside from these I bought an Organic Chem Textbook and A Student Lab Notebook. Oh, I also bought an Anatomy and Physiology Textbook! Soo much FUN!
Nothing Happened. Just as I expected.
So I turned 19 and I should be happy and festive and be all dolled up.... WRONG
My parents got into a huge fight yesterday. Dad not talking to mom. Mom trying to make amends but it's not working because Dad is as stubborn as a mule. Somehow, Dad and Mom figting equals Dad not talking to any of the kids either (Go Figure!) . So it's 7:30 in the morning and I am waiting for my 8:30 class with tears in my eyes just waiting for this day to be over and not even caring anymore. I have an ear infection which just about puts the cake (haha) on this day. My mom woke me up to not a "Happy Birthday" but a "So I left the antibiotic with some eggs on the table. Okay I'm running late. Bye." My sister who has her Spring Break wished me a Happy Birthday drowsily from her bed. Brother was asleep. Oh, the half an hour car ride with dad to school.... Ya no happy birthday, no talking, no nothing. I said bye to him in the car and got no response. Maybe I shouldn't feel so sorry for myself, but I am so tired of this crap. I should be used to this by now. My family's not good with celebratory occasions. On my Graduation Day, my dad through a tantrum in the car. I cried on the way to my Graduation. So this should be expected. Not the smiling mother waking me up with a cake and candles wishing me to blow on them. The doting father carrying an armload of gifts and pleasantries wishing me a Happy Birth Day. Or get the slightly teasing siblings who make a big deal of hating you all year but never miss a Birth Day. They treat you extra nice. Give you the best slice of cake. The perfect gift. They know you. Understand you without being told. Nope, I don't get any of that. Instead I get the steely cold shoulder, the shrug. The I wish you weren't born so let's make this one day as miserable as possible day. That way, we don't have to worry about being nice or getting you anything. We can just be mad at you. Madness is cheap. You lose a lot of calories with madness. Literally, my sister didn't eat all Friday out of madness. She has the figure of a ballerina. I resemble a first trimester mother around the waist. The truely sad part is that every year about a month before my Birthday I get that same hope that maybe this year it will be different and that I might be happy. That hasn't really happened yet. Haha. Just a vision I suppose, a superfluous dream. It's a vanity to think that I would be important enough. I, who is the work horse of the family, the provider with my bi-weekly, meagre paychecks that I dutifully give to my father not asking for a cent of it. I who strives for perfection in a family who has increasing standards that are never ever enough. They constantly get higher as I naively try to make the best of them. I'm stupid. My family is constantly bickering, arguing, screaming at the top of their lungs. Two weeks ago, on my Spring Break, they fought for the whole week I had off. We stayed at home. Didn't do anything. Then starting this Thursday, my sister had another one of her lovely Bitch attacks/Bipolar episodes. That lasted till Friday night. Beginning Sunday, my siblings start their Spring Break, mom starting nagging on dad which led to a full explosion of Dad in which he is still spewing the remnants of. Perfect timing. This way, the kids can ROT like they do everyother day. And me.... I'm just here. Waiting for class. wanting and then not wanting to go home because I don't know if I'll find the happy family that seems so out of reach, a family that up till now I took for granted or the psychos that seem to be parading around everywhere. In general, I have NO expectations. This day is probably going to be one of the worst days that I've had. Whatever. I'm so tired and over it. I'm done.
Okay, I'm in literal crisis mode. I went to PA for the weekend and it was all fine and dandy until my friend started telling me horror stories about Biology. Honestly, I work my ass off to get the grades I get and usually there is no problem I work hard and I get the A. Sadly, Chemistry isn't under the same philosophy... Last semester, after crying, getting sick, having a major headache everyday I got a B- in the class this semester, eventhough I feel like I understand the material a lot better I have a B (midterm grade). BUT:::::
My friend who is a Biology major herself from Temple University told me that she worked her butt off four years, studying for days and not sleeping for days on end.
-So, okay sleepless nights I can deal.
She then proceeded to tell me that with a Biology degree I can't do anything unless I plan to go into the medicinal field a la Pharmacy, Optometry, Dentistry, and the big daddy of them all Medical School. However, all those Graduate Schools are extremely competitive and ruthless. Apparently, a student with a 3.9 GPA and a 39 on his MCATS has been rejected from every med. school he's applied to.
-I think: Okay, I'm screwed
Finally, a Biology degree will give me nothing to do that is any better than working at McDonalds for minimum wage and what's better is that even if I go for Masters it's highly unlikely I'll find something. Apparently, most of the good jobs are for those who are Ph.D's.
- There goes my Plan B: Masters in Biology down the drain
Oh, and to make me feel better she told me that my school's Bachelors in Biology program was messed up because you need 1 year of Calculus.
Now I have to figure out IF I am going to stay the long haul for move on!
So after a long overdue couple of years I finally took my written exam for the Driving Test. Yes, it's tres pathetic. Why? Well it's simple. Over-bearing, way too controlling parents. They've finally decided to relent. But the problem that occurred shortly thereafter was trying to find the perfect time to visit the DMV (it's kind of far from our house) With schoolwork and homework and just everyday living I would never have time. Or if I did I didn't feel like I had studied enough so I would just prolong it, afraid I would fail the test. This Spring Break I decided to stop the incessant paranoia and just get the damn thing over with. After that, things got easier because I made it a priority to get IT DONE. AND I DID!
I'm reading this book for Western Civ. and it also happens to be my first Dickens! I was a little apprehensive about starting this book up, largely due to all the people who told me he can be droll... However, I quite like Dickens' style. I like that he pays extra attention to detail. Allowing the reader a better glimpse into whichever room or scene in which the characters interact. I'm only 40 pages in so I'll write a short review when I am all done!
I am sooo excited! I'm getting bookshelves! YAY!! We bought them from this old lady who doesn't need them anymore. I can't wait to get all the books hanging haphazardly in my small, over-filled, and cumbersome bookshelves into lavish roomy bookshelves. Finally they will be displayed in the best way and can now be truly appreciated. My mom and dad are going to go pick them up today at 8:00. I think if they are as good-looking as my parents said than this is the perfect way to start off Spring Break
Can't wait to see this movie! read more
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