How’s that for positivity?
I went to the mountains the weekend before Halloween to see my best friend, Tess. I met her friends and I love her friends and we spent the weekend singing, laughing, eating good food, playing games, and talking over the campfire. Best weekend ever since I started college, without a doubt.
After that weekend, though, everything back at school started to slide.
I started my sophomore year with 19 hours. I know, cue the crazy faces, but since the class that put me over the max 18 hours was a Spanish class, I thought it would be easy to manage everything (since I studied French for 6 years, I didn’t think picking up another language would be a problem), but I thought wrong. Stressful problem #1. I dropped Spanish and didn’t think twice about it because everyone drops a class at least once in their college career, right?
Enter Biology. Biology was an 8am Tuesday/Thursday class that kicked my butt. I’m not a science person at all and I didn’t know ANYTHING about Biology before I started the class — and usually I enter a subject with at least a little backup information. But with Biology, nothing. I had to start from scratch. And I’m also not a morning person. So.
I studied for the Biology midterm more than I’ve ever studied for anything in my whole life. I studied as much as I could without going crazy (no all nighters for me) and went into the test feeling SO prepared.
I bombed it.
Like, totally failed it.
And when your grade in a class is calculated based on only three test grades, and you fail one of them, you’re screwed. I thought I would be able to make it out of Biology alive. And I was wrong. Very wrong.
So, I dropped Biology too. I’m applying to my major in February, and which would look worse? Two W’s on a transcript, or an F? The latter, for sure. So I decided to retake another science next semester – PSYCHOLOGY instead of Bio, thank GOD – and get an A and then be done with science forever.
That was stressful problem #2.
Stressful problem #3: My boyfriend and I broke up. I freaking hate typing that sentence. I don’t like saying it and its still weird to me. Its only been two weeks. I would say it was pretty mutual but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t absolutely suck. How do you go from talking to someone everyday for almost two whole years to not talking at all? Just…how? Advice pls.
While stressful problem #3 is happening, I’m in the process of moving into a new apartment and with moving comes packing and with packing comes going through all of your stuff and that takes FOR. EVER.
And since its #college #noparents I’m doing all of this packing thing on my own. Of course, my parents offered to help, but its going to go a lot faster if I have everything ready to go before my family comes to help me move so we can focus on the actual moving in part instead of the packing and preparation part.
P.S. If you know anyone looking for an apartment in Charlotte, hmu. For real.
Stressful problem #5: I missed a class last week where we had group work due because I had to go to the eye doctor. I emailed my teacher proof (doctors note) and asked to do the group work independently since I wanted to get the eye doctor out of the way before finals. My prescription changed and I couldn’t get new contacts without going to the eye doctor so I really had no choice. She emailed me back and said I could do the work by myself but she’ll only give me half credit.
I’m cool, you guys, I’m fine.
Anybody else having a typical Monday?