choices
So, unless some major act of weird happens, and I pull a’s and b’s out of my ass on finals in the next week or two, it looks like I’m not getting into the professional part of the program this year.
Not to discount my ability to pull obscenly high grades out of my ass, mind you, but… well, really… who cares which isn’t a molusc. It’s not like I eat any of them anyway… I mean, really.
“I’m sorry, I can’t eat that octopus, it’s a molusc”
Dude, I’m not eating octopus again anyway. Which brings me totally off topic- I hate it when I run into people who are “allergic to shell fish” but sitting in the italian restaurant munching away on squid. Where the hell is the difference? squid is shell fish without the shell. Ugh.
Back on topic- sorta.
So, If I don’t get in, I have to make choices. I hate making choices. Really really hate it. But I’ll have to do it, because without classes, they kick me out of the country. Of course, with abject failure they kick me out too (but since I can fail all my finals and still pass all my classes, I’m not too worried).
So my choices are (without out-of-ass-pulling of grades)-
a) stay here and take some other sciencey degree for a year or so (running up piles of icky debt)
b) Go back to wyoming for a semester or so, and take classes there (running up less debt, but… well, it’ wyoming.) before coming back here to try again next “fall” (that’s spring for those of you in places with doritos).
c) Go back to charleston, to C of C for a semester or so, trying not to fall too deeply back into my old bar hopping ways (more expensive than wyoming, possibly cheaper than staying here) and work for a vet to earn some extra cash and keep myself motivated- I can do that in wyoming too, but, well, it’s *wyoming*. then come back next fall (spring, oh havers of mexican food) to try again.
d) run away to mexico, default on my loans, sit on a beach somewhere and drink beer, sell tours to people who haven’t learned to order their own damned beer, never go home again.
Might I just say that, other than the whole totally non-ethical part, d is looking pretty damned good about now. Really.
But I’m super lazy, so It’ll probably be a- in which case, I’m looking rather seriously at a semester or two of genetics. It’s relatively interesting, useful for vet stuff somewhere, I’m sure, looks interesting, and has fewer required classes than just about anything else (lazy, remember?). I can toss in other stuff that interests me, or would be useful (can you say business classes?) And would have time to do something at least moderately fun for a year or so in my spare time.
But I’m taking votes. And for anyone interested in that sort of thing, I have a half a free trip between sfo and charleston to use up before the middle of feb. next year, and I’m seeing flights from auckland to sfo in the 850USD range.
I know someone’s reading this, so vote, little minions, vote!
Did I mention that if I go home for a semester or so, I can spend part of it on martha’s vineyard, making just enough to feed myself? Not that that should be important. You know, just putting it out there.
j.
Tags: school, Travel
lazyjayn
I vote that you either stay and take classes that will be useful, or got to C of C and work at a Vet’s office to make some cash. You can’t come back to Wyoming without Allen trying to shoot you for returning. He has warned you. Plus I won’t be here so what fun could you possibly have;)
On another note, sitting on a beach in Mexico sounds kinda fun also. I need to go blog on my own thinga-ma-jig.
TTYL
Hey, I resemble that last remark..!
I could protect you from Allen.. unless he’s some sort of l33t german ninja?
I have conflicting emotional interests at stake so maybe I shouldn’t pick?
Hmm..
Although I think coming back should be a last resort logically.. unless the money’s the thing?