Oh Spring Break, you're so close. I'm in desperate need of you.
Everything has been going okay lately. I've come to terms with my grades and I no longer stress over them the same way. I'm just accepting my 3.0GPA (Out of 4.0) as an inseparable part of me.
I read a short article over at www.studentdoctornetwork.net that gave some tips with how to handle a lower than average GPA. It basically said to be proactive and not try to avoid it when applying to medschools and interviewing. I was glad to hear that because I did directly address it in my autobiography and was careful not to make it seem like too negative of a point. I also showed that I did have a plan for how to solve the problem once entering medical school, which was another thing stressed in the article. Horrah Problem Based Learning-pathways!
I've also started the process of scheduling my classes for next semester. Originally I was going to have a really easy semester with Fridays off, but people are starting to talk me into taking Biochemistry. I don't know how good of an idea this is considering I have a C+ average in Organic Chem, but from what I've heard it's basically becoming a pre-req for medical schools and if you don't have a background in it then your first semester of medschool is particularly impossible.
If I take that then my cumulative transcript will include the following science/math classes:
General Bio I+II + Lab
General Chem I+II + Lab
Organic Chem I+II + Lab
Physics I+II + Lab
Biochemistry I
Microbiology + Lab
Immunology
Veratbrate Physiology + Lab (different from A+P)
Comparative Anatomy + Lab
Genetics + Lab
Animal Behavior
Science/Medicine/Ethics
Calculus I
Statistics
I'm hoping my courses at least look like a challenged myself. One day I'll post the grades next to those courses, but I'm still a little too self-conscious. I will share my latest practice MCAT score, although it's still not where it needs to be. 23. I'm content with it so far because the genius-guaranteed-to-get-into-medschool-friend got a 19 on that test. But we'll see how I do on the one she got 26 on. The school that I want to attend has an average of 24 and is PBL, so maybe my sob story will win them over because of my dedication to PBL.
Well I have to go back to finishing my Physics lab report. Thanks for the comments. It's nice to know that some people care.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Nightmare
Ever since I started college I've had a reoccurring nightmare, which is always at the top of the realistic dreams list.
I'm back in high school and in my senior year. Standing at the bus I'm extremely nervous because it's my first day back in many months. I hadn't been in school for a while because of a sickness and I was home schooled for that period. The bus arrives and I step through the narrow doorway. While on the bus I'm trying to remember all the thing that I need to do in order to be ready for school. Books, blazer, tie... Oh shit, I forgot my tie and blazer. I'm totally out of rhythm for getting ready for school.
Awesome, my bus is late. My home room teacher won't care that it's not my fault. They never give a shit what the reason is. You were suppose to be in homeroom at 8:10AM, and that's that.
Now I'm scrambling around the hallways desperate to find someone that I can borrow a jacket and tie from. Well, maybe I have one in my locker. I get to my locker... Oh fuckers. It's been 6 months and I have no idea what my locker combo is. I guess I'll have to go to the devil incarnate. I mean, the head of student affairs. He has a book of locker combos. I hope homeroom doesn't end soon.
I find Br. Damien and he tells me my locker combo, of course not without grilling me about my not being in homeroom. I start power walking back to my locker while praying to God that I have a tie and jacket in it. 31 right, 11 left, 36 right.... No jacket or tie. Cool deal. **RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING** Mother fuckers homeroom had ended and I have 3 minutes to get a jacket, tie and get to class. I start asking everyone passing me on their way to class for a jacket or tie. Finally I find a jacket too small of me and a tie that's too long. Okay time to get to class. Wait a second... What class is that?
Uggggggggh. I never received my schedule in homeroom and now I don't know where to go. Maybe the main office will be able to print one out for me. I rush over to the main office and ask for a copy of my schedule. They look at me like I'm crazy but do it anyway. I find out that I'm suppose to be in Pre-Calc for 1st period on "A" days. I really hope this is an "A" day.
I walk into the class and somehow manage to slide into my desk undetected by the teacher. It doesn't even matter though cause I've undoubtedly been marked absent and will have to go meet Br. Damien again and receive detention. Hmmm, why is the teacher attempting to teach Earth Science, and failing at doing so... I ask the person next to me what "day" it is and he tells me that it's a "C." Why, why, why, why, why... WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME!!!!!! I pull the crumpled schedule from my bag to see what freaking class I'm suppose to be in. Phys. Ed. You've got to be kidding me. I have no sneakers, shorts, tee shirt and obviously no support strap, which are required for unknown reasons. They tell us that we have to wear it in case we get hit in the nuts, but lets be honest, it going to kill no matter what.
I leave the class and get on my way to gym...
The dream fades out with the impression that all of this happens again and again over the next couple of days.
I'm freaking out that I'm not going to pass my classes and I'm not going to graduate. I'm going to have to spend another year of torture at this place. Why didn't I just go to the public high school. Ugh, I'm waking up now I have to go to school. This sucks I just want to graduate. Wait, where am I? This isn't my room at home. I'm in college? If I'm in college then I graduated high school... OMG I GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL!!!!! IT REALLY IS ALL OVER!!!! THANK GODDDD
I'm back in high school and in my senior year. Standing at the bus I'm extremely nervous because it's my first day back in many months. I hadn't been in school for a while because of a sickness and I was home schooled for that period. The bus arrives and I step through the narrow doorway. While on the bus I'm trying to remember all the thing that I need to do in order to be ready for school. Books, blazer, tie... Oh shit, I forgot my tie and blazer. I'm totally out of rhythm for getting ready for school.
Awesome, my bus is late. My home room teacher won't care that it's not my fault. They never give a shit what the reason is. You were suppose to be in homeroom at 8:10AM, and that's that.
Now I'm scrambling around the hallways desperate to find someone that I can borrow a jacket and tie from. Well, maybe I have one in my locker. I get to my locker... Oh fuckers. It's been 6 months and I have no idea what my locker combo is. I guess I'll have to go to the devil incarnate. I mean, the head of student affairs. He has a book of locker combos. I hope homeroom doesn't end soon.
I find Br. Damien and he tells me my locker combo, of course not without grilling me about my not being in homeroom. I start power walking back to my locker while praying to God that I have a tie and jacket in it. 31 right, 11 left, 36 right.... No jacket or tie. Cool deal. **RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING** Mother fuckers homeroom had ended and I have 3 minutes to get a jacket, tie and get to class. I start asking everyone passing me on their way to class for a jacket or tie. Finally I find a jacket too small of me and a tie that's too long. Okay time to get to class. Wait a second... What class is that?
Uggggggggh. I never received my schedule in homeroom and now I don't know where to go. Maybe the main office will be able to print one out for me. I rush over to the main office and ask for a copy of my schedule. They look at me like I'm crazy but do it anyway. I find out that I'm suppose to be in Pre-Calc for 1st period on "A" days. I really hope this is an "A" day.
I walk into the class and somehow manage to slide into my desk undetected by the teacher. It doesn't even matter though cause I've undoubtedly been marked absent and will have to go meet Br. Damien again and receive detention. Hmmm, why is the teacher attempting to teach Earth Science, and failing at doing so... I ask the person next to me what "day" it is and he tells me that it's a "C." Why, why, why, why, why... WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME!!!!!! I pull the crumpled schedule from my bag to see what freaking class I'm suppose to be in. Phys. Ed. You've got to be kidding me. I have no sneakers, shorts, tee shirt and obviously no support strap, which are required for unknown reasons. They tell us that we have to wear it in case we get hit in the nuts, but lets be honest, it going to kill no matter what.
I leave the class and get on my way to gym...
The dream fades out with the impression that all of this happens again and again over the next couple of days.
I'm freaking out that I'm not going to pass my classes and I'm not going to graduate. I'm going to have to spend another year of torture at this place. Why didn't I just go to the public high school. Ugh, I'm waking up now I have to go to school. This sucks I just want to graduate. Wait, where am I? This isn't my room at home. I'm in college? If I'm in college then I graduated high school... OMG I GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL!!!!! IT REALLY IS ALL OVER!!!! THANK GODDDD
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