Econ Update
Well I think that Murphy's law worked. The professor only called on me once today--and I think it was probably because I whispered the answer to myself and he probably saw me--or maybe he didn't and he just called on me because of my designated question answerer status. In any case it was only once. Other than that he only asked two other questions which were answered
voluntarily by the only person in the class who seems to actually have
wanted to take the class--I'm pretty sure every other person who is in there actually needed to take economics for some reason. Anyway, I also found out that our last lecture was today, so I guess I saved this grand experiment until it was too late. But it's okay, because you know what last lectures mean? They mean the end of classes. That's right--one more week of regular classes and then finals week and I'm DONE. Please let me get into a pharm. school.
The waiting is bothering me.
I had an anatomy test yesterday. The urinary system. Who cares about the urinary system? I'm pretty sure that not a single person in my class did. I always go to the library before the test to study, and everyone there was having a hard time studying for it. We were running through practice questions and we didn't get very many right at all. It was kind of sad. I think we normally do much better. Anyway, I didn't feel very good going into the test, but after taking it I feel pretty good. I may not have aced it but I definitely didn't fail it. I hope.
I just signed up for that gmail thing. I don't know if I'll use it, but I figured it wouldn't hurt, since I like to save all my e-mail anyway. Maybe I will change, I'll get less spam that way. The only think is that I have yahoo messenger which tells me when I get an e-mail and if I use another mail service then I won't get that alert. We'll see.
So my Murphy's law thing is working. He didn't call on me at all yesterday in Econ. But I don't think he called on anyone yesterday. I think I may have forgotten to pay attention. But I'm pretty sure he didn't call on me.
I still haven't heard from any schools. I can't wait to hear. Everyday I look at the calendar to see how soon I will get letters and it just seems like it is further away. I honestly don't know what I will do if I don't get in. I'm pretty sure I would do something for the year and apply again. But I don't know if I can stand to wait another year and go through all of this for another year. It's making me crazy. It's what I want to do, and I know I would do well in school and be good at my job, I just don't know if my spirit can take being rejected. My mom keeps saying that I shouldn't worry about it since there is nothing more I can do about it, but it seems that I can't stop worrying about it. No matter what it is always there. I also can't help feeling like I was always such a good student, it shouldn't be so iffy. I went all through school with people who didn't do as well as I did--what are they doing with their lives? That's not to say that I didn't know a lot of really intelligent people who did better than I did--but I wasn't the bottom of the barrel here. I can't believe after working so hard for so long that it doesn't seem to matter, I still might not get a spot. I want to get in so much.
Well today while we were having lunch at Schiano's I told myself I should blog about what I saw. It doesn't seem like such a good idea now. Just boring stuff. Maybe if I had written it then it would have seemed more interesting. Anyway, this is what I wanted to say. To the waiter: I know you were the only waiter there and you had to take care of a bunch of the other stuff, but there weren't that many people there. It WAS doable, and it shouldn't have taken as much effort as you were putting into it. Take a breath, relax, don't freak yourself out. Also, it is okay to bring my drink to me at the same time as you bring a plate to someone at another table. You don't have to make two trips. To the police officer: It was very impressed by how nice you were to that boy and how you went out of your way to talk to him while you waited. The world needs more police officers like you. See that was boring.
I talked to Jenn's boyfriend today. She figured out how to do three-way. He seemed like a good guy. I'm going to hold my final opinion of him for a while though, because I normally think her boyfriends are okay at first and then I don't like them at all. But from what I got from talking to him I think he's a good guy. Better than the one before last anyway (And the last one doesn't really count anyway.)
I think people that meet her and get to know her first and then meet me are really surprised at how boring I am. You can practically hear them thinking, "How is Jenn such good friends with this completely boring person?" They usually spend a while asking questions for the purpose of finding out where my crazyness is, and when they can't find it they still don't believe it doesn't exist. Not that I'm not crazy, 'cause I am, just not the kind of crazy they are looking for in me. I think it's kind of funny.
I just deleted a bunch of stuff from my sent mail--some of it was really old--Who knew that doing that would clear up so much space. I went from 98% of my quota to 35% of my quota! And I didn't even have to go through and decide which messages from my inbox I should delete. I'm a pack-rat, especially when it comes to my mail. I don't know why.
Still haven't heard from schools yet. But I did call and get some news.
Mercer: They told me when I was there that it would be about a month until we would hear for sure. I sent in the housing and financial aid stuff today, so that would be taken care of if I get in.
Florida A&M: Of course, I'm not real confident I will even be considered (given what happened last year) but I called and they said they will be sending out responces in two weeks.
UF When I called they said they are sending out responces now through the middle of next month.
Palm Beach Atlantic: When I called they asked for my social security number. I'm not sure why they needed that to know when my letter would go out, but she said that
my letter would go out the second week of next month. I don't suppose anyone else knows why they would need to know who I am before they would know when they are sending my letter?
I'm driving myself crazy waiting. As always I go between being sure that I won't get in and being sure that there is no way I won't get in. Like I said I'm driving myself crazy waiting, and thinking about it. It's so frustrating to have decided that this is what I want to do--I am SURE of it, there is no question in my mind, I can see this as my future--and to know that whether I can do it or not comes down to a file and maybe an interview--an interview that will never show what kind of person and student I am, how much I want this, or how well I will do at it.
My econimics professor calls on me all the time. There is one guy in the class, who actually likes the subject and knows more than what little we learn in class. Anyway, the professor always asks him the number questions: what is the national debt?..., but when in comes to the other stuff he always calls on me. Maybe a few times in the entire semester he has called on someone else, but I'm pretty sure the other students have noticed this and pretty much tune him out. It feels like when he asks a question of the class everyone just turns toward me, waiting for him to call on me and see what I can get to come out of my mouth. Sometimes I haven't really been paying attention so I'm not completely sure of the question he has asked, and sometimes I just don't know--the subject is just not my thing.
In an effort to prevent this in the future I'm going to start logging them here. I figure if I use this to tell my stories that murphy's law will kick in and he will stop calling on me and I will therefore have no stories to tell. Make sense? Well, who really cares if you get it? I don't.
So here are a couple of my experiences thus far.
1) He of course calls on me, I don't really know the answer but it seems fairly easy so I give an answer that seems valid. "No, that's not really it." So he then is forced to call on someone else. "I agree with her." (this student clearly didn't forsee the fact that he would call on someone else after I got it wrong and didn't think to process the question because I am, of course, the designated question answerer.)
2) This question luckily was not about economics. "How many quizes have we taken...Malissa?" My answer, "I don't know."
3) This was a double wammee. "Malissa, If you went down to your bank and everyone else went down to your bank to withdraw all of their money would everyone get their money?" Me: Shakes head no. Now, you would think he would choose someone else for the next part of the question--nope. Him: "How many people would get their money?" Me: "Not very many." Him: "about 10-15%" At least this time he called my name before asking the question, so I knew that I was hearing the whole thing.
Do you think that while I was out of the room they took a vote to see who should be the question answerer and I got the job because I wasn't there to vote? I sure wish someone would have told me if that was the case. I'm not paranoid--I'm going to start counting how many people he calls on and how often. I have class tues and thurs. Stay tuned for more stories.
Okay, since it's been a while since I posted and some stuff actually happened to me I'm going to post in topics. If you don't care about the subject matter, don't read it!
The INTERVIEW
I think the interview went really well. It did last the entire three hours, but it was pretty laid back, and there were so many people there willing to answer questions that I ran out of questions. The only problem is that there aren't that many spaces open and they are still interviewing people. They said that in all they will have interviewed 400 people for 135 seats. So, to me, those odds aren't great anyway, but add to that the fact that it is really late in the game and I get really uneasy. I really want to get in. There were 18 people there that day--only 2 guys. So much for me meeting someone in pharmacy school--those aren't very good odds either. They have a really cool scheduling system--you have only one or two classes for about four weeks and then that class is done for the semester. That way you only have to worry about one class at a time, and you never have to worry about studying for three tests in one week. I really, really, really liked that. A few of the people I talked to already had at least one interview and one girl had another interview the next day, and at least one person had already been accepted to another school. They said we should hear whether we got in or not within the month. I don't know if I can wait that long.
The Campus
The area that the campus is in is really nice--or at least what I saw of it. It was the perfect time of year because all the spring flowers were in bloom. The dogwoods there were beautiful. The campus was also really pretty--and very small. Which I really like, especially after going to USF, where sometimes you can't make it to you next class in the 10 minutes you've scheduled for yourself. Over all, I think the campus was the biggest surprise, I never really noticed the size, or thought of the campus and surrounding areas as being so much of a plus.
The Drive
The drive was about 7 hours. To some that might not be too long, but to me it was long. And southern Georgia is always boring. Not even any cool trees to look at. Atlanta was SCARY! I've always hated driving through Atlanta and we drive through there every year. I was assured though, that there are back roads in Atlanta, so I can maybe learn how to stay away from the interstate. We left here on Tuesday at about 12:00, and got there somewhere around 8:00--I think. On Wednesday we left around 4:15 and got home at 11:45. Of course, we stopped both ways at Cracker Barrell.
The food
As I already said we went to Cracker Barrel, where I broke my New Years resolution (not technically, because I considered it a special occasion) and ate pork and beef. But I haven't broke it since we got back--which is like 3 whole days! So let me tell you what I ate. I had country fried steak, mashed potatoes, carrots, hashbrown casserole, biscuits, a cheese danish, A turkey club melt thing (with
turkey bacon, which I didn't know when I ordered it and considered asking them to leave it off, but I figured it would be too much trouble, and decided I could always pull it off--it was right before my interview and I didn't want it to upset my stomach, since it already didn't feel good and I haven't had real bacon in I don't know how long.), pork barbeque, hashbrown cassrole, dumplins, and more biscuits. And I loved every bite! Well except for the danish and the melt--not the best food or the best time to be eating.
What I missed
Turns out, not much. I was a little bit worried, because I was going to miss all of my classes once. But my econ class I knew ahead of time we had a sub, and we were just reviewing for an exam--so I got the materials before hand. My micro-bio class was apparently cut short and he canceled the next three classes--Ashley is going to let me copy her notes. And my Anatomy class was canceled--he never showed up--so everyone in the class showed up to find out there was not class--but I wasn't there anyway.
Other Schools
I haven't heard from them. But my mom said that she talked to Mrs. Thomas, and John's girlfriend applied to UF's nursing program and they wouldn't hear until this month. I assume that Palm beach atlantic is the same since there deadline was the same. So I hope to hear something any day from someone. I figure FAMU is not worth holding my breath given the way they treated me last year. Apparently though, I am being considered because I got this letter from the general admissions office, about how to set up an account, of course, I'm not a student so it doesn't apply to me--but apparently I'm on their student mailing list. I don't know why though.
That's it.
